i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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POSTED ON Jul 15, 2019 2:18:15 GMT
[attr="class","eliaspost"]the trees are thick, much too thick for ambrosia to maneuver about easily. it's probably the first time he's ever made such an observation. though he's proud of himself for it. it means that he's actually retaining some of what he's been studying from his nifty little trainer's handbook.
of which ambrosia makes fun of him for.
incessantly.
which is honestly the bigger part in play here. he could try to command rosie to help him out, but he'd rather know that he can do this by himself. that he can do something by himself. without the bat's help.
and when he stumbles on a fluffy sheep pokemon, he smiles. he ducks under a bush, makes a face when he touches the ground, but he steadies himself nonetheless. the mareep goes about its business, nibbling on a patch of grass below it.
he prepares himself, sucks in a breath, and then leaps out from behind the bushes. only his blouse gets caught on some thorns and tears and his safari balls are still in his bag. so all he manages to do is spook the poor thing. and the only reason it doesn't run is because it's used to human contact and it laughs at his utter failure.
furious, elias rips open his purse and stalks up to the mareep, mumbling incoherent words as it slaps the ball down on the creature's head.
@safari warden catching mareep!
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