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Open Legend of the Stone Tablet

(( Damn you Isa! ))
Stefan blushed and returned the hug.
NOW STEFAN! Now is your CHANCE! he thought.
Giving into his thoughts Stefan kissed Eric's cheek where it wasn't cut and held onto the hug longer than "friendly".
Getting risky there man. Let's see where it gets you. he thought.
 
Eric blinked and, thinking it was a custom for wherever Stefan came from, smiled. He then glared at the Aipom. "Mind if I go kill me a monkey?" He asked

The Aipom smiled. YAY! MORE GAMES! I like this human! He's fu-URK! HANDS.... AROUND... THROAT...
 
"Be my guest." he said as he slipped a note he wrote quickly into Eric's pocket.
Dear Eric,
You are really cute. And I'm glad I kissed you even if it was your cheek.
<3 Stefan Rae.
it read.
Now you are really risky. he thought to himself.
Sitting down he watched Eric beat up the little Aipom.
 
The Aipom used Double Hit on Eric, slapping him around. It then pulled down an eyelid and smacked its ass, taunting Eric. He growled. "Fucking... Stupid... MONKEY!" He yelled as he dived at the Aipom... And head first into a wall. He then slumped down, out cold

The Aipom sweatdrop. Wow, that human has the worst luck with staying awake... the small monkey said to itself
 
(;;Snackersnorts, finds this very amusing;;)

And yet though she saw the others crowded around the table, she wasn't really sure what she was supposed to do. She observed everyone else carefully. Hmm, they all seemed to be taking some of those cool-looking devices. Indeed, they were quite cool. Arylett assumed that this was what she was supposed to do and took a red one of them. Then she looked around blankly, not knowing what to do next. Everyone else seemed to be fiddling around with their devices, pressing buttons and whatnot. But what if she messed it up...?

"What.... what are we supposed to do again, exactly?" Her soft, quiet voice rang out, speaking to no one in particular. She knew that nobody would probably hear her, the volume she was speaking at, but hoped that someone would. And at the same time, she hoped that no one would. Speaking to people make her immensely nervous.
 
"I gotta get it before it's taken."

Isn't that obvious? Ava asked herself. She looked around wearily and darted a few feet to the table, immediately grasping her Poke Ball.

Please be Buneary...

She turned and took a long step to the table. The sketcher quickly snatched the black Pokedex and returned to the group, shaking.

"I got it..."
 
Must I always help him? Or is this a trick in him to get close to me? he thought as he walked over to the boy. Crouching down he took the note out of Eric's pocket and put it in Eric's hand. Stefan walked away after giving him a slap to wake the boy up.
 
Aria just followed the others. Soon she entered a place that she knew nothing about. Where was she? All she could do was listen to the person talking. Carefully, she made a note of the instructions, then proceeded to following them. The long-haired girl took a purple PokéDex off the table, then took the PokéBall labeled 64. Quickly, she dashed outside, sitting down.

She looked at her PokéDex intently. Did a little box really know all there was to know about Pokémon? She wasn't sure, but believed it a bit. Aria looked around at the others, who were much calmer than her.
 
Ava stalked up behind Aria, walking on her tiptoes.

"So you gonna show me your drawing?" She seemed to be muttering "Kekekekekekekekekeke...." The white-haired girl inhaled deeply and exhaled.

"Sorry, I'm sorta stressed 'cause I didn't think I would get the black Pokedex. Like it?" She smiled a bit, holding the rectangular machine and letting its dark color reveal its metallic shine.
 
Eric woke up. "Hungh, whozza whatsa!?" He blinked, then looked at the note and read it. Being clueless, he thought the cute part was an innocent compliment, and thought that the kiss was now just a quirk. He grinned. "Thanks for the compliment!"

The Aipom then looked at the note and sweatdrop. Oh come on, even I can see his motives... I must have hit his head with that rock a LITTLE too hard...

(night)
 
Tala would have been happy if she was just left alone. But no, pretty soon she was going to attract weird looks, and maybe the professor would decide to deal with her. After getting a muttered explanation from one of the students, who she then promptly moved far away from, she took out her coin and looked at the numbers engraved there. Picking out the Pokeball which she guessed was in the right place, she snagged an indigo Pokedex as well, and then returned to her spot by the door, clutching her new Pokemon possessively.

Well, at least I get a Pokemon here. That's not going to help me much, unless it can fly. And I probably guessed wrong anyway, so this could be a - a Zubat, or a Geodude. Still scowling, she hoped no one would come near. Wait, it's that girl again! She followed me! Focusing her glare on the unfortunate girl who had somehow been able to track her all the way to the school, Tala snorted. "Just leave me alone." she hissed to the rest of the world.
 
She vaguely heard a voice.

Hmm?

Oh, it was her target from earlier. She seemed to be glaring at her for some reason. Arylett didn't quite understand why. Perhaps she just didn't like being followed? But she hadn't bothered her, done anything at all, just use her to guide her in a place that she didn't quite know her way around. She looked back at her, the confusion evident in her bewildered eyes.

If only she had any idea what was going on! She didn't know what she was supposed to do and this weird girl was just glaring at her and telling her to leave her alone. It still confused Arylett. She hadn't even said a word to her, just followed her.

She continued to stand there, looking like a confused idiot with the Pokédex clutched in her hands.
 
Ashley ran over to the table with the Pokedexes on it. "Aww, man, there isn't a pink Pokedex?" she asked herself. Disappointed, she took a yellow one instead. She then picked up her Pokeball labeled number 129. "I can't believe my Pokemon is a Magikarp...that sucks!"
Ashley just imagined what it'd be like for her only Pokemon to be a Magikarp. Those disgusting, useless, fish things. She shuddered.
Ashley noticed Professor Elm standing in the room, looking over the students. She ran up to her. "Excuse me, but, this must be some sort of mistake. I am supposed to receive a...Magikarp as my Pokemon? Is there any way I can switch?"
 
Aria turned to the girl with a yellow PokéDex also. "That's cool! We have the same color!
"Magikarp isn't so bad," she said. "At least they're cute because they're worthless. Just ask Ava. She's had a lot of experience with them, apparently." Then she took the notebook, and began carefully drawing lines. They were mostly curvy; only a few were straight. "I'll let you see when I'm done." She guessed it would take her about half an hour, so she added, "Or when time runs out."
 
"Oooh! People that can draw are so cool!" Ashley exclaimed. She turned around to Aria and silently watched her draw for a minute or two.
I guess I'll just have to live with Magikarp. I guess they can be kind of cute! Ashley thought. Besides, they evolve into Gyarados! They're not very cute, though. Aww man.
After watching Aria for a few minutes she asked, "Hey, what's your name? And who's Ava?"
 
"I'm Aria," Aria replied, without looking up, "And Ava is her." Momentarily, she pointed to the girl next to her, then got back to the drawing.
In a few minutes, it was a basic sketch of an Alakazam. "Like it? Alakazam are my favorite Pokémon!" And I'll be able to get one someday, too, she added silently, thinking of her coin.
After about ten seconds of holding it up, she began to shade the Alakazam. The light was coming from the top left.
 
Ava clapped her hands twice. "That's nice. I can't really do shading on my drawings... but who cares?" Tilting her head a bit, she smiled.

She turned around. "Like she said, I'm Ava. What's your name?" She thought about the Poke Ball. It had a number on it, but she couldn't remember which one it was. Since her coin had a Buneary on it, she guessed that it was inside the orb.
 
"Hi, Ava and Aria! I'm Ashley. Hey, all our names start with A's," Ashley pointed out. "And that's a really cool drawing!" Ashley leaned against the table and began to toss her Pokeball in and out of her hand.
 
Tala would have kept scowling at the other girl, but she was just standing there like a simpleton. Turning away, she snorted rudely. Are all the students here idiots? Just my luck... I bet she's only pretending, and really is making fun of me! Shooting one last glower at the girl, she kept her face turned away from the rest of the room. True, she couldn't tell if someone decided to sneak up on her, but really, would anyone even bother? It wasn't as if she looked even remotely lost or lonely. Let them make friends and bunch together in groups and chatter their damned heads off. She wanted no part of it.

Staring at the red and white ball in her hand, she wanted to throw it to the ground. Release the Pokemon, and then just run. All these people... All these liars, who are secretly afraid. I hate them all. Why can't they leave me in peace? I don't want to see them, and they don't want to see me.
 
Kinara quickly found the right Pokeball, and threw it to the ground. A Ralts!
Ohmygoshohmygosh..
At this point, she was hyperventilating. Kinara grabbed her new Pokemon and gave it a hug. The Ralts pretended to suffocate, then faint.
 
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