getting to know each other better.., ooc: althea the vulpix

[Phione]

^{it was a normal day in pokemonvalley, where the sun still seemed to shine bright even though it was autumn. it was soon to be the starlight festival, or so everyone said. one little squirtle didn't seem to care all that much. but he did hear about being able to ask one to the festival and a few love sparks would happen. h-hearing that.. why does it make my think of that cute althea..? just to cool off his thoughts, he decided to go to the beach. he LOVED to wear his sunglasses, and the beach was a pretty nice place to use them. walking from his shady tree to the beach was a fast way to get there. if you were running though! joseph wasn't that good in running, so he tripped on his way there. as soon as he got to the sandy beach, he simply went on his turtle shell back and put on his sunglasses. then, he just began to relax..}

[Althea]

'This troubles me... much so. I don't know where.. Oh, what am I to do?'

Althea, the small and quaint new vulpix who had just arrived in Pokemon Valley, was bumbling down a blustery path. Leaves rolled, and dust spewed its breath against her cheeks as she walked, almost releasing the small paper from her mouth. She was traveling for some time on this windy day, and was almost fed up with the weather in general. Yet, the real thing that troubled her was the fact she could not locate something rather vital to her living here.

She continued on, though rather reluctantly. Multiple times she stopped, and gazed upon the piece of paper that actually displayed a map. Althea didn't know quite how to navigate, and she was not familiar the area around her, so it was not a surprise she was stuck at the moment. Althea was repeating this process for quite some time, until she spotted a coastline through the trees over her left shoulder. At the moment, Althea was tired and wanted to relax, so she decided to take this to her advantage. She had always liked the beach, and the waves lashing against the sandy shore with a rhythmic pattern calms her down.

As Althea stepped onto the beach, the sand bent below her feet, and left an indent. At first, this startled her, and stepped back onto the grass once more. She hadn't felt this sensation in quite some time. Taking a breath first, she stepped back onto the beach, and took great strides, marks left in the sand behind her.

The rhythm of the ocean and it's spray, the jingle of the trees and the scent of hollyhock, the fresh air and the silent atmosphere.. Althea took it all in. It was a truly, lovely day. Althea presumed there were no other visitors on that very beach out there in the open, but it was actually not very far to Pokemon Valley from that point. Therefore, there was to be one pokemon at least there, and there indeed was. Joseph, the squirtle, was only a few steps up from her. Yet Althea paid no heed, for she was distracted by looking at the marvel of the ocean.

The clear blue pool of endless water with the endless blue aura that surrounded it.. seemed as if it were only but an illusion. Though she was in form, a fire-type pokemon, Althea cannot resist the ocean. Such wonders like this intensify her demeanor, only to create a even deeper intrigued Althea. Together, her and the things she loved created a new her each time she experienced it. This she could not contain in any shape or form, for it was uncontrollable. Her eyes, now seeming to be a turquoise in response to this sight, began to glaze over. Althea began to shut her eyelids slowly, and drop the map in her mouth to her feet, as if it did not exist. With such a moment, she could not think of anything else. Only her.. and herself alone. And thus, she began to sing.. and indescribable melody, one so familiar, but one so far away.

[Phione]

the cries of the wingull distracted the squirtle's relaxation, causing him to release a bubble attack on the sky above him. hopefully it would shut those winged pokemon up! he opened his black eyes, viewing the sky through his black sunglasses. the colour of the sky was actually darkening due to the fact he was wearing his black sunglasses. it changed his view of colours. a smirk appeared on his face, as he saw the bubbles he made hit a wingull by the wing. of course, he turned the other way just to hide the fact he did it. of course, he could hear it's cries of pain, which actually made him laugh. but he hoped that he wouldn't get caught.

suddenly, he heard a melody made by someone with a gentle voice. w-who is that? he jumped up, looking at who was behind him. it was that cute vulpix.. althea. he smiled, trying to catch the tune. of course, he wanted to sing along, yet he felt she wanted to do a solo. all he did was keep his sunglasses on, close his eyes, and listen to her beuatiful voice fill his head.

but he just couldn't help but compliment her voice..

"..your singing is beautiful."

This post has been edited by Phione on May 4 2009, 09:09 PM

[Althea]

Althea continued her song, a serenade to the everlasting blue. It was a song of the sea, all seas, as well as oceans, lakes, ponds.. yet, not only to them. It was a song to the plentiful Earth. The Earth in which has no limits, no boundaries. One might be born with a talent, but as life lessons tell, one can also go about something without talent. To sing is gifted in all, though they might not realize it. Even if one were to have lesser octaves or never in the right pitch, the message is the same. They sung to their beliefs, their joys, their contents. Earth had given this gift to them.

In Althea's case, she wasn't born to sing. She didn't sing for anyone else but the Earth she admired most, and the one she was a stranger to the most.. herself. When she sang, she became closer and closer to discovering, chipping and chipping at the struggles past, present, and future. What is she to discover in this town, she ponders. A revelation? A new hope? Or.. nothing at all? For never being brave once in her short lifetime, coming here was the next step. She was ready to join this community, learn the ropes of life, and communicate.. something she feared.

As soon as she was about to change octaves and go into a even deeper trance, all thoughts and actions terminated at once when she heard a small, wispy voice behind her. Her heart began to tear at her chest, her ribcage feeling the intensity of the pounding. Althea's mind became black, her vision blurry.. all at once. She felt faint, then sat on her flank, almost falling to the sand. She felt as if this was the end, it was over. Yet it wasn't that way at all. She had experienced this feeling before. She knew of it.

'That screaming?!' 'No.. No!' 'Ash! Althea! Leon! Listen! Hurry..' 'No!' 'It can't-' 'Stop.. no stop!' 'Hurry, Althea!' 'No... wait! No! Don't--'

Voices screamed through her head, slithering from memory.. to memory.. each one hitting Althea as if Zeus had begun throwing his lighting javelins, piercing her furiously beating heart.

'No, Leo! Stop--' 'Can't you see?' 'Can we stay..' 'Do not worry.'

Each memory became more severe..

'Ah! Leo--' '..Ash. Remember..' 'I won't--' 'Ash! No!' '...Silence..' 'No! I cannot..' 'No..' 'No.' 'Why can't I..'

Althea now had started to lose consciousness..

'..protect..'

Her paws skidded across the empty, barren sand..

'..anyone?'

As if by force of her spirit, Althea had regained her consciousness, and opened her eyes. Her face had shown straightforwardness as she turned to the squirtle and recited these very lines..

"My voice is 'beautiful'.." she paused, then shifted her eyes toward the sky, her face still showing oddity of formality. "..because I am weak."

The sense of accomplishment seemed to come over her, for she smiled. That was the first time in a long time she was truly honest to herself.

[Phione]

his head seemed to sway in the tune, yet really, it looked 'uncool'. once he realized it during the song, he stopped his swaying and just listened. the wingulls that still flew in the sky seemed to be attracted to althea's singing, since they all stopped in a group above her in the sky. the squirtle opened his eyes and looked up. what are they doing here? thought i gave them a warning. his mouth curved into a smirk, and then it opened. a burst of bubbles came out of his mouth and lifted up to the sky quite quickly. soon, it had hit those strange birds. they all cried in pain, then flew away. joseph obviously closed his mouth afterwards quickly, just so althea wouldn't notice that he did it.

as he watched althea for any movements, he then noticed the look on her face. it looked like a pained one, and one that just didn't seem all that well. worried about it, he took a few steps forward, just incase althea would do something unusual. and he was right. she then fell to the ground, that pained look still on her face. the squirtle ran to her side, strangely worried about her conditions. "a-althea!" he said with concern. just as he was about to reach for her paws to help her up, she quickly reacted and stood up. taking a step back to give her space, he looked at her with quite a blush. his sunglasses avoided him from seeing her beautiful eyes, which made him take them off. his sparkling eyes seemed to connect with hers, then he soon realized he was just staring at her. cutting off the connection, he turned his head downwards, looking at the sand.

then, he could hear her voice again. yet this time, she was just talking. she finally replied to his compliment, yet her reply wasn't what he expected. w-weak..? he never was that good in a situation like this, and remained silent. his head tilted up, just to catch a glimpse of the vulpix's face. yet he was suprised to see quite a smile on her face.

"i don't think you're weak, althea."