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[SIRIUS LAMONT]

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0px,true][atrb=style,background-image: url(http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h99/houndoomXdelta/backgrounds/bgtt.png); width: 276px;] City life was a noisy one. Around him there was no such thing. Away from the bustling streets, away from all the bright neon lights, away from the constant noise of ringing phones, away from the honking horns, away from the towering buildings and away from the smell of gasoline. Today he had chosen to roam the forest, to get a bit of resting time, in a manner of speaking. He could have rested in his own home, true, but there was something different about that sort of resting. He still felt... tense, even in his own home. Was that abnormal? Well, he didn't think so, not when everything was going down the drain these days. Shit was happening everywhere, one couldn't go through the streets without fear of being mugged, mistaken or pick-pocketed. There was an air of suspicion in the air, each person looked at the other with such guarded looks, as if they expected the other to be a monster in disguise, ready to pounce at a moment's notice. That was half-true anyway. He sighed, bringing himself back to the present, where no such dilemma was at hand. He looked around, golden eyes slowly adjusting to the darkness of the forest. There were trees around of course, covered with moss and fungi. He kept away from those, no telling if any of them were of the poisonous variety. The ground was covered with moss too, his boots making impressions as we walked on, leaving a fresh trail behind him. Was he worried of being followed out here? No not really, well maybe a little. It wasn't as though he was out here to do something illegal. Oh wait, maybe he was. He smirked to himself at that thought. Illegal. Such a petty idea, as if things could simply be judged as good or bad, without looking at the cause and reason for doing so. He was a hunter, but so what right? It was a complicated profession, but he didn't mind as much as most would think. Don't get him wrong, he harbored no actual dislike for the pokemon species and didn't mind them the least. But... It was a job, something quite hard to come by when you had little to no skills than pounding the crap out of something. He lit the cigarette in his mouth, puffing out smoke as he settled himself on a large boulder, one with less moss than the rest. He was dressed for practicality. He wore a simple cotton cloth, covered by a dark brown trench coat, along with dark pants, and black leather boots and even had leather gloves on his hands. He knew of the dangers these forests posed, there were pokemon of sorts around here, he didn't think that he was much of a favorable character around here. For all he knew, some of the pokemon had already spread word of his identity. No, he wasn't really here to relax. He was scouting. Scouting for possible prey. Requests for pokemon came sparingly, and often hunters would scramble to fill out the requests, he needed the edge to be able to claim the reward. He took a breath from the cigarette, watching the smoke slowly fade away as it blew farther from the source. He looked around once more, much more alert this time, features twisting into one of annoyance. He hadn't seen another living thing since he had entered the forest, strange. He had heard a few rustling leaves, but nothing else that indicated life around the area. Give them time...

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[DELINDA RAMOSA]

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Delinda was bored. The day had started out just as vapid though, so it was expected. The downside to living in a human environment was that she had grown accustomed to the lively population and whatever came with it. The smells of gasoline that tainted the air, the deafening sounds of many people talking at once. The overall feeling of being able to blend into the crowd and having others gaze slide right past you. The culture shock she had suffered years ago had now faded into nothing. She adapted, as all should when they wanted nothing more then to survive. Her tolerance level raised itself as she communicated with both humans and Pokemon. But it didn't cause her dislike for the human species to ebb away as she communicated with them. Delinda did well to hide her hostility, making herself appear to be the standard citizen. One of the higher class that was meant to be admired and used as an example. Delinda did not mind attracting attention to herself. But still, she was careful, hiding her true intentions and identity away. In this body she had grown so accustomed to she was now Delinda Romosa. A prosecutor who had studied law and become quite popular. A person who was known to be witty yet cruel when it involved speaking in court. That was what she was on the outside, but after removing the facade her true nature came out.

Her arrogance shined. The vain legendary becoming someone wanting to be dominant and defiant. Who had been molded over time to remain stubborn and stick with her beliefs and opinions. Delinda was someone not to be overestimated. Her knowledge and battle prowess became evident to all who confronted her. Though she had not been tested that many times to prove her worth as a Rayquaza, she looked forward to future trials, welcoming them with open arms. But for now, while life only offered a time of peace, she enjoyed it. Delinda focused on her career, managing her money and playing her instruments. Only recently had she become involved with the Crusaders. Once a neutralist when she was younger, she had been focused on the world above. The air, wind and even the cold depths of space seem to call for her. Delinda wanted so much to simply discard her human appearance, give up living among the creatures who were perfectly comfortable on the ground, and patrol the skies. It was her birthright, and even now she dreamed of the vast, open areas. The allusion surrounding her faltered for a short moment, her eyes flashing a deep, dull yellow before she blinked rapidly. Her focus once again returned, and her chest rose as she took a deep breath.

A layer of calm settled over her excitement which dampened. Allowing her eyelids to drop a little before she started to remember why she was here. The Pokemon that donned the appearance of a beautiful woman tilted her chin up. She wore a long, black skirt, a white sweater, and a stripped scarf circling around her neck. Her high heels were comfortable despite the environment she was in, and the glasses she looked through added to her sophisticated and stylish appearance. Delinda could endure the cold easily, the atmosphere above being able to freeze the average Pokemon not suited for freezing temperatures. But, to make herself appear convincing, she wore such clothing, adding her own touch to it's design. Humans were odd for wearing such materials over their bodies, but nakedness was deemed a taboo in their cultures. Touching her cashmere scarf with her thin and delicate-looking fingers, she breathed out. Tension had left her a long time ago, the need to stay alert going away as she knew she was isolated here. The Pokemon that had once populated the area were rarely seen now. Inhaling more deeply, her once relaxed look twisted into one of bemusement. Plump lips parted and her delicate eyebrows furrowed.

Was that smoke?

She noticed the approaching figure as she turned her head to look at the source of the scent. Delinda gasped, placing her hand on her chest as she felt genuine surprise. She said words that escaped her lips before she could think.

"A human?" Delinda said, her voice loud enough for even the stranger to hear.

And she had thought she was alone. What an unpleasant surprise.

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