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Potbelly Pig, A4, Monday Afternoon

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May. 29th, 2006 | 01:23 pm
mood: busybusy

It was a pleasant day. James was still feeling wonderful after the pampering that he had recieved at the Salon earlier that day, his hair in cute, tight little curls and his nails painted bright red to match the 'R' on his uniform.

He was relaxing on his bed, now, polishing his Pokeballs, and all seemed well in the world.

Except that something was missing. He couldn't quite place a finger on what, however. It was just that nagging feeling that he had forgotten about something. Someting important.

{OOC: Open a certain Cat-demon. Oh yes. Closed like a closed thing, now. You won't be seeing James again until I get the internets once more. Bye!}

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Shiro

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from: pitifulcatdemon
date: May. 29th, 2006 07:34 pm (UTC)
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One of those pokeballs James was so tenderly polishing started to quiver. Just slightly at first, hardly even noticable. Then the quivering increased to an outright shaking, practiclly bouncing on the bed.

A moment of this passes before the ball bursts open with a SPROING and a very annoyed, somewhat cramped Shiro tumbled out onto the bed, then onto the floor by James's feet.

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from: rocketbitch
date: May. 29th, 2006 07:36 pm (UTC)
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James blinked.

He blinked up at the Pokeball.

Then he blinked down at the cat-demon on the floor.

And then he blinked some more.

"Shiro? What were you doing in there?"

Perhaps if he played stupid, he wouldn't get in too much trouble?

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from: pitifulcatdemon
date: May. 29th, 2006 07:41 pm (UTC)
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Shiro lay dazed on the floor for a few moments. No one could say that being sucked in and out of a pokeball was an enjoyable experience. Particularly for one who wasn't used to it.

"Shiro? What were you doing in there?"

Shiro's eyes slowly moved from the ceiling to his roommate. For a moment he stared at James while his mind slowly caught up to him.

Then, his eyes narrowed sharply.

"You." He groweled.

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from: rocketbitch
date: May. 29th, 2006 07:43 pm (UTC)
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James blinked and stood, his ringlets bouncing cutely at the sides of his face.

"Me? What did I do?"

Were he not backed up against his bed already, he would be in the process of backing away. Slowly.

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Shiro

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from: pitifulcatdemon
date: May. 29th, 2006 07:45 pm (UTC)
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Under "normal" circumstances, Shiro probably would have gotten a good laugh out of his roommates appereance, dyed tresses and all.

But he was far too furious to even notice James' get up.

"You trapped me in one of those...those..." he flailed a hand towards the pokeballs, "those things!" His hands balled into tight fists, "I was apologizing and everything! Do you have any idea what its like in there?!"

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from: rocketbitch
date: May. 29th, 2006 07:48 pm (UTC)
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"No, I don't know!" James was wearing his best 'eheheh...' face and was now trying to inch off to the side toward possible freedom. "And I didn't trap you in there, you stepped on it and set it off!"

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Shiro

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from: pitifulcatdemon
date: May. 29th, 2006 07:52 pm (UTC)
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"You threw it at me!!" Shiro barked. He picked up one of the balls off the bed and shook it at him, "like this!" and before he realized exactly what he was doing, he had launched the pokeball at his roommate.

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from: rocketbitch
date: May. 29th, 2006 07:56 pm (UTC)
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James barely had time to shriek like a little girl before the pokeball baffed him good upside the head.

Barely. But he did have the time to do so.

What he didn't have the time to do was to run before the pokeball opened up and, in another brilliant flash of light, he was slurped inside and the ball clicked shut.

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Shiro

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from: pitifulcatdemon
date: May. 29th, 2006 07:59 pm (UTC)
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oh....crap...

Shiro's anger was nearly instantly forgotten when he saw the pokeball inhale his roommate like a fat kid eating cake.

Nearly.

He stepped over and picked up the ball looking down at it carefully. For a brief moment he thought about releasing James.

Nahh.

He shoved the ball in his pocket and turned to leave the alcove.

Turn about was fairplay, after all.

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