Post by Mr. Ceddy on Jul 3, 2012 19:13:32 GMT -5
[/justify][/blockquote][/blockquote]Well, this is it.
A dark silhouette accented by trademark silver hair stood staring into the heart and soul of the Ghostly Tower.
"haec turris iubar fidelem insulae semper est - R.L.E" he struggled, stumbling over every third syllable. Entity's eyes squinted, and his shoulders tensed. The line it self gave a sinister aura off, and shivers trickled down the coordinator's spine after the simple utterance of the phrase. You know how you read a line of foreign letters, and even though you have no idea what it means, you can recognize what dialect it is? This wasn't the same thing. But it didn't matter. Entity wasn't here to solve any mysteries or steal any forbidden gems. All he needed was a Pokémon. And since he was here, in his hometown, an addition to his team may as well come now.
"Well, Aron, you won't be lonely anymore, will you?" Entity smiled at his Pokémon, who stood down at his ankles. The Aron was never one for much interaction, he simply did what he was told to do and nothing more. Smiling down at him, for once Entity felt something more than hopelessness and disappointment with his life. Call me cliche or whatever, but this was his chance to really make himself a family. Besides, Aron wasn't going to last forever.
He took a step forward, moving through the archway and into the mysterious tower. The ground was littered with crumbled stones, and the air was rather damp. The tower was obviously of the ancient variety, and though it was a rather large cornerstone of Oberon Town, nobody was around. It was simply Entity, Aron, and the Pokémon that lurked in the shadows, or levitated high up in the rafters. The whole situation was intense, it was mystifying, and although he was excited, Entity found himself worrying more about his shoes than the whole "Pokémon catching experience." He stared down at his expensive dress shoes and scoffed, scowling at the dusty imprints that had already managed to find their way onto his imported, leather shoes.
"What was that?" he asked, head bolting upward as the coordinator glanced around. It sounded like the falling of rocks, but all it was was a wild Pokémon.