a challenger {brynne}

[naomi]

[atrb=width,455,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, padding: 10px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/Hlcpz.png);][STYLE=float: left; border: 4px solid #dfdfdf; width: 100px; height: 100px; font-family: courier new; font-size: 10px;] WORD COUNT: 389 TAGGED: Brynne NOTES: None LYRICS: GHOST OF ME, DAUGHTRY[/style][STYLE=float:right; background-color: #000; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase; color: #ffffff; width: 300px;letter-spacing: 2.5px;]DON'T LOOK OVER YOUR SHOULDER, 'CAUSE[/style] [STYLE=float:right; background-color: #000; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase; color: #ffffff; width: 300px; ; letter-spacing: 2.5px; padding-right: 10px;]THAT'S JUST THE GHOST OF ME YOU'RE SEEING[/style] [STYLE=padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 5px; font-size: 20px; font-family: times new roman; text-transform: uppercase; color: #333333; background-color: #dfdfdf; letter-spacing: 8px;] IN YOUR DREAMS [/style][STYLE=float:right; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/31dY3.png); color: #ffffff; opacity: 0.7; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-top: -4px; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 10.5px; line-height: 11px; border-left: 1px dotted #dfdfdf; width:310; opacity: 0.7; text-align: justify;]"Oh will you just sit down!" Naomi hissed through clenched teeth. Damn that Ares, leaving her stuck with that little kid while he went off to play. He was supposed to be back hours ago. she thought, watching her ward run carelessly through the gym. "David! she yelled, jumping up from the rock she had previously been sitting on. "Stop!" The curious child had stumbled over her Onix, Silex. She had let him out of his ball because he loved to take naps on the floor of the gym and now that silly kid was poking him with a loose rock he had found. "Just get away from him." She jogged over, trying to judge if her pokemon was going to wake up or not. Oh, so not good. Silex is not friendly when he wakes up. The Onix stirred. Crap. She reached the pair of them and pushed the child behind her. "It's okay, Silex. Please don't get mad." Her hand brushed against the rock snake's side. "I just needed you to get up now. It's getting a bit late and I don't want you lying here all night." The pokemon just glowered at her in response. "Sorry. But you know it worries me to leave you in here alone at night." Her onix glared at her for a moment longer, then seemed to relax. She let out a small sigh. It was going to be all right. That's a relief. David still stood behind her, watching curiously as she interacted with her pokemon. "Come on, David. Let's go back to the platform. I may have to take you back to my place soon, but for now I'm still working." She took his tiny hand and led him back to charcoal grey platform that was her perch in her little gym. Just as the pair returned, Naomi heard a small click from the door closing. Someone had come in. Was it a challenger? Her gaze drifted back to the entrance. There was a girl standing there with long white hair and strange violet eyes. "Hello." she said, her tone friendly. "Just to let you know, if youre going to come in any farther, you're going to want to mind the Onix over there." She pointed in Silex's direction. "You know what, never mind." Again she jumped up and went to her pokemon, this time returning him to his ball. She turned and faced the girl once more. "So, what can I do for you?"[/style] [STYLE=float:right; background-color: #000; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase; color: #ffffff; width: 310px; ; letter-spacing: 2.5px; padding-right: 10px; text-align: center;]CODED BY ACRYLIK ON BTN![/style]

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[atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=vAlign, top] [STYLE=float: left; background-color: #D8D8D8; width: 110px; height: 22px; margin-right: 10px;] [/style] [STYLE=float: left; border: 5px solid #43425D; margin-right: 10px; background-color: #43425D; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 5px;] [/style] [STYLE=float: left; border: 5px solid #D8D8D8; margin-right: 10px; background-color: #D8D8D8; margin-top: 5px; margin-bottom: 10px;] [/style] [STYLE=float: left; background-color: #43425D; width: 90px; height: 35px; margin-right: 10px; color: #D8D8D8; font-size: 30px; font-family: arial narrow; padding: 0px 0px 0px 20px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: left; letter-spacing: -2px;] NOTES ! [/style] [STYLE=float: left; background-color: #D8D8D8; width: 100px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; margin-right: 10px; padding: 5px; text-align: justify; font-size: 9px; font-family: verdana; margin-top: 10px;] TAGS. naomi. WORDS. 358. LYRICS. this is war, 30 seconds to mars. NOTES. here, have some crap on a stick. oAo [/style]

[STYLE=float: right; background-color: #43425D; color: #D8D8D8; font-size: 9px; font-family: verdana; width: 390px; padding: 5px; font-weight: bold; text-transform: uppercase;]to the soldier, the civilian, the martyr, the victim.[/style] [STYLE=float: right;][/style] [STYLE=float: right; background-color: #D8D8D8; color: #43425D; font-size: 30px; font-family: arial narrow; width: 380px; padding: 0px 20px 0px 0px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: right; letter-spacing: -2px;]THIS IS WAR[/style] [STYLE=float: right; background-color: #43425D; color: #D8D8D8; font-size: 9px; font-family: verdana; width: 360px; height: 400px; overflow: auto; padding: 20px; text-align: justify;] There was a nervous pit of anxiety in Brynne's stomach as she approached the gym. It would be her first gym challenge ever, and actually her first ever legit battle using Micah and Lola. It was fair to say that she was a nervous wreck over this. Brynne was terrified that she wouldn't even stand a chance against the leader, whose name she thought was Naomi but she wasn't quite sure. All her life she had been mostly focused on getting to the Elite Four that she had spent most of her time studying and looking up stuff about them, and had neglected to really look into the gym leaders of the region. What she had heard was that the Pewter gym was a ground-type, so perhaps Brynne wouldn't get creamed too bad by the leader. She knew that she should have waited until the next day until she had had a chance to level her team up some more, but she was just too excited to wait. A childish part of Brynne was simply too impatient and she knew she would not be able to sleep through the night, just like a kid at Christmas. Which, unsurprisingly, she still did. She would stay up late into the night until she finally passed out from sheer exhaustion, only to wake up a couple hours later to run down the hall yelling for everyone to get up so she could open presents. Brynne guessed she would never be able to kick that excitement she got whenever she was looking forward to something. Brynne reached the gym and opened the door, closing it quietly behind her. She wasn't quite sure whether or not she was supposed to just walk in, but when she was greeted by the woman she assumed was the gym leader, she figured she had done the right thing. "I'd like to challenge you," she said, offering her a small smile. "I know it's a little late and I can come back tomorrow if that's a problem. I'm Brynne, by the way." She fidgeted awkwardly, chewing on her bottom lip as she awaited Naomi's answer.[/style]

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[naomi]

[atrb=width,455,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, padding: 10px; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/Hlcpz.png);][STYLE=float: left; border: 4px solid #dfdfdf; width: 100px; height: 100px; font-family: courier new; font-size: 10px;] WORD COUNT: 486 TAGGED: Brynne NOTES: None LYRICS: GHOST OF ME, DAUGHTRY[/style][STYLE=float:right; background-color: #000; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase; color: #ffffff; width: 300px;letter-spacing: 2.5px;]DON'T LOOK OVER YOUR SHOULDER, 'CAUSE[/style] [STYLE=float:right; background-color: #000; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase; color: #ffffff; width: 300px; ; letter-spacing: 2.5px; padding-right: 10px;]THAT'S JUST THE GHOST OF ME YOU'RE SEEING[/style] [STYLE=padding-left: 10px; padding-right: 5px; font-size: 20px; font-family: times new roman; text-transform: uppercase; color: #333333; background-color: #dfdfdf; letter-spacing: 8px;] IN YOUR DREAMS [/style][STYLE=float:right; background-image: url(http://i.imgur.com/31dY3.png); color: #ffffff; opacity: 0.7; padding-left: 4px; padding-right: 4px; padding-bottom: 4px; padding-top: -4px; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 10.5px; line-height: 11px; border-left: 1px dotted #dfdfdf; width:310; opacity: 0.7; text-align: justify;]"I'd like to challenge you...I'm Brynne, by the way." Ah, so she is interested in battling. Naomi looked the girl up and down. She was quite young, not the youngest challenger Naomi had ever had, but still very young. She seemed to be quite nervous, which was common enough. Naomi was the first gym leader a trainer on a journey in Kanto would face, so most of the trainers she came up against were quite new to the trade. For some, she was even their first real battle. "Nice to meet you Brynne." She offered a friendly smile. The girl was scared enough already; there was no need to put on the usual show of intimidation. "And that's quite all right. If you'd like to battle today, we can. It is pretty late, but I'm still stuck here a while longer. We'll most likely be done by the time I'm allowed to leave."Would they really? She didn't know. It all depended on how much of a fight the girl put up. She may not look like much, but that didn't mean that she couldn't be tough. Looks can be deceiving. David pushed past her, having gotten up from where she had told him to sit, and began to stare curiously at the girl. "You have strange eyes." he said simply, pointing at her face. He tilted his head and looked at her with interest written across his face. After several seconds, he turned and looked up at Naomi. "Just like unca Awes." "Yes, yes, just like your uncle." she murmured. Crap, she had forgotten about David. What was she going to do with him during the battle? Things could get pretty hairy in the gym at times; she couldn't let a little kid stay there. Finally, an idea came to her. She squatted down and looked the young child in the eyes. "You know Nancy, that woman I introduced you to earlier?" David nodded. "Do you remember where she lives?" Another nod. "Okay, good. Could you please go to her house and stay until I come and get you. I probably won't be too long." David frowned. "On ma own?" She gave him a reassuring smile. "She's just next door David. I know you can make it there on your own. If you can't, if you get at all scared, come straight back. Okay?" The toddler nodded and, after giving her an apprehensive look, walked out of the gym. She turned back to Brynne. "Right, where were we?" She paused. "Oh right! The battle." She turned on her heel and walked back up to the dark grey platform. "Allow me to formally introduce myself. I am Naomi, leader of the Pewter City gym. Almost my entire life has been spent in this rugged little town so, out of loyalty, I continue to use the rock and ground pokemon the gym has always specialized in." She paused. "I assure you, I won't go easy on you." She pulled a ball off her belt and released her first pokemon: her Geodude Petra.[/style] [STYLE=float:right; background-color: #000; font-family: georgia; font-size: 9px; text-transform: uppercase; color: #ffffff; width: 310px; ; letter-spacing: 2.5px; padding-right: 10px; text-align: center;]CODED BY ACRYLIK ON BTN![/style]