enjoying the view. [open]

[VERGIL ENOVA]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #d4d4d4; width: 450px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 30px; border-radius: 0px 30px 0px 0px; border-left: #7E6F8C solid 6px;] { in the end Starts with one thing. I don't know why. It doesn't even matter how hard you try. Keep that in mind I designed this rhyme to explain in due time. All I know time is a valuable thing. Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings. Watch it count down to the end of the day. The clock ticks life away.

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #d4d4d4; width: 140px; border-left: #7E6F8C solid 6px;] TAGS anyone WORDS unknown. LYRICS in the end by linkin park. NOTES open for anyone, yay~

[atrb=style,background-color: #d4d4d4; width: 308px;] VERGIL'S GAZE CONTINUOUSLY SHIFTED, his focus averting itself as he took in his surroundings. It was his first time being in such a place. And only several hours prior had he been eying this location that had been printed on a map. Being new to most locations of this region, he was willing to sate all curiosity with the use of exploration. The silver-haired male located this area after some time. The knowledge of walking onto a bridge with many sights to behold appealing to his tastes. The days had been pleasant, time trudging by as his mission took place. It would be soon before he went out on his second trip in order to obtain Pokemon. His collection so far suiting him. But, like any other trainer, he wished for more. And with his Mareep, Oshawott, and Starly egg soon to hatch, it would soon grow abundant. Pulling out his Pokedex that was once stuffed in his pocket, he viewed all the information collected. Still small, yet it proved he had gotten around. His travels leaving behind evidence via data. Leaning against the secure and reliable railing, Vergil scanned the grounds set below. A train having yet to pass, and he took in the sight of the railing that stretched out far ahead. It was quiet here. Different from the usual hustle and bustle of the cities and towns he had trotted through. Despite him being indifferent about the noise that often reached him, the young male could not help but be settled by the brief bits of silence that were achieved. Propping himself up on his elbows as he continued to lean on the railing, his mind threw a blank. Himself dazed by the peace that shrouded this area. The sky above held clouds that were few and far in between. Most white, and at times, grayish in tone. The wind that blew past allowed for the temperature to be tolerable, the coolness accepted by the youth. Vergil had berated himself for starting his journey when this season allowed for heat to be so obvious. The air usually stuffy and the sun's rays reaching out to warm the unwilling below. Winter, once it arrived, would be much more suitable for someone such as himself. And enable him to be active and excitable. Those were the days he could enjoy a cigarette and embrace the heat that flowed throughout his inner body. At the moment, even he could not handle the warm fumes that brushed against his lungs despite the addicting taste meant to be enjoyed. That would be wonderfully nice. But such thoughts only willed him to purchase one. "Ugh, I need a smoke," he muttered as he rubbed his forehead.

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[demetri novokov]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, width: 450px; padding: 10px; background-image:url(http://i525.photobucket.com/albums/cc333/ljmhari/bgs/plaid/hptar_gry.png), bTable][style=font-family: Helvetica Neue; font-weight: 100!important; font-size: 30; color: #FFFFFF; text-align: justify; word-spacing: 1px; text-transform: lowercase; letter-spacing: -2px; padding-left: 115px;]I HOPE YOU'RE HAPPY IN THE END,[/style][style=float: left; border: 2px solid #FFFFFF; margin-top: -30px;][/style][style=float: right; width: 305px; background-color: #000000; color: #FFFFFF; font-family: Courier New; font-size: 10px; height: 65px; text-align: justify; padding: 5px; text-transform: uppercase;]I HOPE YOU'RE HAPPY, MY FRIEND. SO IF YOU CARE TO FIND ME, LOOK TO THE WESTERN SKIES. AS SOMEONE TOLD ME LATELY, EVERYONE DESERVES THE CHANCE TO FLY. AND IF I'M FLYING SOLO, AT LEAST I'M FLYING FREE. TO THOSE WHO GROUND ME, TAKE A MESSAGE BACK FROM ME. TELL THEM HOW I AM DEFYING GRAVITY.[/style]

[atrb=padding-top: 20px;][style=font-family: Tahoma; color: #FFFFFF; text-align: justify; font-size: 10px; padding: 10px; background-color: #000000;]Being so new to the region, Demetri was hesitant in going anywhere. There were many cities and towns to explore, but he just wasn't willing to do so, yet. His bright red eyes shifted from the map to the trail ahead of him, and he swallowed. He was going to try and find the city of Icirrus. The name seemed nice enough, but hopefully the people and places would be, as well. He sighed softly and looked down at his pokemon companion, a small smile touching his features as he reached down to stroke her ear. He earned a small woof in reply, then the pressure of her head rubbing against his leg reassuringly. If Zola thought he could do it, maybe he could. It was only a city, after all. He took a deep breath, then looked forward, folding the map and putting it away. Pora uhoditʹ..." (time to go) he murmured, letting his Russian tongue shine through. It was time.. He started walking forward, his hands in his pockets as he smiled down at his growlithe, who trotted alongside him happily. Demetri shifted his gaze up ahead, then blinked as he saw different types of pokemon in the trees and scurrying along the outside of the trail, behind the bushes. He did gain an egg, recently, from the daycare. He let his hand reach back to touch the round object in his backpack, and he smiled. His most recent catch, a ponyta he had yet to name, rested in a pokeball. The battle had been intense, and he the little horse pokemon was very stubborn and fierce, with a good spirit. He liked that in pokemon, so he would be a good addition to his team. After thinking of various things for a while, he almost didn't notice that he'd stumbled upon the trail that led to the city itself. He looked up and blinked, almost overwhelmed by the sheer size of it. He could make out a bridge further down the trail, and he sighed softly, making his way toward it. Zola padded alongside him, her ears pricked, and her amber eyes alert as they neared it. It seemed to connect both the route he was on, with another. It was smaller upon approach, and right now, he could make out a figure standing on it, looking over the edge. Oh, good! Someone to talk to. He approached the guy with a small smile, taking in his features before greeting him. He had long white hair, with pale skin and, from what he could see, blue eyes. He was rather cute, now that he thought about it.. He cleared his throat, announcing his presence as he stood next to the stranger. Hopefully he wouldn't be hostile.. That was the last thing Demetri wanted. Zola, however, was less than pleased. She narrowed her eyes and snorted, turning to look into the water below. She hated water, but it was the only thing to look at, at the moment. "Hello, there.." Demetri finally greeted. He gave a small smile and continued, "I'm Demetri. And you are?" he asked, tilting his head slightly. He didn't know why he was so friendly with strangers, because his father had told him to be wary of them. No one could be that bad, right?[/style]

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[VERGIL ENOVA]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #d4d4d4; width: 450px; -moz-border-radius-topright: 30px; border-radius: 0px 30px 0px 0px; border-left: #7E6F8C solid 6px;] { in the end Starts with one thing. I don't know why. It doesn't even matter how hard you try. Keep that in mind I designed this rhyme to explain in due time. All I know time is a valuable thing. Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings. Watch it count down to the end of the day. The clock ticks life away.

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style,background-color: #d4d4d4; width: 140px; border-left: #7E6F8C solid 6px;] TAGS demetri WORDS unknown. LYRICS in the end by linkin park. NOTES added a bit more so it would be easier to reply. :U

[atrb=style,background-color: #d4d4d4; width: 308px;] SHUTTING HIS EYES, Vergil took a breath. The scent of different assortments of plants drifting in his direction. As the heat continued to have an effect on the once green and lush foliage, the lack of water caused the grasses and leaves to take on a light green. The coloration making them appear sickly. Pulling his hand away from his face and through his silver locks, he was oblivious to the male who had taken notice. Instead he focused his attentions elsewhere, licking chapped lips that were his own. It was then he heard the sound of soft footfalls among sturdy cement. The feel of someone taking him in through sight made Vergil open his eyes as he reacted slowly to the stranger who had entered his proximity. The male was obviously his elder, his anatomy and taller structure hinting that he was a few years ahead of himself. Only blinking in his direction, Vergil couldn't help but take note of the red hair that gleamed, obviously healthy. And the man seemed to be quite content with the heat that radiated; seemingly suited for this environment more than he. The silver-haired young man watched as the person moved toward him, his attention completely captured after the other had cleared his throat. Such a noise cut through the silence, causing Vergil to perk in response. Taking a small step back from the railing, he watched as the trainer approached. A bright and friendly smile settled itself on the man's facial features. The look reaching his eyes, the nicely colored orbs gleaming with positivity. Vergil tilted his head as he took this all in, curious about why he was singled out by the other trainer. And he expected this man to participate in such a profession by the Growlithe that was trotting alongside. He was familiar with such a Pokemon, feeling both recognition and excitement fill him. Eyes widening, his mouthed opened partially for a moment before he shut it. Watching the stranger settle himself at the railing as well, Vergil appeared to relax, remaining quiet. "Hello, there.." The man started. "I'm Demetri. And you are?" "Hi," Vergil replied. "Vergil." Once this simplistic greeting was done, the younger man crouched and further examined the fire-type that was now placed outside of its capsule. Intelligent enough not to just reach out and touch it, he instead flashed his Pokedex. Scanning the Pokemon and awaiting the familiar and bland voice to be heard. "Growlithe, a Puppy Pokémon of pleasant demeanor and great diligence. It drives enemies away with barks and bites." "Ah," Vergil murmured. "A Growlithe. I haven't seen one in a long time. This one looks very healthy and young, too. Impressive. Is it your starter?" Each word that rang true was said and he stood after asking his question, brushing himself off encase anything on the ground clung to his clothing. "I have a Blitzle, and a few other Pokemon."

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