Pegasister - Mila's Dojo

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[Milarnie Colt]

Milarnie "Arnie" Colt Me, spoilt? I just know what I want....  It had become apparent over the last week where mila had been trying to train up, pet and play with her psychic type pokemon that the little girl was very much keen to evolve and work on herself but she seemed not to quite know the difference between battling or training or just playing with the rest of the gijinka large team. As such, when the time came to head to the dojo this week, mila brought her along in her bag where the pokemon spent most of her time and once they were inside and mila had set down her jacket and fixed her hair, she lifted the small pokemon out. "Oh, so how do you wanna train?" she asked to which the pokemon blinked at her, a little confused, but mila nodded all the same and turned down the hall. She picked out a the same room they had used the last time they trained here, mila sighing as she she stepped inside but nodded again as if to tell herself this was for her pokemon and not her. She set the girl down on a floor covered in balloons, this time all of them colored with orange and black it seemed, the pink pokemon zapping one of these as she came close to it and it popped loudly which made her giggle. Moments later, pops and small zaps were sounded every few seconds and mila was pressing herself to the door to avoid the static.

TAG: @someone SMALL NOTES HERE

credit to nat of adoxography and gangnam style.

[Arcanine]

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[Milarnie Colt]

Milarnie "Arnie" Colt Me, spoilt? I just know what I want....  Mila was so confused. She was sitting in the corner of a room she had been in before and had used before, though it was meant to be her job to pick up and throw out a series of bean bags and so forth for her pokemon to try to catch or throw back or something. The gijinka was however not, she was sitting with one side in the wall and her hands up in front of her, rather regretting her choices in words and actions for the moment. Across the room, on a small raised platform clearly used for smaller pokemon, a pokemon was standing and a pile of beanbags and it was glaring at mila. It seemed to take some effort on the part of the shiny but every now and then she would move herself, one arm reaching out towards the bean bags and something of a stump reaching across but getting very little distance. In the next moment, she threw out her smaller stump of an arm and the beanbag shot across the room and slammed in to the raised hands of her trainer. "Ok, im sorry! I get it! You can use it!" whined out the gijinka as she was hit, again.

TAG: @someone SMALL NOTES HERE

credit to nat of adoxography and gangnam style.

[Arcanine]

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[Milarnie Colt]

Milarnie "Arnie" Colt Me, spoilt? I just know what I want....  It had become apparent over the last week where mila had been trying to train up, pet and play with her psychic type pokemon that the little girl was very much keen to evolve and work on herself but she seemed not to quite know the difference between battling or training or just playing with the rest of the gijinka large team. As such, when the time came to head to the dojo this week, mila brought her along in her bag where the pokemon spent most of her time and once they were inside and mila had set down her jacket and fixed her hair, she lifted the small pokemon out. "Oh, so how do you wanna train?" she asked to which the pokemon blinked at her, a little confused, but mila nodded all the same and turned down the hall. She picked out a the same room they had used the last time they trained here, mila sighing as she she stepped inside but nodded again as if to tell herself this was for her pokemon and not her. She set the girl down on a floor covered in balloons, this time all of them colored with orange and black it seemed, the pink pokemon zapping one of these as she came close to it and it popped loudly which made her giggle. Moments later, pops and small zaps were sounded every few seconds and mila was pressing herself to the door to avoid the static.

TAG: @someone SMALL NOTES HERE

credit to nat of adoxography and gangnam style.

[Haunter]

[dojo]B0ZUDgBA

[Milarnie Colt]

Milarnie "Arnie" Colt Me, spoilt? I just know what I want....  Mila was so confused. She was sitting in the corner of a room she had been in before and had used before, though it was meant to be her job to pick up and throw out a series of bean bags and so forth for her pokemon to try to catch or throw back or something. The gijinka was however not, she was sitting with one side in the wall and her hands up in front of her, rather regretting her choices in words and actions for the moment. Across the room, on a small raised platform clearly used for smaller pokemon, a pokemon was standing and a pile of beanbags and it was glaring at mila. It seemed to take some effort on the part of the shiny but every now and then she would move herself, one arm reaching out towards the bean bags and something of a stump reaching across but getting very little distance. In the next moment, she threw out her smaller stump of an arm and the beanbag shot across the room and slammed in to the raised hands of her trainer. "Ok, im sorry! I get it! You can use it!" whined out the gijinka as she was hit, again.

TAG: @someone SMALL NOTES HERE

credit to nat of adoxography and gangnam style.

[Haunter]

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[Milarnie Colt]

Milarnie "Arnie" Colt Me, spoilt? I just know what I want....  It had become apparent over the last week where mila had been trying to train up, pet and play with her psychic type pokemon that the little girl was very much keen to evolve and work on herself but she seemed not to quite know the difference between battling or training or just playing with the rest of the gijinka large team. As such, when the time came to head to the dojo this week, mila brought her along in her bag where the pokemon spent most of her time and once they were inside and mila had set down her jacket and fixed her hair, she lifted the small pokemon out. "Oh, so how do you wanna train?" she asked to which the pokemon blinked at her, a little confused, but mila nodded all the same and turned down the hall. She picked out a the same room they had used the last time they trained here, mila sighing as she she stepped inside but nodded again as if to tell herself this was for her pokemon and not her. She set the girl down on a floor covered in balloons, this time all of them colored with orange and black it seemed, the pink pokemon zapping one of these as she came close to it and it popped loudly which made her giggle. Moments later, pops and small zaps were sounded every few seconds and mila was pressing herself to the door to avoid the static.

TAG: @someone SMALL NOTES HERE

credit to nat of adoxography and gangnam style.

[Haunter]

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[Milarnie Colt]

Milarnie "Arnie" Colt Me, spoilt? I just know what I want....  Mila was so confused. She was sitting in the corner of a room she had been in before and had used before, though it was meant to be her job to pick up and throw out a series of bean bags and so forth for her pokemon to try to catch or throw back or something. The gijinka was however not, she was sitting with one side in the wall and her hands up in front of her, rather regretting her choices in words and actions for the moment. Across the room, on a small raised platform clearly used for smaller pokemon, a pokemon was standing and a pile of beanbags and it was glaring at mila. It seemed to take some effort on the part of the shiny but every now and then she would move herself, one arm reaching out towards the bean bags and something of a stump reaching across but getting very little distance. In the next moment, she threw out her smaller stump of an arm and the beanbag shot across the room and slammed in to the raised hands of her trainer. "Ok, im sorry! I get it! You can use it!" whined out the gijinka as she was hit, again.

TAG: @someone SMALL NOTES HERE

credit to nat of adoxography and gangnam style.

[Arcanine]

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[Milarnie Colt]

Milarnie "Arnie" Colt Me, spoilt? I just know what I want....  It had become apparent over the last week where mila had been trying to train up, pet and play with her psychic type pokemon that the little girl was very much keen to evolve and work on herself but she seemed not to quite know the difference between battling or training or just playing with the rest of the gijinka large team. As such, when the time came to head to the dojo this week, mila brought her along in her bag where the pokemon spent most of her time and once they were inside and mila had set down her jacket and fixed her hair, she lifted the small pokemon out. "Oh, so how do you wanna train?" she asked to which the pokemon blinked at her, a little confused, but mila nodded all the same and turned down the hall. She picked out a the same room they had used the last time they trained here, mila sighing as she she stepped inside but nodded again as if to tell herself this was for her pokemon and not her. She set the girl down on a floor covered in balloons, this time all of them colored with orange and black it seemed, the pink pokemon zapping one of these as she came close to it and it popped loudly which made her giggle. Moments later, pops and small zaps were sounded every few seconds and mila was pressing herself to the door to avoid the static.

TAG: @someone SMALL NOTES HERE

credit to nat of adoxography and gangnam style.

[Arcanine]

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