Post by Baldwin on Jun 28, 2016 20:38:15 GMT
Baldwin only really did two things in Andaluust: work her shop at the Guild, and stay home where no one would find her. She wasn't exactly a Pokemon person, in it that she tried to stay clear from social interaction unless it had to do with her job. There were times where she'd go to Dungeons, but she hadn't gone to one in a long, long, long while. Aside from that, her supplies for the shop hadn't diminished much anyway, and there was no need to go and find more berries and ingredients anyway. She simply contended to what she needed and left it as such.
Her home was quaint, though wasn't the smallest building ever. Inside was a shallow pond, where she'd wade her feet in from time to time. She wouldn't dare swim in anything deeper. Such a folly, a water type who feared swimming...she shuddered at the thought regardless. The thought of germs...and what if she drowned? I mean, sure, Water Types could breath underwater, but still, there was a possibility right? Of course there was!
And what if there was an underwater volcano eruption? She'd be in the middle of it for sure! And Pokemon effected by the fog inside of the waters, and the thought of seaweed wrapping around her foot and keeping her down where no one could hear her screams-
Regardless, it was admittedly a tiny bit embarrassing to admit to her fear, but in the end of course it was reasonable. She often thought that the Water Types who were completely fine with the aspect were completely insane, if she were being honest, what with the germs, hypothermia, violent Pokemon, underwater volcanoes, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah...
The Buizel had her own routine that she tried her best to uphold. She was an early riser, doing her best to get up when no other Pokemon was awake so that she could sneak into her shop and hide there until her first customer would arrive to ask for something. It wasn't necessary for her occupation, but it was in terms to her in general. Talking to other Pokemon was like broccoli and cheese to her, only as it turns out the subject was worse than broccoli, so she gathered that it wasn't really for her. Even if she were to get into a hypothetical conversation with another, she'd just chatter on like an Aipom on a sugar high while saying something incredibly stupid that would either make them laugh at her (true, they either apologized or didn't laugh at all but Baldwin knew that they did on the inside!), or insult them to the point of pure rage (how was she supposed to know that the Pokemon effected by the fog were so sensitive; then again, who stops to talk to them, Baldwin you're such an idiot, augh-!). And when they laughed at her, it made Baldwin feel even more like a fool than she ever felt, and when they were mad...oh dear Arceus, when they were mad...
So she simply accepted the fact that she wasn't meant to socialize in the outside world aside from her work ethic. It was much simpler that way. Same with Dungeons and Monsters and stuff like that; let the other Pokemon handle the big stuff while she handled the medical stuff. It was simple as that.
But not today. Today was quite possibly one of the most horrific days of Baldwin's life: the day she overslept.
It wasn't even by much than usual, just about an hour. She wouldn't have been late or anything, that's for sure. Aside from that, it had been pretty slow, so she wouldn't be needed for another few hours. But in that extra hour of sleep, she woke up along with the rest of Andaluust, in which the world bustled into life like she had witnessed before when her shop didn't exist. Baldwin was just peering through the window with a dumbfounded expression as she stared at the outside world with a pale look on her face.
The buizel slowly shook her head as she backed away to he bed made of hay and tripped over it onto her tailbone. She felt her heart racing. "Oh, god, no, no, no," Baldwin whined, "You can't be serious! Whyyyyy...?"
In an attempt to calm herself, Baldwin tried to breathe calmly to herself. "It's fine, Baldy," she told herself, "Just breath...one...two...three...four...out...one...two...three...four...in...sigh..." she smiled calmly before looking back outside; upon noticing that there was more Pokemon than ten minutes ago she found her breathing technique turn into hyperventilation and she struggled to keep calm.
"PUT YOURSELF TOGETHER BALDWIN!"
Said Pokemon flinched at the sound of her own voice screaming out of her mouth. She covered her mouth and darted her eyes left and right. "...Okay..." she sighed, "Okay, Baldy, just...just go out and...and rush to the Guild. It'll be fine. No one will notice you if you rush it. Okay? Okay. Let's do it then..."
Baldwin nodded at her resolve and took a few cautious steps towards her front door. She grabbed the handle and-
Whistling, Baldwin turned around to flop onto her bed. "Oh well," she said, "Guess they're gonna have to replace me for the day. La-la-la~..." Baldwin pushed herself up from the hay and glared, "NO! I will not allow that! I have a job to do!"
Baldwin stood and marched over to the door again, reaching out for the handle-
"Buuuut...it wouldn't hurt to call in sick, would it...?" Baldwin shook her head, "How would I even do that? What does "calling in sick" even mean?!"
Baldwin reached for the handle and pulled back as her innerselves argued with one another, one saying that she needed to suck it up and get to the guild at all costs, and the other telling her to go back to bed and hide. It ended up getting violent, with a third voice butting into the discussion.
"I need to get to work, dammit!"
"NO! This is madness! I need to stay here where it's safe!"
"Guys, can't I just compromise with spying on the civilians like last time? I can wait for an opportunity to bolt it-!"
"That won't work, the last time I did that the other Pokemon noticed and mocked me!"
"Now, now, I don't remember them mocking me..."
"No, no, I'm right, they were totally mocking me like I wasn't looking. I saw them chitter! I SAW!"
"They weren't even looking at us-"
"YOU DON'T KNOW THAT!"
Baldwin suddenly slapped herself in the face, knocking herself onto the ground. She glared angrily. "Oh, OH, so that's how you wanna play it, huh!?" she growled, "Well, fine! Take this!"
Pow! She punched herself in the stomach.
"Oh yeah?! You wanna go buddy!"
Smack! She slapped herself across the face.
"I don't like this, please, stop fighting-!"
BAM! With whatever force she had, Baldwin somehow managed to flip herself towards the door, slamming it open and causing herself to topple out. She panted as she lied on the ground, slowly coming to terms with her actions and proceeded to blush madly as she inwardly prayed no one noticed her outburst. She stood to her feet and brushed off some dust, looking around with while she bit her bottom lip, shyly marching forward while in the back of her mind a voice was screaming that they were definitely gonna be spotted at this rate.
Her home was quaint, though wasn't the smallest building ever. Inside was a shallow pond, where she'd wade her feet in from time to time. She wouldn't dare swim in anything deeper. Such a folly, a water type who feared swimming...she shuddered at the thought regardless. The thought of germs...and what if she drowned? I mean, sure, Water Types could breath underwater, but still, there was a possibility right? Of course there was!
And what if there was an underwater volcano eruption? She'd be in the middle of it for sure! And Pokemon effected by the fog inside of the waters, and the thought of seaweed wrapping around her foot and keeping her down where no one could hear her screams-
Regardless, it was admittedly a tiny bit embarrassing to admit to her fear, but in the end of course it was reasonable. She often thought that the Water Types who were completely fine with the aspect were completely insane, if she were being honest, what with the germs, hypothermia, violent Pokemon, underwater volcanoes, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah...
The Buizel had her own routine that she tried her best to uphold. She was an early riser, doing her best to get up when no other Pokemon was awake so that she could sneak into her shop and hide there until her first customer would arrive to ask for something. It wasn't necessary for her occupation, but it was in terms to her in general. Talking to other Pokemon was like broccoli and cheese to her, only as it turns out the subject was worse than broccoli, so she gathered that it wasn't really for her. Even if she were to get into a hypothetical conversation with another, she'd just chatter on like an Aipom on a sugar high while saying something incredibly stupid that would either make them laugh at her (true, they either apologized or didn't laugh at all but Baldwin knew that they did on the inside!), or insult them to the point of pure rage (how was she supposed to know that the Pokemon effected by the fog were so sensitive; then again, who stops to talk to them, Baldwin you're such an idiot, augh-!). And when they laughed at her, it made Baldwin feel even more like a fool than she ever felt, and when they were mad...oh dear Arceus, when they were mad...
So she simply accepted the fact that she wasn't meant to socialize in the outside world aside from her work ethic. It was much simpler that way. Same with Dungeons and Monsters and stuff like that; let the other Pokemon handle the big stuff while she handled the medical stuff. It was simple as that.
But not today. Today was quite possibly one of the most horrific days of Baldwin's life: the day she overslept.
It wasn't even by much than usual, just about an hour. She wouldn't have been late or anything, that's for sure. Aside from that, it had been pretty slow, so she wouldn't be needed for another few hours. But in that extra hour of sleep, she woke up along with the rest of Andaluust, in which the world bustled into life like she had witnessed before when her shop didn't exist. Baldwin was just peering through the window with a dumbfounded expression as she stared at the outside world with a pale look on her face.
The buizel slowly shook her head as she backed away to he bed made of hay and tripped over it onto her tailbone. She felt her heart racing. "Oh, god, no, no, no," Baldwin whined, "You can't be serious! Whyyyyy...?"
In an attempt to calm herself, Baldwin tried to breathe calmly to herself. "It's fine, Baldy," she told herself, "Just breath...one...two...three...four...out...one...two...three...four...in...sigh..." she smiled calmly before looking back outside; upon noticing that there was more Pokemon than ten minutes ago she found her breathing technique turn into hyperventilation and she struggled to keep calm.
"PUT YOURSELF TOGETHER BALDWIN!"
Said Pokemon flinched at the sound of her own voice screaming out of her mouth. She covered her mouth and darted her eyes left and right. "...Okay..." she sighed, "Okay, Baldy, just...just go out and...and rush to the Guild. It'll be fine. No one will notice you if you rush it. Okay? Okay. Let's do it then..."
Baldwin nodded at her resolve and took a few cautious steps towards her front door. She grabbed the handle and-
Whistling, Baldwin turned around to flop onto her bed. "Oh well," she said, "Guess they're gonna have to replace me for the day. La-la-la~..." Baldwin pushed herself up from the hay and glared, "NO! I will not allow that! I have a job to do!"
Baldwin stood and marched over to the door again, reaching out for the handle-
"Buuuut...it wouldn't hurt to call in sick, would it...?" Baldwin shook her head, "How would I even do that? What does "calling in sick" even mean?!"
Baldwin reached for the handle and pulled back as her innerselves argued with one another, one saying that she needed to suck it up and get to the guild at all costs, and the other telling her to go back to bed and hide. It ended up getting violent, with a third voice butting into the discussion.
"I need to get to work, dammit!"
"NO! This is madness! I need to stay here where it's safe!"
"Guys, can't I just compromise with spying on the civilians like last time? I can wait for an opportunity to bolt it-!"
"That won't work, the last time I did that the other Pokemon noticed and mocked me!"
"Now, now, I don't remember them mocking me..."
"No, no, I'm right, they were totally mocking me like I wasn't looking. I saw them chitter! I SAW!"
"They weren't even looking at us-"
"YOU DON'T KNOW THAT!"
Baldwin suddenly slapped herself in the face, knocking herself onto the ground. She glared angrily. "Oh, OH, so that's how you wanna play it, huh!?" she growled, "Well, fine! Take this!"
Pow! She punched herself in the stomach.
"Oh yeah?! You wanna go buddy!"
Smack! She slapped herself across the face.
"I don't like this, please, stop fighting-!"
BAM! With whatever force she had, Baldwin somehow managed to flip herself towards the door, slamming it open and causing herself to topple out. She panted as she lied on the ground, slowly coming to terms with her actions and proceeded to blush madly as she inwardly prayed no one noticed her outburst. She stood to her feet and brushed off some dust, looking around with while she bit her bottom lip, shyly marching forward while in the back of her mind a voice was screaming that they were definitely gonna be spotted at this rate.