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Strengths
Tenacious - Once Sophie has set her mind on something, there is nothing anyone can do or say to stop her. It matters not how hard the work is, or how impossible the odds are, she...
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Sophie wants so badly to be a strong, independent woman, someone who is more than just another daughter in a long line of names. But she isn't quite there yet. She is still used to the taste of...
Ch-thunk. There was blood in her mouth. Ch-thunk. She could taste the iron on her tongue from biting back the tidal wave of emotions boiling up inside her. Ch-thunk. With each step up the stairs, one of her many suitcases banged against the step. Ch-thunk. Ugh, her hands were so sweaty, it was...
Farren paled at Aerika's words. Was she truly that naive? "No, no, no, it's nothing like that. The ocean is alive, girl, and she's wicked mad right now. Going swimming today is like thinking 'fine' means she's fine. That's just not smart, my friend." Man, and he thought he had a reckless streak...
"Okay, a city girl, I see. You have a name, Unova?" He'd ask with a grin, "For fun? Lot's to do when we aren't caged in like this. I just finished playing with one of the stray Pokemon a bit ago."
He turned to Pip, "Nice to meet you, friend. I volunteer with the VCA, doing some Pokemon...
Farren raised a large hand in greeting, "Welcome! Not much, just watching the storm roll in. Weird isn't it?" He once more looks to the sky, "Spent my whole life on the ocean and never seen nothing like this. Trying to decide if it's a really cranky Pokemon or some strange hurricane." The storm...
Farren had tried to spend the day inside, but once against his restlessness had gotten the better of him. By mid-morning, he had found himself wandering the streets, gripping the straps of his backpack as the lightning flashed overhead. He was contemplating visiting that Chingling he had found...
Farren chuckled and grip the kid's hand firmly, and slap a hand on Nero's shoulder, "It's my pop's boat, and you're right, I am crew. Or was. Who could turn down an adventure like this? Farren, Farren Marco, good to meet you!" His bright blue eyes looked up over his glasses into the sky...
Farren was feeling a lot better after his game of hide and seek with the Chimecho. A little uneasy still, partly from the storm but also for leaving the cute little guy alone in the alley where he'd found him and partly because he could still hear the little guy's chime following him through the...
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