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Condesned Profile - JovanMight still be revised. This is mainly for Tawna's contest, but possible AU's as well.
Name: Jovan [last/middle name undecided]
Nicknames: Jo [dunno about others atm]
Hair: Deep/dark red-brown
Region Origin: Kanto
Hometown: Viridian City
Physical Condition: Fit and healthy. Though she enjoys candy and sweet food, she sees it more as a treat and eats a healthy diet. She also travels by foot a lot and enjoys exercise.
Occupation: Pokemon Trainer, Battle Researcher
Hobbies: swimming, diving, skating, skiing, training pokemon, being with friends in general
Signature Pkmn: Mainly her Gyarados, but may also be her Pikachu.
Clothes: she had a tendency to wear Capri's, shorts, or skorts. She has a deep dislike for dresses or something frilly, lacy or with a
Ficlet - Lucky or Unlucky"Oh, Wallace! What on Earth happened to you?!" Chasity wailed over the video phone, leaning closer to the screen.
"Eh?!" Wallace pulls back from the screen, then looks himself over, "O-oh... Well I had a bit of a run-in with a wild Ursaring when I was out with Shale the other day-"
Chasity's eyes go wide and she gasps, her hands flying to cover her mouth, "Oh dear! Please tell me he's alright!"
Wallace nervously smiles, "Oh yeah! Sure! He's perfectly fine, like I told Lita there isn't a scratch on him, I'm the only one who got hurt."
He rubs the back of his head and forces a smile and tries to cover it up with forced laughter.
Chasity's eyes shine with tears as she watches Wallace.
Wallace grows serious, dropping his hand from his head, "But seriously, it's no big deal. Don't worry about it. No long term damage. It's my own fault for not being better prepared."
"I-I suppose so... but please be more careful! When Fredrick went to fetch me and told me you were all banged up I was so worr
Trainer Tales 03"Hey! Wait a minute! Don't go running off on me!"
"... I wasn't running."
Jovan sighs as she jogs up behind Micheal, crashing into him as he stops suddenly and half turns. He looks down at her while she rubs arm.
"That hurt..." Jovan pouts up at him.
Smoke coloured eyes peer down at her. There's now a small trail of smoke coming from the end of the cigarette poking out of the corner of his mouth. Frowning Jovan folds her arms over my chest, "Smoking's bad! Not only for you, but for everyone else AND the environment!"
He rolls his eyes and sighs, turning away and looking off into Pallet Town's landscape, "Sorry, mother..." he sends Jovan a glance out of the corner of his eye and the corner of his mouth twitches. His gaze is relentless and almost seems like he isn't even blinking.
"What did you want. I don't have anything in particular to do right now, but I don't want to be babysitting."
Jovan's hands ball into fists as she stomps a foot on the ground and tries glaring at Micheal.
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