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 Posted: Fri Jul 19, 2013 7:47 pm
The Streets of Humilau City.
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Posted: Tue Nov 05, 2013 6:12 pm
 Axron Luxi Aura Guardian
Life isn't about winning.
Life isn't about defeating.
Life is what you make it out to be
And not what you define it. Axron gave a cough. He had been coughing badly these past days, but had dismissed it as a slight dust entering his lungs. Akihiko, his partner Lucario, thought otherwise.
Akihiko rolled his eyes and chided Axron, "Don't strain yourself, Master. You should heal yourself first before moving on." Axron shook his head. He had to keep on moving. Besides, where would he stay? He was a traveler by heart, and could not stay in a single place for long, before he felt restless and started to walk around.
Yawning a little due to the lack of sleep which was caught off by more coughing, Axron sighed. He could not talk, could not sleep, could not enjoy his meals due to this horrendous cough of his. Rubbing his throat, he drank some water, which did little to help him. Although he was in Humilau City, he had to go back to the HQ soon to report. Aura Guardians were his job and life after all. That man who saved him? Seems to be an Aura Guardian as well. Axron hoped to meet him soon.
Checking his Pokegear, he frowned. Ray and his sister, Ascray, seemed to have gone on their separate ways. Again. Groaning inwardly, he place his Pokegear away. What was the point of complaining? Ascray was a trainer and breeder, while Ray was a Pokemon Ranger. No point in not separating...
Keep it simple, don't look back.
We'll get through it somehow.
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