From: Insanellama <insanellama316NOSPAM@geocities.com>
Subject: [PW!] [Clan Caterpie]Celadon Continues
Date: Thursday, March 04, 1999 6:01 PM
Icy's color was returning as they wheeled down the street. "I want to
walk now," said Icy, hopping down. Since they were only about 70 yards
from the pokecenter, Insanellama sent rapidash to return the wheel
chair. Rapidash returned a couple of minutes later. Dev was once again
with the Clan. They walked towards the town square. When they got
there, there was a small crowd gathering. "What's going on," asked
Insanellama. The mayor is about to give a speech. "Oh," with that,
Clan Caterpie settled in to listen.
From: Insanellama <insanellama316NOSPAM@geocities.com>
Subject: [PW!] [Clan Caterpie] Celadon continues pt2
Date: Friday, March 05, 1999 5:49 PM
The mayor was meerly making a speech congratulating all the air show
competitors for copeteing. The crowd disappeared, and Random showed
the group the way to the Underground. As soon as they entered, they
split up a little. Insanellama and Lonewolf went to the bar for some
drinks. Icy and Dev, Toocold, and Firestorm went to the other end of
the bar to give Insanellama and Lonewolf a little time alone. Random
jumped up on the stage to play for a while. X walked over to corner,
and leaned against it, looking around to see if Ashley was there. He
didn't see her, so he settled into quiet contemplation.
Insanellama and Lonewolf finished their drinks and got up. They left,
heading for a country-western bar they saw down the street. When they
got there, "Standing outside the fire" was being played over the
speakers. As soon as they had sat down, "Just about right" by Black
Hawk came on. Insanellama couldn't help himself, and by the time the
words started, he was singing along. "Your blue might be grey, Your
less might be more, Your window to the world might be your own front
door, Your shineist day might come in the middle of the night, It's
just about right." Insanellama and Lonewolf continued talking. An
outside observer might have thought they were flirting.
~~~ Back at SPitz Bar~~~
X had his hat pulled down almost completely over his face. Dev, Icy,
Toocold and Firestorm were making a real ruccus, talking and laughing.
A drunk walked up to X. The others saw this and started to get up. It
was pointless they realized, they'd never get through the crowd.
"What's yer problem boy?" asked the drunk of X. X slowly pushed his
hat back up, and raised his head. "Problem sir," asked X. "Yea, you,
what the frick are u doing just standing there." said the Drunk. "Now,
I know this may be a strange concept for you, but there is something
known to most as thinking. I was thinking of someone who I met
earlier. Hey, your face looks familiar. I think you tried to bother a
certain girl a while ago. You met with a man with throwing knives I
believe, dressed similarly to myself." said X. "I don't know what yer
talkin about, some punk threw a few cheap shots at me earlier," he
said with a slur. "I am afraid you are sadly mistaken, the man had
throwing knives, and the man gave no cheap shots, he even warned you
thoroughly before he acted. You see, that as u say PUNK was me," X
smiled cooly. Just then X saw ashley walking in. "Not again," he
thought, "Look pal, just save yerself some pain, and me some time, and
get lost." The drunk turned around, seeing ashley, he agreed and
stumbled towards her. X stuck out a foot and tripped him. He then
lunged at the Drunk, tackeling him as he got up. He stepped on the
man's back as he walked towards Ashley. The drunk was spitting out
teeth at this point. "Good day my lady," said X bowing. X was back in
super-polite gear, and out of sarcasm. "Hello," said Ashley. By this
time, toocold had made it through the crowd, and dragged the drunk
into the street in a headlock. X saw this, and calmed down still
further.
