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Post by EtsukoNino on Apr 20, 2006 18:30:51 GMT -5
The windows were thick with ash...
A dizzying, sweet aroma came from the brick-built lab as the young woman inside scurried about, tearing up her unorganized lab for samples and specific ingredients.
Nearby, a Quilava watched the flustered woman tear up her desk.
"Ah! My notes!!" She shrieked, obviously, the stress of work getting to her. The woman, Ichigo, gave her pokemon a nervous glance. "Ooh..." She whined, glancing back at a series of stained test tubes and bottles on burners behind her.
"I reaaaalllly don't wanna blow anything up today!" She said t the Quilava, as if it would do something to prevent the disaster that was soon to come...
Wheeeee~~~~ Something began to whistle in the background.
Ker-rack. A blackened beaker began to crack...
"..."
"Qui-la-va." The pokemon replied, bowing slightly and ducking for cover under what used to be a bookshelf.
"Ho--...."
BAM!
Smoke was everywhere, going out cracks in the windows and doors. A green juice splattered all over the windows.
A series of coughs came from inside, signalling to anyone who cared that Ichigo was alive and well inside.
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