Under the Sea [Oleg]

[Oleg Kirrlov]

Walt tilted his head at the eevee. He was not hung over like his trainer, growing a smile onto his face as one of the wires on his back moved over to poke the eevee on the chest, sending faint electrical shocks across her chest, probably to tickle her. Walter let out what could be classified as a laugh.

Oleg slowly rose up, heading over back to his hole as he searched trough it before returning back to James and plonking his arse down. "Well. There's no girl in the hole. So I presume nothing happened. Not sure." He shook his head for a moment, grumbling. "Got any water. Or anything to drink. Not alcohol though."

[James Wharton]

Gabby squirmed as the little electrical shocks were sent through her body, they tickled.  She ended up squirming quite a bit, getting sand all over her again.  When Walter laughed she stopped, looked up, motioned with her paw to get on the sand, and began to roll in the sand.  It was fun really, rolling around in the nice warm sand.  It was relaxing, and it felt nice on her fur.  First she rolled left for a few feet, and then she rolled right for a feet, and repeated the process while she waited to see if the Electrivire would join in on the fun.

Simply watching Oleg as he rose James was slightly interested in what he was going to do, until he went to the hole.  It looked like he searched it for something, before heading back.  Apparently there were no girls there, so nothing probably happened.  Well, that isn't much of a surprise, considering how unlikely it was that he would have talked to a girl, much less anything else.  "Uh, no I aint got no water.  But, if you're really desperate I got some sunscreen."  He said, smiling slightly at his horrible sense of humour.

[Oleg Kirrlov]

"That'd kill me. Or at the very least make my chest hurt more." Oleg rolled his eyes, staring around the beach. There weren't that many people around, thank Arceus for that. "So. You want me to get the fuck out so you can enjoy yer day at the beach?" He tilted his head at James, looking at him with a look of not shame, nor a face of wanting pity, but with the face of someone tired of everything.

Walter chuckled, retracting his wire as he leaped down to the sand, beginning to roll around in it, the tips of his wires flashing and sparking, indicating he was enjoying himself.

[James Wharton]

"Hmm, what?  Oh, nah nah, if anything you made it more enjoyable.  There's no reason for you to leave."  He said, pausing for a moment.  "Unless you really want to leave, then I can't stop you there."  He said, before getting up.  Leaning down he grabbed his towel, his sand covered Pokeballs, and his bottle of sunscreen.  Setting the the Pokeballs and the bottle of sunscreen down he began to get the sand out of his towel by holding it up in the air, and shaking it.  It worked to an extent, he basically got all the sand off, only a little bit was left on it and that wouldn't kill him.  Laying it down now he patted it to make sure there wasn't anything under it, hoping that there wouldn't be another person or Pokemon under it.

Meanwhile while James was setting his things up again Gabby simply rolled back and forth, sometimes farther to one side than before, sometimes not so far on one side.  She did this without a care in the world with what she hoped to be her new friend, Walt.

[Oleg Kirrlov]

"Just gimme a moment. I know for sure I came here with my clothes." Oleg looked around, heading back to his hole in the sand as he dug around for a moment before pulling out a bag. "There we go. I guess I'll just sit around and get this buzzing outta my head before heading back to the dorm and... Doing something. I dunno." He looked around a bit, tabbing his chin. "Waait a shittin' second, now I remember. I did talk to a lady! Nothing happened though. She just wanted to know my age. And told me to go to sleep." He nodded sagely. That was what he remembered, anyways.

Walter, meanwhile chuckled as he after some rolling sat down, staying still and observing the eevee, clapping his hands at it.

[James Wharton]

Lying down on his towel James adjusted his glasses, before closing his eyes.  "So, what dorm are you in?  I'm in the nature dorm myself."  He said, ignoring his mention of talking to a women last night.  It was probably best to move away from that topic and talk about something nice while they're at the beach.  He wasn't quite sure was Oleg liked, so he just started off with basically the simplest question he could think of.  "Oh, and I'm James, my last names Wharton if you wanted to know."  He said, having forgotten that he hadn't introduced himself, and Oleg had.

After rolling around for a while Gabby finally came to a stop, hastily got up, and snorted.  It came out as as a somewhat high pitched squeak, and she simply tried to act as if nothing happened as she made her way towards Walt.  She was in a very happy mood currently, her tail was wagging and she had her head held up high.  So far nothing could ruin her day.

[Oleg Kirrlov]

"Bolt dorm. I think. Yeah, yeah, bolt dorm." Oleg nodded, simply sitting there as he scratched his chest, yawning. He then looked around once more, as if looking for something. "I think Hoare's here somewhere too. I think. I usually let him out for the night." He then finally found him, the giant rock with a 'stache floating behind James, seemingly having been somewhere else for most of the time.

Meanwhile, Walter simply grinned impishly as he then reached for the sand with his hand, cupping lots of it there before floating his hands above the eevee, and dropping most of it on her, laughing all the way.

[James Wharton]

Apparently Oleg had released yet another Pokemon before they'd met, knowing him he probably had his whole team out somewhere.  "Hoare eh?  What Pokemon is he, or she?"  He said, his eyes still closed.  His skin was warm from the sun, and there was a slight breeze coming in now.  Honestly, this day couldn't get any better, unless you know, money or something was given to him for free.  Something like that occurring wouldn't happen probably, but it was still nice to imagine what might happen.  Currently he was in his swim shorts, so it might be nice to head into the water after Oleg leaves, since it didn't look like he had a swimsuit.  But then again, he might have it in a bag or on one of his Pokemon, who knows what he'll have.

Sand, sand everywhere.  Walter dropped a hand full of sand upon her, which only lead to her shaking her body a few times, sending small bits of sand here and there.  Turning her head a bit now she saw Hoare, and wagged her tail.  Maybe Hoare could be a new friend?  She didn't really want to go over there and disturb the two trainers in an attempt to get Hoare's attention.  With a simple solution she nudged Walter with her paw a few times and waved her head at Hoare a few times.  Hopefully the Electrivire would understand this as a sign to get Hoare's attention in a quiet way.

[Oleg Kirrlov]

"Hoare's a probopass. Behind yer." Oleg nodded a bit, grunting. "I think I'm starting to get rid of my hangover. Anyways, eh... So... What do you do in your past time, I guess? I'm pretty crap at starting conversations while hung over." He tilted his head a bit, the pounding in his head indeed slowly but surely going away. What a relief.

Meanwhile, Walter noticed that the eevee poked him and nudged towards Hoare. Walt simply nodded, smiling as he waved over to Hoare, who then floated past the two trainers and stopped infront of the two pokemon, spinning around for a moment before slumping down into the sand.

[James Wharton]

"Eh, I usually just read or play some video game, or head out into the City.  I also you know, do my homework and study, basic things."  He said, with his eyes still closed.  "What about yourself?  Do you just wander about doing, stuff in the city?"  He asked, before stretching slightly.  He was kind of tired, which was sort of surprising.  He had gone to bed early last night, but maybe his body was just stiff.  Who knows, it didn't bother anyone, so it should be fine.  Wasn't like anyone was going to go insane because he simply stretched while at the beach.

Meanwhile Gabby tried to begin a game of tag with the Probopass.  She simply tapped him, and then ran away with her tail wagging.  She was hoping he got the gist as she stretched her front legs.  If he understood this game was going to be a piece of cake for her, she was small and light.  While he was big and, well, heavy.

[Oleg Kirrlov]

"I... Well. Homework. Go to town to buy groceries and stuff sometimes since cafeteria food sucks. Need to get a roomie so they can do that. And I kinda do internet stuff. Watch funny montages and things. And eh. I don't know. Stuff teens do. I guess." Oleg had never been that good with things like socializing, especially after just waking up. Nor had he been that connected to his generation, mostly only focusing on games and the internet.

Hoare's beady eyes followed the eevee along, humming softly as he then begun to slooooowly follow the eevee along. Walter smirked a bit, his eyes glowing blue as he snapped his fingers, using his psychic attack to lift the eevee into the air and keep her still while Hoare slowly floated over to her.

[James Wharton]

"Need a roomie to go grocery shopping?  Never heard of that before."  He said, grinning slightly.  "So, what types of montages do you watch?  The ones I usually watch are basically of people failing.  I don't feel too bad for them since it's their own stupidity for trying stupid stunts."  He said, recalling how many idiotic stunts he watched.  One person tried to jump into a pool, covered with ice.  A simple way to put the ending was the ice didn't break.  Another stunt he remembered was when someone tried to jump from the docks to a boat.  The guy ended up getting soaked, and probably a bruise from slamming against the boat.

Gabby grinned as the Probopass ever so slowly began to make its way towards her.  But that grin faded as fast as it had come, due to Walter cheating.  Dang cheaters, now she was floating in the air, but she had a small plan.  She tried to move her tail and, it appeared as if that was the one part of her tail that could move.  Perfect, just perfect.  With a swing of her tail she released various stars that collided into the sand, she had used Swift.  The sand went flying up into the air, and Gabby was hoping it would cause the psychic to focus on the sand since, it was blocking Walter and her.

[Oleg Kirrlov]

"I more mean... You know. Those on purpose badly made montages about games made to entertain you. It's a guilty pleasure." He shrugged a bit. He had tried to edit a few of his own, but it had ended rather badly. It was almost as bad as that one time he had dropped some rotten eggs into his own backpack by accident and it smelled like crap for the following month. He absently scratched his chin, letting out a grunt as he noticed how coarse it had gotten. "I need to shave."

Meanwhile, Walter indeed had to stop the psychic to keep the sand away. But, Hoare was not about to be stopped. Walt grinned, pulling his leg back as he then gave the giant nose a good kick on the back, sending him flying towards the eevee.

[James Wharton]

"Ah, cool cool."  He said, before he simply relaxed.  Taking in the cool breeze and warmth of the sun it made him think about how nice it was to be outside on days like these.  And having someone to talk to only made these days better.  That's what he thought at least.  Listening to Oleg's remark about how he needed to shave he thought for a moment, trying to remember if he had any facial hair.  He wasn't going to open his eyes and look, it might be rude, and he was simply too laze currently.  But now that he thought of it he did have a decent amount of facial hair that most people wouldn't have.  "So, how ya feeling?"  He asked, somewhat concerned as to how Oleg was feeling, after his nightly adventures and all that.

Aww yeah, who was the smartest Eevee out there?  She was, yep, this Eevee right here on the sand.  That's all that went through Gabbys head as he trotted away slowly, yet still faster than the Probopass, clearly proud.  That is, until the Probopass was kicked at her.  She had heard a big "clunk" and turned her head back, only to see Hoare flying towards her.  She tried to run, but her attempts were futile as the giant metal creature slammed into her.

[Oleg Kirrlov]

"Well. My chest doesn't hurt as much as it did before, and my legs don't hurt at all. My head's still pounding a bit, but eh." He continued scratching his chin for a long while, tapping it in thought while he did so. "I think I'll be able to actually go trough town without stumbling over or being looked at like I was some hobo. I think." He nodded to himself at that. Yes, yes, it was totally possible. Yes.

Hoare, meanwhile, after slamming against the eevee, looked down at it and moved one of his smaller noses to poke the eevee before turning around and slowly beginning to float away, humming happily.