in a trap of our own creation-- [ashley]

[RYUU SAVAGE]

[atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, padding: 7px; margin-top: 18px; background: #FAFAFA;; width: 436px; -moz-border-top-left-radius: 150px; border-top-left-radius: 150px; -webkit-border-top-left-radius: 0px; border: 3px solid #610B0B, bTable][STYLE=position: relative; z-index: 2; width: 100px; height: 100px; border-radius: 100px; -moz-border-radius: 100px; -webkit-border-radius: 100px; border: 3px solid #610B0B; background: url(http://a.random-image.net/zerohour/darkmousy.jpg); float: top; margin-top: -27px; margin-left: -27px] [/style][STYLE=position: relative; z-index: 1; color: #610B0B; float: left; text-align: right; font-family: georgia; font-size: 26pt; font-georgia;: lowercase; width: 238px; margin-top: -80px; line-height: .9; border-bottom: 3px solid #610B0B; padding-left: 65px]ryuu savage[/style] [STYLE=text-align: justify; font-family: Tw Cen MT; font-size: 8pt; color: #B00B0B; width: 215px; float: left; margin-top: -60px; line-height: .7; padding-left: 80px]They catch us with the matches and ignite the flame. There go the hopes of a youth they deemed fuckin' insane. But I will not die in the night but in the light of the sun with the ashes of this world in my lungs![/style] [STYLE=color: #929292;; background: transparent; width: 380px; text-align: justify; padding: 10px; font-size: 11px; margin-top: -25px; font-family: arial]”Cyn!” Tyche cried straight into Ryuu’s ear, making the Executive give a very undignified jump of fright. His head whipped around to glare at the little fire mouse, the movement slowed by the aftereffects of sleep. ”What?!” He snapped at her crossly, upset that his nap had been interrupted. The Pokemon, used to his moods as she was, simply ignored him. There were more important things to be done than sleeping the day away, after all. She hopped from her perch on his shoulder down to the piece of furniture he as currently using as a footrest- in technical terms, his desk. Yes, as uncivilized as the kid was, he had a desk. Had an entire office, in fact, one of he side-effects of being an Executive, rather than some nameless grunt. And, as incredibly grateful for his promotion as he was, he really despised his office. Because his office meant that some higher-up had finally managed to drag his lazy ass back to Headquarters, forcing him to do -he shuddered at the word- paperwork. The Cyndaquil rolled her eyes at him, bouncingin place upon the massive pile of forms. The last thing she needed was for her trainer to get into it with one of the admins yet again because of some meaningless papers. It wouldn’t kill him to work for one day, would it? Yet, judging by the glare Ryuu was giving her, she sensed that he disagreed. With one last sad chirp, she climbed back up to his shoulder, burying her nose in his neck. He grumbled darkly at her, but swung his legs off the desk nonetheless, turning his gaze to the huge stack. He supposed that the faster he got this done, the faster the admins would let him leave this horrible, stuffy place. With a resigned sigh, he fished around for a pen, before leaning over the first of the papers... His thoughts were interrupted by a loud rap at the door. Tyche growled softly in annoyance: she'd finally gotten the master working, and here he was being distracted! Ryuu just grinned at her, waving a hand in the general direction of the door and muttering that whoever it was could come in. A rather nervous-looking Grunt hesitantly pushed open the door, peering at the Executive shyly. He simply laughed. "Dun worry, kid, I dun bite. If anythin', I'm glad ya saved me from... that." He spared the stack of papers a disgusted look, before directing his gaze back to the Grunt. "So. Wassup?" The kid, taken aback at his casual attitude, looked a bit lost. "I... Uh. I h-have something for you. From the boss." One eyebrow shot up Ryuu's face in a surprised look. "Oh, really? Bring it 'ere." The Grunt took several steps forward, thrusting a single page into the Executive's hand before fleeing. Tyche gave her master an odd look, and he laughed. "S'pose my reputation proceeded me. Well, let's take a look, eh?" Upon closer examination, the letter was, indeed, from the boss. Scanning through it quickly, Ryuu's face fell. His hand involuntarily clenched around the paper as he scowled, his voice coming out in an angry hiss. "The nerve of these people... A partner! Like I need a partner!" He practically snarled in his anger, massive ego wounded. He didn't need a babysitter, dammit! His Pokemon, upon hearing his furious tone, patted him on the head, trying to calm him down. "Quil..." She chirped softly, hoping he wouldn't try to take his anger out on anyone... But, before anything could be done about the already unstable situation, another loud knock sounded at the door. Damn. Scowling ferociously from behind his massive stack of paperwork, he snarled, "Whaddya want?"[/style] [STYLE=color: #6f6363; border-left: 2px solid #610B0B; width: 380px; text-align: justify; padding-left: 5px; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; font-family: arial; line-height: 1]note: meh. i dun like that post. sorry, i'm pretty busy this weekend. otherwise it wouldn't sound so rushed. >_<[/style] [STYLE=color: #6f6363; border-left: 2px solid #610B0B; width: 380px; text-align: justify; padding-left: 5px; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; font-family: arial; line-height: 1]credits: made by amayayaya of BTN[/style]

[ASHLEY MARTINEAU]

[atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][STYLE=background-color: #302B2B; border: 5px solid #883A48; width: 400px; border-radius: 50px 75px 0px 50px; -moz-border-radius: 50px 75px 0px 50px; margin: 35px 0px 0px 50px;] [STYLE=float: left; background: url(http://i1124.photobucket.com/albums/l569/Milk_Uchiha/Riniconloveiswar.png); width: 100px; height: 100px; border: 5px solid #883A48; border-radius: 20px 20px 0px 20px; -moz-border-radius: 20px 20px 0px 20px; margin: -25px 0px 0px -25px;] [/style] [STYLE=color: #A05668; font-family: georgia; font-size: 32px; font-style: none; font-weight: bold; letter-spacing: -3px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: left; line-height: 24px; margin: 10px 0px 0px 85px; border-bottom: 1px dotted #A05668; width: 290px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 5px;] TAKE ME, I'M ALIVE [/style] [STYLE=background-color: #464040; width: 260px; height: 40px; padding: 5px 5px 5px 30px; margin: 0px 0px 0px 85px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; line-height: 8px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; color: #9E9797;] i never was a girl with a wicked mind, but everything looks better when the sun goes down, i had everything, opportunities for eternity, and i could belong to the night. eyes, your eyes, i can see in your eyes, your eyes. you make me wanna die, i'll never be good enough. [/style] [STYLE=margin: 0px 20px 0px 20px; width: 360px;] [STYLE=margin: -10px 0px 0px 0px; width: 180px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15px; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #A05668; text-align: left;]tagged,[/style] [STYLE=margin: -4px 0px 0px 0px; background-color: #464040; width: 160px; padding: 5px 10px 5px 10px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; line-height: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; color: #9E9797; text-align: justify;]ryuu![/style] [STYLE=margin: -34px 0px 0px 180px; width: 180px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15px; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #A05668; text-align: left;]words,[/style] [STYLE=margin: -4px 0px 0px 180px; background-color: #464040; width: 160px; padding: 5px 10px 5px 10px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; line-height: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; color: #9E9797; text-align: justify;]lazy![/style] [STYLE=margin: -26px 0px 0px 0px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15px; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #A05668; text-align: left;]in character,[/style] [STYLE=margin: -4px 0px 0px 0px; background-color: #464040; padding: 10px; height: 300px; overflow: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9.5px; text-transform: lowercase; color: #9E9797; text-align: justify;]To be honest, Ashley isn't too happy about being at someone's beck and call. Granted, she said that she was fine with her position, not exactly wanting to climb higher to be an admin. And she was, really. Ashley knew that being a rocket admin, whilst wielding power and prestige, at the same time also essentially meant that you had to handle a lot of morons, and at the same time face a lot of paperwork. And Ashley Martineau hated paperwork. She hated sitting at a desk, writing or typing away. The girl was a very hands-on type of person, and she adored the flexibility and field work that was required of a rocket executive, which was why Ashley never aimed to climb the hierarchy ladder. However, she still found it difficult to bend to their will when she was summoned though. It made the girl feel like a genie, the way she had to go running to their summons like she was some servant... which Ashley supposed she essentially was, apparently. But she did hate being made to feel that way. Either way though, she had no choice, hence why when the message through Delibird came to her, Ashley had abandoned her post in the outskirts of Johto, and Icarus had flown her back to the headquarters. Passing Saffron City's boundaries before the giant Salamence began his descent down to a large field used mainly for such purpose, Ashley checked once more to make sure she looked at least decent for a meeting with their heads. Shorts, black tank and denim biker vest, check. Her blonde hair looked a mess, windswept and all over the place after commanding Icarus to fly at top speed back, but she couldn't care less. Ashley merely gave it a sweep through with her fingers, getting the front of it out of her sky-blue eyes, before recalling her pokemon in to her pokeball, and began the jog towards the entrance. Right there waiting at the entrance though, was a smug looking, rather confident appearing grunt, who flicked off an imaginary piece of lint off his shirt as Ashley approached. The girl plucked the extended piece of missive for her, but before she could pry the sealed letter with her fingers, the grunt spoke, voice all suave and dripping with faked smoothness. "Miss Martineau, anyone ever told you you have hair that looks like spun gold?" Ashley didn't know if she wanted to laugh or cuff the young one, obviously a year or two younger then her. So instead, the girl settled for a roll of her eyes, and patted the grunt's head gently, almost like a mother doing that to her child. "Well, I can't sell it for money so my hair is pretty useless, isn't it?" Ignoring the rather fazed and dazed look the grunt wore after Ashley shot her retort at him, she began wandering in to headquarters, before the words on the missive sunk in and she stopped, staring open mouthed. A partner? A partner?! What, were they doubting her abilities now? Ashley Martineau worked perfectly fine on her own! She hated working with someone else actually. She had her own form of strategy and battle plans all worked out. Her team melded beautifully together under her strategizing, and she didn't need someone else messing up her flow! The blue eyes she possesed quickly flew down to the missive again, gaining the information of her supposed 'partner', before her lithe feet quickly brought her to the row of executive offices. The loud knock came from her, but Ashley barely registered the snarl, barging in without even a by-your-leave, and waved the piece of letter agitatedly. "What do you want Savage? If you feel lonely on your assignments, go look for some simpering miss to entertain you. I don't need your 'pleasant' company!" Ashley snapped, her eyes blazing like an icy wind. She's head of Ryuu Savage before, but has made a point to stay out of his way. Not because she was scared, but because from what she's heard of him from her colleagues, Ashley was quite sure she wouldn't deal well with him. And now she was supposed to be his partner? What kind of a joke was this? [/style] [STYLE=margin: -26px 0px 0px 0px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15px; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #A05668; text-align: left;]notes,[/style] [STYLE=margin: -4px 0px 0px 0px; background-color: #464040; padding: 10px; height: 30px; overflow: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; text-transform: lowercase; color: #9E9797; text-align: justify;] lyrics from the pretty reckless's make me wanna die.[/style] [/style] [/style] [STYLE=margin: -10px 10px 0px 0px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; font-weight: bold; text-align: right;] template by DARKEE of BTN.[/style]

[RYUU SAVAGE]

[atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, padding: 7px; margin-top: 18px; background: #FAFAFA;; width: 436px; -moz-border-top-left-radius: 150px; border-top-left-radius: 150px; -webkit-border-top-left-radius: 0px; border: 3px solid #610B0B, bTable][STYLE=position: relative; z-index: 2; width: 100px; height: 100px; border-radius: 100px; -moz-border-radius: 100px; -webkit-border-radius: 100px; border: 3px solid #610B0B; background: url(http://a.random-image.net/zerohour/darkmousy.jpg); float: top; margin-top: -27px; margin-left: -27px] [/style][STYLE=position: relative; z-index: 1; color: #610B0B; float: left; text-align: right; font-family: georgia; font-size: 26pt; font-georgia;: lowercase; width: 238px; margin-top: -80px; line-height: .9; border-bottom: 3px solid #610B0B; padding-left: 65px]ryuu savage[/style] [STYLE=text-align: justify; font-family: Tw Cen MT; font-size: 8pt; color: #B00B0B; width: 215px; float: left; margin-top: -60px; line-height: .7; padding-left: 80px]They catch us with the matches and ignite the flame. There go the hopes of a youth they deemed fuckin' insane. But I will not die in the night but in the light of the sun with the ashes of this world in my lungs![/style] [STYLE=color: #929292;; background: transparent; width: 380px; text-align: justify; padding: 10px; font-size: 11px; margin-top: -25px; font-family: arial]Now, Tyche was generally a pretty laid-back Pokemon. She put up with her Master's moods easily, calming him down and serving as a sort of conscience for the hot-headed kid. But never, in her short but exciting little life, had she seen someone else act quite like her Master. Looking at this girl was sort of like looking in a mirror -had Ryuu been short, blonde, and female. Still, the anger sparking in their eyes was identical; they were creatures of the same spirit. One psycho she could put up with. Dealing with two of them? Was just a bit beyond her job description. Having both Executive Martineau and Executive Savage, in such close proximity, forced to actually work together... The idea terrified her out of her mind. Thus, she was currently hiding her face, attempting to bury herself in her Master's jacket- and failing epicly. Normally, Ryuu would have scolded her for acting so stupid. Really, she was the Pokemon of a Team Ravage Executive! It was of no importance that she was his favorite. It didn't matter that she showed such incredible potential. She was still someday going to be a fighter, a killer. And this whole hiding thing had to stop eventually... But then, he had more important things to think about right now. Like how the hell he was going to look intimidating when he could barely see over his huge stack of paperwork. Now, he'd done business with all sorts of shady characters in his dealings as a Rocket. He'd dealt with sneaky men, rebellious men, paranoid men, men who lied like rugs. And yet, never in his considerable career had he met someone with a temper to rival his own. And a little blonde girl, at that! Perhaps, if he'd been in a better mood, he'd have admired her. Smirked at her, cracked a joke or two, and left it at that. But an entire day of being cooped up here in this blasted office, combined with the foul mood that had come with the missive... If this chick didn't cool down, and fast, someone was gonna get hurt. And hey, if that damn paperwork got destroyed in the process, all the better. Ruby orbs sparking with rage, the Executive glowered at his newly-assigned "partner". His entire body stilled, going completely rigid, as he gave her the best death-glare he could muster. Of course, he was sinking lower into his chair by the second (and therefore rapidly becoming much shorter than the girl), and his adorable baby mouse was busy snuggling into his shoulder. Frankly, he looked like a pouting six-year-old, who'd just been caught playing in his father's office. Really not the best look for an Executive with a reputation like his... He contended himself with snarling at her again, hoping that his feral tone and blood-red eyes would make up for his otherwise unflattering position. "Like I asked for this?!" His gaze flickered up and down her lean frame, coming to rest on her blonde locks and sparkling sapphire eyes. "Ya really are as stupid as they make ya out t'be, if ya thought I'd waste my time with your kind." Now, of course he'd heard of Ashley Martineau. As far as he could tell, she was a free agent, a loose cannon, rather like himself. A bloodthirsty, power-hungry, lying, two-faced bitch. And with a temper to match his own, too. What game was the Boss playing, in pairing these two together? Because this was most definitely a match made in hell.[/style] [STYLE=color: #6f6363; border-left: 2px solid #610B0B; width: 380px; text-align: justify; padding-left: 5px; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; font-family: arial; line-height: 1]note: i feel so slow. xD i'll try to get better.[/style] [STYLE=color: #6f6363; border-left: 2px solid #610B0B; width: 380px; text-align: justify; padding-left: 5px; font-size: 11px; margin-top: 0px; font-family: arial; line-height: 1]credits: made by amayayaya of BTN[/style]

[ASHLEY MARTINEAU]

[atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][STYLE=background-color: #302B2B; border: 5px solid #883A48; width: 400px; border-radius: 50px 75px 0px 50px; -moz-border-radius: 50px 75px 0px 50px; margin: 35px 0px 0px 50px;] [STYLE=float: left; background: url(http://i1124.photobucket.com/albums/l569/Milk_Uchiha/Riniconloveiswar.png); width: 100px; height: 100px; border: 5px solid #883A48; border-radius: 20px 20px 0px 20px; -moz-border-radius: 20px 20px 0px 20px; margin: -25px 0px 0px -25px;] [/style] [STYLE=color: #A05668; font-family: georgia; font-size: 32px; font-style: none; font-weight: bold; letter-spacing: -3px; text-transform: lowercase; text-align: left; line-height: 24px; margin: 10px 0px 0px 85px; border-bottom: 1px dotted #A05668; width: 290px; padding: 0px 0px 0px 5px;] TAKE ME, I'M ALIVE [/style] [STYLE=background-color: #464040; width: 260px; height: 40px; padding: 5px 5px 5px 30px; margin: 0px 0px 0px 85px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; line-height: 8px; text-align: justify; text-transform: lowercase; color: #9E9797;] i never was a girl with a wicked mind, but everything looks better when the sun goes down, i had everything, opportunities for eternity, and i could belong to the night. eyes, your eyes, i can see in your eyes, your eyes. you make me wanna die, i'll never be good enough. [/style] [STYLE=margin: 0px 20px 0px 20px; width: 360px;] [STYLE=margin: -10px 0px 0px 0px; width: 180px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15px; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #A05668; text-align: left;]tagged,[/style] [STYLE=margin: -4px 0px 0px 0px; background-color: #464040; width: 160px; padding: 5px 10px 5px 10px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; line-height: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; color: #9E9797; text-align: justify;]ryuu![/style] [STYLE=margin: -34px 0px 0px 180px; width: 180px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15px; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #A05668; text-align: left;]words,[/style] [STYLE=margin: -4px 0px 0px 180px; background-color: #464040; width: 160px; padding: 5px 10px 5px 10px; font-family: arial; font-size: 9px; line-height: 10px; text-transform: lowercase; color: #9E9797; text-align: justify;]lazy![/style] [STYLE=margin: -26px 0px 0px 0px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15px; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #A05668; text-align: left;]in character,[/style] [STYLE=margin: -4px 0px 0px 0px; background-color: #464040; padding: 10px; height: 300px; overflow: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9.5px; text-transform: lowercase; color: #9E9797; text-align: justify;]Ashley was not happy, and a blind person with dulled senses and a dimmed mind could see that. Her eyes were practically spitting fire as she stood there glaring at Savage... even if she was distracted by the Cyndaquil he currently had hiding in his jacket collar. Were all his pokemon as tiny and easily afraid? Ashley had no idea, she's only heard of how easily Ryuu Savage was set off, short fused and to be honest, quite a lot like her, as much as Ashley liked to say otherwise. Besides, the idea of working together with anyone at all, put her in a horrible mood, the idea of working with Savage? That just made Ashley want to rip some heads off, preferably his. So whilst she was momentarily distracted by the Cyndaquil (whom she found absolutely adorable, for even if she was rocket, Ashley treated her pokemon with utmost care), Ashley returned to the matter at hand quickly enough, completely unfazed by his death glare as she stood her ground, meeting him head on. But what surprised her though, at the back of her mind, was that if the girl wasn't mistaken... was he shrinking? Ashley was a short girl, even by normal standards. Five feet flat isn't exactly much to crow about, and those in the taller regimentals were taller then her even when they sat. Yet here he was, with what Ashley considered quite a bit shorter then he was a minute or two ago, and that was getting to be quite... irritating really. Under normal circumstances, Ashley would have been amused, probably threw a barb or two at him and verbally sparred somewhat. Now she was just incensed, and when she was angry, Ashley tended to be direct,and very blunt. Their eyes almost glittered with the intensity of dislike. Just what were the rocket admins thinking anyway, putting these two together? It was like putting two lighted fuses together, and just sitting back waiting for another huge nuclear bomb to just wipe out the headquarters. Barely even flinching as he snarled, Ashley rolled her eyes, and resisted the urge to kick him like a six-year old would. "Stupid, Savage? You've been hallucinating. The only idiot they call around here is you." Ashley snarled right back, her cropped hair whipping around sharply around her neck as she turned to direct a pin-point glare at Ryuu in rage. She was not happy with having to work with a partner, but if the admins wanted her to have one, couldn't they have picked someone with a little more finesse. Crumpling up the letter she still had in her hands, she tossed it carelessly on some random surface in his room, before turning towards Ryuu, hands on her hips, glare still fully in place. "The only one wasting time around here is me. Why else would they put you to do paperwork until I could come babysit you? If only you had had more sense to act less like a five-year-old, we wouldn't be here at all!" Why yes, of course! The more Ashley thought about it, the more she was convinced that she was here merely because Ryuu had messed up somewhere and needed a keeper for osmetime. But why her?! Ashley knew she was a harsh taskmaster, but she really didn't relish spending any time at all with Ryuu Savage. [/style] [STYLE=margin: -26px 0px 0px 0px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 15px; font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; letter-spacing: -1px; color: #A05668; text-align: left;]notes,[/style] [STYLE=margin: -4px 0px 0px 0px; background-color: #464040; padding: 10px; height: 30px; overflow: auto; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; text-transform: lowercase; color: #9E9797; text-align: justify;] lyrics from the pretty reckless's make me wanna die. notes: don't worry about it! i'm just fast cause i'm incredibly bored. xD[/style] [/style] [/style] [STYLE=margin: -10px 10px 0px 0px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 9px; font-weight: bold; text-align: right;] template by DARKEE of BTN.[/style]