[Inexplicably, and intensely, the cold feeling in his chest seemed to shoot up to his throat. He couldn't talk, he didn't know why. He felt Frankie's fingers in his hair, knew that they were still locked in a sort of embrace, but... he didn't feel safe. Not at all. Wordlessly, not really wanting to, he squeaked in an affirmative response. Maybe he would tell him something about himself. It would be a learning experience for Green, understanding how a Pokemon can become so acclimated with Team Rocket. Then why the sudden feeling like he wanted to throw up? Was it just him or did that too sweet smell of Ivysaur's sap and pollen start seeping into his nostrils again?]
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Date: 2011-03-24 02:19 am (UTC)