Before even a syllable can escape from her breath, the friendly annotation of ‘yes, that’s my name! just call me Dawn, though’ that went along with her smile suddenly lost their path from her throat to vocals– much like have she lost her sense of identity.( but how hard she tries to find it within other people– cruel or kind, they were all the same to her. )
She was a girl with a gentle heart and touch, wishing to heal others in hope she’ll be able to heal herself along the way. Perhaps that’s why she ended up where she was with May– a girl much the opposite of her, someone, if they were to meet under other circumstances, would’ve taken pleasure to crushing the star girl in bits and pieces. How gratful Dawn is that would never come, as she admires May so much, and only wish to learn what she can from her.
A look of confusion, her eyebrows slightly arched forward in, her lips slightly apart from each other as they struggled to find anything to say. She knew best it’s not wise to react so suddenly with such treatment ( a lesson that had to be forcefully pounded into her over and over and over and over and over – ) which is why within the next few seconds, she reacted with a calm, yet quiet posture, as if the couch she sat on threaten to eat her alive.
“ I’m…. forgive me, but I don’t understand ? “
Not a lie, but not a truth.
he’s all too familiar with those who seem too nice, too SWEET, too...something. they were always hiding a BITTER HEART and a DARK PAST and if anything, brendan wanted everyone to KNOW what hoenn did to him. they made him a MARTYR, his childhood ripped from him because of dreams of championship and GOLD. in her brief smile he saw the eyes of news reporters as they crowd around his burnt body before he passed out, the smile of those that pitied him -- all of it was ROTTEN! rotten with some kind of underlying intention.
his expression doesn’t change. despite his icy words, brendan seems almost apathetic to the situation, not caring if the other is hurt or, if it ever gets to that point, cry. he has his arms crossed, brown eyes boring into her as if thoroughly examining her broken soul. oh, and he’s all too happy to break open the constellations she’s so lovingly crafted from the stars above.
❛ don’t play dumb with me, flores. you know exactly what i’m talking about. ❜ he shifts his weight, stare never leaving its place. ❛ i’ve read the articles that came out years ago. when sinnoh still hailed you as some kind of villain. what a complete 180 they did! ❜ he’s done his research once he found out his half-sister was dating someone called dawn flores ( he’s heard the name vaguely before, but now that he’s looked into it... ) .
❛ it’s weird, isn’t it? that you seem to know everything about may but she knows nothing about you. tell me, why is that? ❜ he steps forward ( o, star girl, this fire-risen boy will take the galaxies you call home and suffocate you with them! ) . ❛ what are you hiding? ❜
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