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catching up to do - Harley&Charon

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@coolteachxr​:

Life went on as usual for him. There’s been a few wild moments, but for the most part, it’s been pretty tame for what he’s used to. Harley likes how he can just focus on the more mundane aspects of his job. He has the time to think on what he could do to spruce up the classroom, for example. His mind is often filled with other matters, so this really wasn’t something that he’d think about. With this lull in his life, though, he’s able to and he wants to do something about it.

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Charon nearly jumped out of her shoes when she heard Harley sneakin’ up behind her as chalk also dropped to the ground. She definitely wasn’t about to vandalize school property just now.

“H-hello!” she whipped her head around to greet the stranger behind her before meeting an incredibly familiar face. Something about that giant hair, lax eyes and smirk seemed eerily reminiscent. It was honestly giving her deja vu, especially since apparently he knew her too. It took her a couple of seconds of looking back between him and the name label on the box while digging in the crevices of her old grandma brain before she finally figured out what two plus two was. “Harley?! Harley Jackson? Harley!!????” Charon kept saying his name like it was going out of fashion, but seeing an old friend was almost as rare as finding a shiny, and he was a welcome in her life any day. “I can’t believe it! Out of all places, I didn’t think I’d find you in a school.”  Granted, she probably should’ve figured it out by the name on the box label and the fact she partially remembered a Harley that wanted to become a teacher, but that didn’t matter right now; The most important thing was that she had his plant and that she wasn’t going to get fired. “Honestly, I thought I  would’ve ended up living in the mountains like that one Red guy.” she shrugged, “Buuuuut... Delivering plants and whatever is a little better, I guess. Especially since it let me see your mopey face again.” Charon snickered, remembering all the times he would come to her with college or friend problems.  “Before I forget, could you sign this?” she handed him the clipboard, barely able to holdin her laughter, “So honored to do business with you, Mr. Jackson.” 

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catching up to do - Harley&Charon

meeting up with the coolest guy around! - @coolteachxr​

If she knew she was basically carting around plants all over town, then she wouldn’t have taken the job. Relaxing her ass, this was torture! The plants were heavy as hell, people kept trying to get their money back because of “quality” and a bunch of other farmer lingo she didn’t understand, like just take the flower and go, yelling at her now isn’t going to solve anything. Luckily, some trainer school would be her last job for the day and she could collect her check and go the fuck home.

She peered into the class through the door windows, trying to find a room that looked like a biology class, whatever that looked like. They all looked the same to her: kids sleeping, a teacher’s seemingly endless rambles, and a classroom wouldn’t be complete with a whiteboard cluttered with diagrams and concepts written on it. It made her feel a little bad knowing that kids more than half her age are practically geniuses compared to her, but that’s just how life really be. Soon enough, those kids will be outsmarted too.

At the end of the hall, she spotted a classroom that stuck out from the rest, she wanted to take a closer look at the drawings on the blackboard, but didn’t want to look like a weirdo.

“Helllloooooo~? Is a Mr. Harley here?” she knocked on the door and let herself in, if it was the wrong class then she’d just apologize and leave, but she just had to see the blackboard in person. Call it a weird obsession, but she can’t not touch a blackboard.

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『 𝔾 』— Saturn’s eyes narrow as he watches the woman explain the situation, trying to discern whether or not she’s telling the truth.Years by Cyrus’ side have taught him a thing or two about how to read others. Based on her reaction. it seems as though she’s being honest with him. However, there are still some things that don’t quite check out for the former Commander.

With one last glance at the crude drawing, Saturn crumples up the paper and looks back up at the stranger. “Fine,” he states finally, his tone more leveled. “I suppose someone as loud && bothersome as you couldn’t have done this.” No, it would have been someone sneakier and smaller and highly unimaginative_ ( — meaning, it’s probably someone not worth his time. __) Not someone who would scream and chase him across half the city.

She sighed in relief when the man let her off the hook, though it should’ve been obvious from the beginning that it couldn’t have been her in the first place. What kind of weirdo spoils their own prank?

“And not to continue to being a bother, but I think a basic ‘thank you’ is waiting to be said here.” Jesus, you’d think someone would be a little more grateful that they were saved from being a potential city laughingstock. "But I do accept praises and applauds, either or both are fine with me." She teased, but considering how he almost blew up over an innocent prank, it's likely none of the above would be happening.

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@lightrecon:

Perhaps she did not notice, but Dulse hardly found himself affected by her nearly knocking into him, or even that his sleeve was torn. Call him oblivious, or call him steadfast, he honestly had not seen the problem before she pointed it out to him. He tilted his head to a side. “Expensive…? No, I don’t believe so,” and he moved his gaze to the scarf she soon tied to his upper arm. How did that even get there? Was a bicycle really capable of those sorts of things?

Apparently so.

Much like a confused Kecleon, he tilted his head this way and that at the gaudy scarf that was now a new accessory to his ripped jacket. Admittedly, it was one of the outfits that he had Zossie had shopped for, and, well, he was able to afford it with his paltry earnings, so it must not have been worth that much.

“You would think so…?” He asked, a little flattered, “Ah, thank you. Your generosity is greatly appreciated, but… I cannot accept this. It is yours.” He stated modestly, “Or at least, I certainly must repay you somehow for this gift. It is only fair.”

Charon watched him in confusion, wondering if she had somehow made the situation worse by trying to fix it which quite frankly happened more than she would like when she manages to land herself in these situations. Actually she was prepared for him to blow up in her face and go off about lawsuits and property damage and whatever threats he had up his sleeves. But actually.. He seemed pretty curious about the scarf like he had never seen one before; Charon couldn’t blame him though, it is a beautiful scarf. “Are you really sure? I mean.. More importantly, you’re not hurt right?” Now that she’d gotten a closer look at him, his outfit looked pretty out of this world even by her standards and he didn’t seem hurt as fair as she knew thank God, cross that off on her anxiety list. She couldn’t exactly put her finger on what the suit was even made of, hell she was even wondering how her bike even managed to tear through the thing, but she assumed that it must cost a pretty penny considering that it was a first time for her to see such a suit.

“Of course I think so! My fashion sense rivals that of an elite like Elesa, I can’t be wrong when it comes to aesthetics!” She wasn’t lying, but God, she can’t risk making him more upset than he (probably) already was. Though when he offered to give her something back in return, Charon was a little more than confused. “If you don’t want it I guess I can’t force it on you..” The last thing she would want is to make the guy uncomfortable.

“And I did fuck up your jacket, don’t worry about paying me back or whatever. You can ask for anything, there’s a price limit though, but other than that anything.”

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@trainercenric​:

    Cenric felt an odd wave of relief as she jumped off the bike to walk at a regular pace alongside him. For a moment there, he had an irrational worry that he’d be left to jog the entire route in a vain attempt to keep up. Dismounting, she looked a little unstable, prompting him to automatically hold an arm out just in case, but his assistance was ultimately unneeded. Awkwardly, he used it to clear his throat instead; covering his mouth as he quietly sputtered. The Dragonite behind him let out a grumbling growl-like noise, as if urging them to get going already.

  “I… don’t think that’ll be much of a problem.”

    In moments like these Curtana was all bark and no bite, more grumpy from the lack of food and rest than she was aggressive – but to other trainers, she probably looked like an emergency trip to the Pokemon Center just waiting to happen. It was no wonder the Darumaka still wasn’t pleased to have them around.

    At least it’s trainer appeared to be much friendlier.

    Glancing down at the handful of treats offered towards him, there was only a moment of hesitation before he scooped them up for Curtana to take, giving a grateful nod of his head and a small “Thank you” in return. Turning a little, he tossed one upwards towards the Dragonite’s mouth, who caught it with surprising precision. Those should keep her happy for the time being.

    A few seconds of silence passed before the Kantonian spoke up again, figuring introductions were due if they were to be travelling together for a short amount of time.

  “I’m Cenric, by the way…” Another treat was thrown towards the dragon. “And this is Curtana. We… really appreciate your help.”

    By how exasperated he sounded, they’d clearly been wandering for some time now.  

Charon choked back another giggle at his failed attempt of helping her and his lackluster cover at just clearing his throat; it was embarrassing on his part, but it was cutely charming in a way. Though the charm lost its spark when his Dragonite growled at them to hurry along probably speaking up on its trainer’s behalf.

But despite the fact she was going to be walking along with a pokemon that looked it was just about seconds from blowing up the entire place with a hyper beam, the man’s voice was enough reassurance that nothing was going to happen with them around. “I’ll take your word on that, well, it’s not like I’m gonna abandon you if we end up battling a local or two.”

Ideally she was hoping to go without any needless small talk, she hoped he didn’t think the snack sharing was an ice breaker, it was just obligatory since his pokemon was gonna blow a gasket at any second. It wasn’t as though they would ever meet again anyways, quite honestly she’d be ok with him referring to her as just ‘you’ the entire time.

“Ah, I’m Charon. I’m not really big on nicknames, but the little brat in the basket is Darumaka.” She noted the clear fatigue in his voice and started walking on ahead, wheeling the bike along her side.

“Also, you don’t need to worry about formalities; actually it makes me a little uncomfortable if you’re gonna be a stiff stick the entire time.”

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cloudyskaito​:

Kaito continued munching on the malasada, reveling in the jolt it left in his on his tongue. It seemed to revitalize something in him. Then within a few moments, it was gone. He already found himself wanting some more. He was starting to understand why these things were so coveted.

But just as quickly it all plummeted again. When she commented on his outfit he looked down at himself, flushing deeply. Was it really that obvious? Were people looking at him? Were they going to laugh at her like she was? Then she brought his parents into it and he could feel himself turning absolutely beet red. Did she know who his father was? Arceus, he did look like him in this outfit, didn’t he? He couldn’t help it! The loose and comfortable attire kept him from sweating too much!

But no amount of internal justification could wipe away the embarrassment. He sort of withdrew on himself a little and looked down. “I-I uhm…th-they live in H-Hoenn. I-I’m here for a s-study abroad p-program, a-at the Trainer School h-here…”

Charon thought her joke was innocent enough, but apparently it wasn’t to him much to her dismay and as she expected. She mentally scolded herself for being insensitive to whatever insecurities the kid had, but judging from the way he was looking down at himself and his suddenly flushed face, she touched on something she really shouldn’t have mentioned.

She lightly jabbed his shoulder in an attempt to calm his stuttering, “Hey now, I’m not gonna bite.”

This was one of the things she hated about this generation’s group of kids, they just didn’t have the spine her generation had, and it was probably all thanks to those computers and phones sucking all the life out of them. “Anyways, what’s there to be so nervous about?” She sighed, “Don’t those trainer schools teach you some grit or attitude? You can’t be a pro without some pluck in you!” Charon then smacked the kid’s back to slap some spirit back into him, just like how her dad would do to get the spunk into her and her sister for a tedious day of fishing.

“Come on, come on, you’re a man aren’t ya? Show me some of that school pride!”

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Sweets (for the meme!)

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“Seven dollars for just four macaroons? You gotta be crazy to buy this.”

Speaking of candy, Charon is particularly picky about what kind of sweets she’ll treat herself to.The sight of extravagant cakes and giant sundaes make her teeth want to rot; maybe it’s because she’s getting old, but nowadays she prefers dried fruits over chocolate anyways.

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'Candy' for the headcanon meme? :0

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“City candy is like an acquired taste if we’re going to be honest.”

Cienwood City isn’t exactly the best place for a kid to grow up, the entertainment and opportunities within the city were limited and that included the food as well.While everyone got to grow up with rage candy bars and apricorn juice, Charon and the other kids grew up eating layered ice and jelly in a cup or various sweet vegetables cooked in coconut milk as treats.Things like sodas and cotton candy were considered luxuries on the island for the children so when Charon got to drink a soda for the first time, she was horribly disappointed with how overtly sweet it was.Even now, she still doesn’t touch much mainland desserts asides from ice cream and wafers.

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first thought and like @ my teach maybe?

is honesty meme I AM NOT ACCEPTING ANY MORE  im tire

First thought:

“This guy does not like fun, and is probably a hard ass or something.”

What she likes about Harvey:

“I thought he was gonna be a little stuck up, but he’s actually pretty cool to talk with if you give him the chance. Like the kids used to say, “super chill.”

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trainercenric:

    Cenric looks equal parts sheepish and exasperated at her response, one hand coming up to rub at the back of his neck awkwardly. Asking for the nearest town would have made a bit more sense, but exhaustion was definitely starting to kick in by now inhibiting his power to think clearly, and the Kantonian had never exactly been stellar at conversation in the first place.  

  "R-Right, uh…“  

    A Pokemon Center. That would be a decent enough start. It had been hours since he’d eaten and even longer since resting, but he was certain he could stick it out a little longer as long as his team were taken care of. This forest wasn’t host to only disorientated tourists, but also trainers ready to use them to their advantage. Thrice now he’d been talked into a battle in exchange for directions, but the payoff had (obviously) been minimal; vague directions and uncertain advice, leading the Dragonite towering behind him to start acting as a self-appointed bodyguard of sorts.  

    He nods as she prompts him to keep working his way through the forest, though he wants to grumble quietly with disappointment. Just keep trekking, and he’ll eventually find civilisation. Fortunately for Cenric, this stranger is a kinder sort than the one’s he’d flagged down so far and actually offers to show him the way.  

  "That would be perfect, thank y—Ah. Of course.”  

    Cutting himself off halfway, he turns to give the Dragonite a look, silently asking her to comply. Curtana takes a moment to consider this before turning away with a resigned snort, nostrils flaring.

  "Sorry about that…“ The man turns his attention to the Darumaka hiding away in the basket and offers an apologetic smile. "It’s been a long day. Some of us are grumpier than others.”

Charon nodded back in response and promptly got off her bike so that she could properly walk him the way back to civilization. Constantly having to use biking as her only method of travel was starting to have a strain on her back, as seen when she wobbled a bit when she stood for the first few seconds.

”No need to get all shy over getting help though!” She laughed at his sheepiness, “In a way, you’re helping me too. So if you could just.. Scare away trainers for me while we pass through, that would be great!” Strangely enough, others seemed to mistake her “worldly” character to that of a veteran trainer and while her Poliwrath is more than enough to deal with them; as a regular person, she’d like to be able to go through one route without being constantly approached by young trainers eager to prove themselves. Her Darumaka, on the other hand, wasn’t too welcoming to this idea on inviting this stranger and his partner even when the Dragonite had decided to step down; the Darumaka went even as far as to ignore his apology and laid back in the basket with a displeased expression.

“Don’t take it personally, she’s probably just fussy because she hasn’t eaten yet.” 

Fiddling with her bag, Charon tossed a few pokesnacks into the basket for the little stinker to eat so that it didn’t cause more trouble later on; Charon held out the few extra snacks in her hand to the man, wondering if he wanted to give some to his pokemon as well. “Sharing is caring, I guess. But you don’t have to take it if you don’t want to though.”

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Lost in Pinwheel Forest || Charon & Blanche

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Unova was certainly interesting. Despite its tall, large and huge buildings seemingly to intimidate someone as her, this was also a perfect study to help out with her research. After asking some locals about its direction, she immediately decided to start trekking on the grassy path, leading to it.This as done a few moments earlier. According to her basic knowledge, there are several areas of certain Evolution requirements like the Moss Rock. If only there’s a way to make this easy in Professor Willow’s project. The girl had been stealing glances at her GPS for a few moments to find the said rock at the heart of the forest—

….Until she realized that the device’s signal as lost. Blanche tried to restart the device twice until she became really annoyed at this. She should know her way around for Mew’s sake. Being informative and a know-it-all, much to her dislike. This is really a start of unfortunate events. Damn, was there any map here? She hasn’t really remembered which road she took. This can take for hours or days to get out.  Pacing back and forth, Blanche wondered if she could send a Pokemon out to let someone know that she’s in distress as a second resort.

Rustle. Rustle.

The Leader looked startled and turned around. Taking out a  Pokeballs,  she demanded in an icy tone.

“Who’s there? Show yourself!”

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The source of the rustling soon revealed itself as just a normal, but rather disheveled young woman trying to climb out of the hollow trunk of a rotting tree. “It’s just your friendly neighborhood cyclist, Charon! I don’t have the bike on me right now though.”

Charon then patted away the dead leaves and other foliage covering her head as she approached Blanche, flashing a friendly smile to let her know that she wasn’t the kind of weirdo she was expecting. “Sorry for spooking ya, but you should know that other people like to hang around here and we don’t necessarily bite!” She laughed, “I’d watch out for the kids though. They like to put traps in here to mess with visitors, like that pitfall over there.”

Charon pointed over to a spot near Blanche’s right foot; at first it seemed like just ordinary grass, but to the trained eye and those who have frequently fallen victim to their tricks (see: her) it was clear that the spot was just freshly dug up and carefully hidden by using the fresh grass and dead from around them to emulate the forest floor. In her opinion, really good work for a bunch of middle schoolers from Nacrene.

“Well, sorry for holding you up. Hope you have some fun in the Pinwheel despite the mess!”

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♤ - What they thought about your muse when first meeting. || NOT ACCEPTING

“This dude writes porn in the OPEN PUBLIC for everyone to see.”To be honest when she first met him, he looked exactly like the little brother she imagined in her head when she was five; thus he was a perfect person for her to mess with, and he is!His seriousness is incredibly funny to her and she always wants to find more buttons of his to push.

“I was just kidding! Stop freaking out when even no one heard me.”

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