Well, wasn’t she the lifted spirit! It was odd when he thought about it; every other ghost specialist he met was as chipper as a Sunday morning, while every dark type specialist he met were nearly shadows themselves. Why were the dead so happy?
“Ah, thank you very much! I take it you are Acerola, then? I’m Miyamoto Matsuba, but just Matsuba is fine.”
Gengar peeked from behind the gym leader’s leg.
“And this here is Konpeito. It’s very nice to meet you.”
a quick nod and a toothy grin as she extended a hand for him to shake. when she had been alive, foreign dignitaries would kiss it yet times have changed and princesses (even ghosts) must change with them. ❛ and likewise, uncle matsuba! I hope the journey wasn’t too taxing I’d be happy to give you a tour of ula ula when you’re feeling up to it! ❜
then acerola turned towards the ghost in question, addressing him directly. normally she would bend down to speak to her ghost pokemon yet this gengar was quite tall. ❛ it’s also very nice to meet you konpeito. you must be hungry after such a long journey. would you care for some cake? ❜