renewal

she healed with a dance on the spring breeze. affiliated witth agronregion

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@tenaciousfortitude

while she usually wasn’t in cities for long, it just so happened that aria liked clover port. it reminded her of home, and the smell of salty sea air was always more comforting to her than pine and sap and leaves.

she had stopped by the local pokemon center to pick up a few supplies when one of the head nurses begged her to step in for someone who had called in sick. the job was quite simple--- officiate the local gym’s battles and heal the gym leader’s pokemon when need be.

naturally, she accepted. it wasn’t like it bothered her or anything to do these sorts of jobs for other people; rather, she enjoyed them quite a bit. she liked helping, and she liked seeing smiles with what little eyesight she had.

pushing back strands of peach hair, she gives a small smile to whom she presumes is the gym leader, an extremely tall man with dark hair. she’s a little intimidated, his height allows him to tower over her; and with her extremely poor eyes and shyness, there was no chance that aria would be capable of catching a glimpse to actually make sure she’s talking to the right person.

❝ sorry to be an intrusion, ❞ a weak smile is paired with her diverting eyes, small hands clutching onto her coat. ❝ the pokemon center sent me to help out for today.  ❞

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ok i havent been very active which needs to change so!!! please like for a starter!!

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denryuus:

          oh no. 

why did this ALWAYS happen to her? she had only taken her eyes off her for a moment. and yet, somehow, izzy the rockruff seemed to have vanished. a surge of panic overtook lillian for a brief moment. the last time one of her pokémon wandered off, her precious kabuto, had resulted in a rather… interesting encounter, to say the least. but in a moment, the breeder composed herself. she’d never find her pokémon if she was fretting!

fortunately, her ampharos had seen where the canine took off too. all it took was a quick nudge to direct lillian in the right direction. she took off, ampharos at her heels. she turned a few corners, a familiar barking coming closer… lillian halted to a stop when she turned one last corner, blinking as she took in the sight before her. 

izzy, her little rockruff at a strangers heels. barking─ happily of course─ and jumping up and down in greeting. lillian drew in a breath and marched over.

❝i-izzy! no! down!❞ she scolded. immediately, the canine pokémon turned to her trainer’s voice. she stopped jumping, but still looked up at the stranger with bright eyes and a wagging tail. lillian got closer, immediately bowing to the person. her ampharos looked concerned as well, eyeing what appeared to be the stranger’s pokémon.

❝i’m so sorry about that! izzy here is still kind of young and really hyper! she likes people, though! promise!❞ lillian nodded, ❝she hasn’t hurt you or anything, right? oh, i hope she’d not bothered you too much!❞

aria leaned down a little, her fingers finding the fur behind the pokemon’s ears to give a little scratch–– despite the clear protest that her comfey is giving.

though definitely very energetic, it was obvious that the little one didn’t mean any harm by it, rather it was possibly driven by curious. it’s barking was higher pitched and reminded her of the younger pokemon that she had cared for at the center, so she wondered briefly if this was a baby of some kind; though it could just be a smaller pokemon.

when a woman’s voice cut in, telling the pokemon to get down, she looks up towards where the sound came from, comfey immediately taking her hand once it was free; and shooting a look at the ampharos beside the other girl’s side.

❝ is this one yours? you’re not wrong about her being a bit hyper. ❞ tucking a strand of peach coloured hair behind her ear, she smiles sweetly at the new person, her gaze occasionally flickering between the woman’s face and her pokemon’s sparkling eyes.

shaking her head in response, she gives a small laugh. ❝ it’s quite alright, really. she’s such a sweetheart, i doubt she would’ve hurt me on purpose. ❞

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rangerinstinct:

;;–{ ✿ } 

   It wasn’t often that Armiin dwelled on the situational form of ‘LUCK’, but when dragging himself out of the mouth of the forest bruised and blooded if only to bump into none other than a medic? Perhaps he could believe in it just for a moment. Ever hesitant in not only drawing near, but for letting a stranger TOUCH him, the gash must have been fairly painful to not wait until he was home to treat himself. 

   Though, seeming to feed off his caution was the rather intimidating Tyrantrum that lingered nearby, reverberating growls only quieted by the Ranger’s soft shushing, and the Pokemon’s large body lowers just enough to rest that heavy head half-way onto Armiin’s shoulder. That doesn’t seem to help the healer’s command of not moving, but the way Ranger’s arm shook when being worked on wasn’t any better, either. 

   In turn, his own eyes flicker toward the dirt, tone trailing in a hoarse, pained murmur as the saline sends that awful, stinging sensation throughout the raw flesh. 

        “Th-the–…ah…a pack of Vigoroth w-were irate, so I went to–…to investigate the cause, b-but I suppose I–I was ill-prepared.”

her gaze briefly peers over the lenses of her sunglasses, her curiosity driven to the large blur of brown and white lowering onto the man’s shoulder. she can’t quite tell what it is–– despite it’s size and stature, as well as how close it was to her face, but she didn’t need to know what kind of pokemon it was to know it was a powerful one.

❝ was that one hurt as well? ❞ she asks, fingers absentmindedly peels a piece of gauze away from the rest of her items, pressing it down on the cleaned wound. ❝ i can treat any pokemon of yours as well, if they need it. ❞

aria checks her work briefly, her head tilting towards her blissey for a brief moment; as though she’s asking if she’s done okay. it takes a few brief moments, but with a small hum from the pokemon, she seems to be happy with the answer and proceeds to wrap gauze around his arm.

a small sigh leaves her lips. ❝ since it’s not too bad of a wound itself, i’d say redress it every bath-time. if it gets any worse, head to a doctor. ❞

she crosses her arms over her chest, huffing a small sigh out of her lips as she gestures a finger towards him.

❝ as a ranger, you should be more careful. who’ll take care of all the wildlife here if you end up getting yourself killed? ❞

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@rangerinstinct

❝ don’t move. ❞

she doesn’t speak very loudly, the soft yet clear tone to her voice being more than enough for the stranger to hear when they’re this far in the wilderness. returning her once sterile tweezers to the pink pokemon beside her, the blissey then hands her over a small bottle of saline solution ( hydrogen peroxide is too harsh on human tissue, she remembers ), and soaks a towelette in the liquid, dabbing it onto the man’s wounds–– obviously not afraid to apply pressure.

if it stung, that was a good thing. she’s supposed to be killing off the bacteria, after all. she’d rather that it gave a little sting than him get an infection.

❝ so? ❞ aria avoids his gaze, instead adjusting the sunglasses on her nose. ❝ how’d a ranger get a wound like this? ❞

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 @denryuus​

only one of comfey’s little hands were wrapped around it’s flowery wreath, the other instead clinging onto the thin and pale hands of it’s trainer, guiding her through the peaceful streets of phyllite town, overprotective due to the pathway’s close proximity to the ocean–– 

something that aria could find herself easily falling into if she wasn’t careful.

it wasn’t as though she was completely blind ( yet ), but she was definitely getting there. she could make out shapes and colours, and if she got right close enough she’d be able to make out fine details like how a person’s face looked, but otherwise she relied on her comfey and togekiss; the latter of whom tended to draw attention, being such a large pokemon.

❝ oh, ❞ she barely notices when comfey stops in her tracks, hearing the fairy-type hum out to warn her not to move. her curiosity is peaked when a blur of brown fur and giant blue eyes comes dashing towards her, jumping up and down and barking up at the peach haired girl.

a smile forms on soft lips. ❝ energetic little one, aren’t you? ❞

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hi ♥ i’m rune, and i’m glad this group is up and running again!! i don’t have much else to say, so ♥ !

starter call ! capping at three ♥

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