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update

hey, natpark fam

work has been overwhelming lately. i’ve requested a hiatus and hopefully will be back soon! so as of now, later :p

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hang up the heavens｡.:☆

Castelia never ceases to amaze Jasmine, and yet she can only tilt her head so far back to soak it all in. “Incredible…” She gazes in awe, the thousands of windows reflecting the sun, creating a grid of scintillation that illuminates the streets below. A slight breeze picks up, cooling the asphalt during the hottest part of the day, her Magnetite making subtle static sounds in response.

“Where to first, Néti?” she calls to the spherical creature, as they pass a group of thugs on the street. She smiles politely towards the younger guys, several of them responding with a string of catcalls. She brushes it off; even for being a simple, small town girl, Jasmine fares relatively well in a city setting, her doe-eyes consistently people-watching, a sponge for unfamiliar cultures.  

Plus, need there be intervention, she can always rely on her Steelix, Stahlos, to sort out any unwanted attention. Should it come to that.

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With an unexpected day off and attempts to find lodging. Kahi found herself in Castelia. While she had no destination, she felt a push and pull towards the city. She wouldn’t be the first to admit that she was intrigued, many travelers that she passed by displayed familiar expressions upon arriving. 

Averting her attention away from the skyscrapers, Kahi continued strolling at a leisurely pace until she stumbled upon something of interest. Almost immediately, Kahi stopped and was met with the name of “Studio Castelia”. Huh. She couldn’t recall the last time she entered a gallery and spent time with art. 

Once inside the interior, Kahi examined different pieces of art that were contained in the gallery. While she thought some were breathtakingly beautiful, there were pieces there that she didn’t understand the nature of it. Continuing forward, Kahi stood before a painting that caught her eye. It was beautiful in its simplicity. Lost in the endless blues and greens, she didn’t realize that a patron was speaking. 

Catching a few words here and piecing them together, she turned towards the voice and nodded. “It is so simple and yet beautiful. I am really drawn to the endless blues and greens that complement each other so well...I’ve haven’t gotten a chance to fully immerse myself at a beach before. This painting has a way of augmenting reality and make it feel like I am there right now.” That was ...silly, Kahi couldn’t help but laugh and shake her head. “Sorry.”

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[derikisu]

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Too much sage?

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👀 + Got a crush?

“No”. 

Kahi answers with a blank stare. 

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👀 + Any regrets in life?

“Many.” Kahi breathed, mentally having flashbacks of everything she had regretted from the past to now. “I am trying to move on from those and if I could correct those mistakes…I would believe me, I would. 

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👀 + What's the most embarrassing thing that has ever happened to you? Were there any witnesses?

Kahi gave a distant smile as she recalls a certain event that happened. “Mhm, the first night at a Pokemon Center, I just started to unpack my belongings. In my defense, right there, plastered on the exterior was a flyer that read “Rest your tired eyes” So I thought I could rest my tired eyes…for the night here. I got many, many …stares.”

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Send my muse “👀 + a question” and they’ll have to answer with 100% honesty.

No deleting questions, either!

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Sage Advice | Marjorie & Kahi

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Many people from the nearby towns gathered to Jubilife City whenever the flea market was open. Being in a central location for the west side of Sinnoh, customers and merchants found it to be convenient for buying and selling homemade goods. Among the rows of stalls and tents, there is a small table towards the corner of an alley that boasts different plants for sale. Among them are medicinal herbs, pollinator flowers or colorful pots of plants for the succulent savvy folks. There are even small jars of local honey from Floaroma Town available.

This market was one of those rare times where Marjorie didn’t mind being around so many people and engaging with them. She was happy to answer their questions from the most common to the most trivial. Sharing her passion with others easily helps her forget how exhausting this could be.

It’s not until the crowd begins to thin out when Marjorie takes an opportunity to sit down for a moment and let herself rest.

“Ahh, I can’t believe how much we’ve sold already, Chervil.” She comments with a satisfied sigh. The Leafeon gives her nothing more than a swish of his tail in response, finding the shade underneath the table a great place to take a nap instead of minding the booth with her. Not that she really needed the extra help.

Her short break is soon interrupted when another customer comes into the booth, perusing the leftover merchandise she had before the crowd came through. Marjorie quickly stands up from her seat, brushing her market apron and casts a smile to the girl that walked in.

“Maybe help you with anything?”

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Situated on the corner of her rectangular box is a decorative bowl that housed her sage and lighter. When the current client started to gather their belonging, Kahi shuffled her cards quietly, waiting for them to leave. Once they left, Kahi set down the Tarot cards and began to lit the bundle of sage and swirl it around her vicinity. Closing her eyes, her arms moved slowly to ward off the negative energy that had accumulated in the prior reading. Opening her eyes, Kahi distinguished the fire at the tips of the sage and placing it back into the bowl. That was a particularly draining reading. She felt slowed by their energy-almost like, they’ve taken a tremendous amount of it when the cards revealed itself, which unfortunately happens. Kahi knew that this was part of being a reader. 

Gathering her own belongings, her attention drifted towards the sage that sat on the decorative bowl after it extinguished the remaining negative energy. Kahi made a mental note to purchase more sage soon. When everything is gathered back to their respective place, she went on her way to inquire for where to find sage. 

A few questions later, she managed- getting lost just a few times- stumbled into a market. Never having been in this environment, Kahi was ecstatic to see what she can find. Her eyes darted around, savoring the lively scenery in front of her. Her attention was caught on the Fruit stall, heading towards it, Kahi purchased a bowl of fruit for later. The environment caught her off guard and while she splurged a little more than she intended, Kahi reasoned that it was for her occupation to assure herself. 

Just when she entered into another stall, she was immediately greeted. With a nod, Kahi knew that she would like to purchase some sage. “Yes, I would like to purchase some dried sage if you have them in stock?”

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Logical & Sensitive

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She heard him. He was loud. His insensitive comment was unneeded. Kahi placed the tarot card back into the deck, audibly thanking the cards for the answer earlier. Closing her brown optics, Kahi took a few deep breaths. Once she felt calm and choosing not to react- she knew better than to irritate a fruitless discussion on whether or not tarot is a hoax. Kahi wasn’t responsible for changing his perceptive.

Instead, she turned and gave him a smile. Coincidentally it was when the wind started to pick up and lifted her raven tresses across her features. To an outsider, Kahi looked…sinister. The way her hair covered her expression, a passerby wouldn’t have gotten any details of how she was feeling. When the wind subsided, Kahi blinked and traced her thoughts back to the earlier card.

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“Did she just thank that card?” Quentin said, turning towards Fermata. “I mean, does she know it’s just paper? It’s not like the thing can hear her.” He continued, chuckling at his own comment.

Fermata gave his trainer a stern look as if the Pokemon was scolding Quentin’s for his comments. The boy leaned back, a little surprised at suddenly being on the receiving end of the Lucario’s glare.

“Alright, alright! I’ll apologize. Geez, just get off my back.” He responded, lifting his hands up. One of the main pillars of Quentin’s philosophy, both as a person and as a scientist, was not to judge too quickly. He preferred to maintain a level mind and learn all the details about a situation…then he would judge.

Quentin slowly wandered toward the tarot reading girl, occasionally looking back at his Pokemon who just kept glaring.

“Hey…” Quentin mumbled quietly, getting a little closer. “Listen, I’m sorry about what I said. It was kind of rude of me. I’m just not too fond of made up, superstitious nonsense…but I shouldn’t have said what I did. At least not so loud.” he finished his half-assed apology, looking towards Fermata for approval, but was met with the same glare as before. 

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Lifting her hand, she fixed her hair after being tousled by the wind. She made a mental note to return to the Pokemon Center and refresh herself before setting up shop. Despite this sudden encounter to be time-consuming, Kahi was a little too curious about what he had to say. 

Even if his comments were blunt and insensitive, she shrugged. “That’s alright. Tarot is a taboo subject around any parts of town...” She trailed off, not prolonging her thoughts aloud. Kahi just met him, so she isn’t too trustful. Her guard is still a barrier between them until she realizes she can trust. 

When the boy glanced backward, Kahi couldn’t help but trail along with his gaze. Her expression was now of a very curious nature and quickly swinging her backpack to the front of her side, Kahi rummage through. Pulling out a notebook, her fingers quickly thumbed past the pages until she reached to the right one. Through rumors and ...eavesdropping, Kahi heard about a Pokemon that can sense aura. As that thought occurred, she glanced back up to the boy. Her confused state now stands-wondering if this boy’s Lucario has the ability to do the same.

“If I can ask a question...does your Lucario have the power of sensing aura?”  

If his Lucario has, Kahi is now keen on understanding the Pokemon a lot more. If she could, she also would like to align her own empathic connections with the aura to communicate. 

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Tarot; the secrets and the art.

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Kahi lifted her hand to conceal a burst of laughter that threatened to spill. The Librarian was adorable! Clearly, she had frightened her and needed to immediately apologize, but Kahi didn’t even bother to hide her amusement- it was probably the funniest reaction she had seen today. A sudden memory occupied her thoughts; it was at the PKMN Center, where Nurse Joy had heal her own Blissey because she had a small mix up. Another laughter spilled from her lips at that moment. Once the had scene settled down and Kahi apologized, she answered the Librarian’s question. 

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….Was she laughing at her?

Mimi looked back at the amused lady with her eyebrows furrowed. Her face was slightly red from embarrassment but like always Mimi quickly regained her composure and set her book to the side.

This wouldn’t stand. 

“The description of cards? Self improvement?” She repeated slowly as her mind raced with the possibilities of any answer. What was this lady looking for? She’d have to get her pride back by answering quickly and efficiently. She was a professional after all.

“Well yes there is a self-improvement section, but it doesn’t really have anything to do with cards. It’s more of a health section honestly. What are you looking for specifically?”

Cards? Self Improvement? She would solve this little mystery.

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Catching the expression immediately, Kahi’s own faltered to a look of apologies. Lifting two hands up and waving them wildly, she tried to tell the librarian that she was sorry. 

Her next question surprised her. In a normal situation, a busy librarian would just shoo her away by pointing to the section of interest. Knowing the customer is off her back, the librarian would return to playing Solitare on her computer screen until the next patron arrives. Kahi has gotten used to not being questioned about her unique inquiries.

Not knowing what to say next, Kahi could only blink in response. Realizing that it made the situation more awkward as she stood there, Kahi tried to come up with a reason as to her question of what and why. “I am... not looking for ...um. self-improvement... It is more... a description of what cards mean in a ..certain position...” 

It wasn’t a lie, but it was only a half-truth. Kahi sighed. How was she going to get herself out of this without exposing her intentions? If Kahi could flee right now, she would. Her eyes would occasionally glance at the door while the thought was in motion. Unfortunately, this was the only library in the city and if she can’t have a friendly conversation with the local librarian, this vast knowledge would be lost to her. 

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The World?

The World: What makes them feel complete? How do they honor achievements? What are their irrational fears?

“When I feel secure for the week and know that I will be alright. I get myself a nice dinner for the night to treat myself.” Kahi explained, fidgeting with her moon earing. Oh… More fidgeting “Not having shelter, food and the necessary items.” 

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Judgement

Judgment: How easily do they forgive others? Themselves? How easily do they move forward in life? Are they harsh on themselves with self-criticism? Why?

“I am not one to forgive easily- depending on the situation.” Her shoulders were halfway turned, tilted at an angle. Her left hand folding into a fist filled with memories of her past. Deep past; ones that she doesn’t want to reveal or confront. 

“I try to move on. It is difficult. A process. I am trying..so hard…” Kahi breathes, her voice getting caught. A hiccup starts and she covers her mouth in attempts to stop the tears from overflowing. “I t-try not to be… I try…”

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Tarot Card Based Asks

The Fool: Does my muse like embarking on new adventures? Who does my muse aspire to be? What is my muse unwilling to do?

The Magician: What does my muse consider to be an achievement? What sort of things blocks them from getting what they want? Do they consider themselves a good teacher?

The High Priestess: How does my muses inner voice effect them? How does this manifest? Do they trust their instincts?

The Empress: Is my patient? How does my muse express creativity? How do the overcome a creative block?

The Emperor: Is my muse disciplined? What makes them feel powerful? Powerless? How do they handle new authority?

The Hierophant: What does it take for my muse to trust others? Are they religious and if yes how so? How do they try and make people understand them?

The Lovers: When faced with a choice will my muse go for what they know or what is new? What is my muse passionate about? Is my muse good about communicating how they feel?

The Chariot: What does my muse equate with success? Does my muse consider themselves confident? What makes my muse feel like they've lost control?

Strength: What makes my muse feel in control? What do they equate having courage with? What brings up the most doubt for them?

The Hermit: How often do they have introspective thoughts? How often do they focus on themselves and their own needs? How much time alone is too much time alone?

Wheel of Fortune: What would my muse consider to be a good change? How lucky do they consider themselves? How often do they take responsibility for their actions?

Justice: How does my muse determine what is best for them or others? How do they react to change? How often does emotion cloud their judgment?

The Hanged Man: What makes my muse feel vulnerable? Do they take things too seriously? How does my muse take criticism?

Death: How does my muse mourn the end of things? How do they deal with transitions in their life? Are there any bad habits they seem to be stuck in?

Temperance: How willing are they to let other peoples ideas work? How does my muse handle moderation? Is their an aspect of their life that they live in excess of?

The Devil: Is there something my muse is addicted to, is so what? Are they prone to overindulging? What things overwhelm my muse?

The Tower: What would send my muse crashing down? How does my muse deal with things getting shaken up? What do they refuse to let go of?

The Star: What are their hopes and dreams? What makes them feel uplifted? What do they become defensive about? Why?

The Moon: Can they find beauty in hurtful situations? Do they push to follow their dreams or do they wait idly by? What paralyzes my muse emotionally?

The Sun: What brings out my muses child-like side? How does my muse celebrate achievements? What helps when they feel hopeless?

Judgment: How easily do they forgive others? Themselves? How easily do they move forward in life? Are they harsh on themselves with self-criticism? Why?

The World: What makes them feel complete? How do they honor achievements? What are their irrational fears?

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