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To those that have been waiting months for replies: I am still intent on continuing our threads. But, if things have gone stale or you wish for a fresh start, let me know! We can always do that and I’d rather not make it a burden for you. Thanks for sticking around. I’m trying to be on here with my current schedule. Things are lightening up so I’m hopeful.
He cocked his head aside, but didn’t say a word. How did people reason to hurt her for a mistake? Chondrus took a moment to remember his past and it came back simple enough: not all people were patient or kind. Some wanted control in all forms, whether another died or was injured made no difference. He softened his bright eyes, waiting for an answer. He’d wait all day, as long as it took, for Florie to speak.
“Oh,” he mumbled, “I will not hurt you. I do not want to hurt my friend,” he said and slipped his hand into his lap. He cradled it in his other hand, turning the palm up to face him, “I can finish cooking our breakfast. Perhaps we should sit on the balcony to watch the ocean, if that sounds good to you?”
I’m slow. I’ve got 16 credits and work. Will try to bring Chondrus back into the world. Love you all <3
“It’s been raining for days.”
“Looks like the rainy season is finally here.”
“Shall I put on a pot of tea?”
“Turn up the heat/put another log on the fire, the rain brought a chill.”
“Close the window, you’ll ruin the flooring!”
“You’re sopping wet.”
“What on earth were you doing out there?”
“Fine, you can come in, but take off your shoes.”
“I don’t need you tracking mud everywhere.”
“The sound of rain is so nice.”
“You’re going out? In this?”
“You can’t go out there, it’s pouring down rain!”
“I like the rain and all, but being stuck inside is so boring.”
“The day would be a lot less boring if you learned how to sit still.”
“I cannot believe we’re stuck in this!”
“Maybe we should find somewhere to take cover until it stops.”
“Does it ever stop raining here?”
“Oh no! The rain ruined our picnic.”
“Want to go for a walk in the rain?”
“Can I have a blanket?”
“Sorry to intrude. This rain came out of nowhere.”
“Look at the sky! The lightning is insane.”
“It’s getting pretty intense out there.”
“A rainy day, warm blankets, a cup of tea, and a book to tie it all together.”
“Let’s go for a walk in the rain.”
“Here, this should warm you up.”
“Come in here before you catch a cold.”
“Ugh, that’s just a silly old wives’ tale.”
“I pity the poor souls caught out in this.”
“Aren’t there any books to read?”
“Rains smells so different in the city.”
“The rain smells better in the countryside.”
“Nothing like the sound of rain to go with a good book.”
“Careful, the tea is still hot.”
-draws on the fogged up windows-
-Flips loudly through book-
-sighs- “It’s so cozy in here.”
He picked his head up in a slow nod. The weight of his memories made it hard, but with Florie’s gentle words, he was relaxing some. The aches in his back grew weapons and stabbed at his muscles, leading him to believe it was on the verge of happening in the future.
Again.
Chondrus swallowed hard and a smile lapsed on his features. It’s small and sad as it strained on his lips, one brought on by an old pain. “It was. I was not aware of how wrong it was until I left. No one wishes for it to happen, yet it still does. There is no guide to dealing with the memories, only failed attempts to quell them.”
He whispered, letting his words fade as a sigh took hold of his throat. Pink eyes fluttered shut while his blue lips pursed. He parted his lips a moment later and his eyes slowly opened, “No, we do not. But with other people, there is a chance of understanding. Recuperation, so-to-speak.”
The good spaceman is offered a gift of collated research papers. Some obscure information about rare pokemon. All stacked together and tied neatly in a basic book.
He took the gift with two hands, eyes eager to skim what papers were visible to him. Research papers, about pokemon no less? His eyes were beaming with joy. Chondrus bowed his head once, twice, three times with near-perfect execution.
“Thank you. I will be sure to treasure this, Ricardo.” Chondrus flashed a smile and carefully set the gift aside. It was about time for him to give his, no? The Recon member fished around his satchel for a small box, then offered it to Ricky.
“I believe you are aware of my past time, but I do hope this is to your liking. I can always make something else--if it isn’t.” Within the box was a wooden swirlix carved by the lieutenant himself. A small thing about three inches tall, making it a nice keychain if Ricky found such use for it.
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“It’s fine--truly. I insist to repair this situation between you and I.”
He didn’t, but it felt like he should. It’s the least he could do after scaring her, yes? Chondrus made a note of her preference, bowing his head to acknowledge her. Diet cola and yogurt smoothies were an odd combination, but who was he to judge?
“Then it would make the most sense to head to the...supermarket instead, would it not? There is one not too far from here.” The alien gestured a few blocks down, watching the grey road give way to small shops and beach front hotels. Towards the end, one of many Thrifty Megamart locations.
Chondrus rest his hand on his side pack, gloved fingers loose as they pressed into the clean fabric. The pokeballs within jostled, but nothing ever came of it. Since he was going to spend some time with Hecuba--no matter how little--it’s proper to introduce himself. “I am lieutenant Chondrus, by the way. You are more than welcome to simply call me Chondrus.”
Learning was an intimate thing and Chondrus could attest that. Opening yourself up to new information was almost like offering your heart for another’s hands. They could squander it, squeeze it, or slowly poison it.
But in many cases, with the right person, it could be nurtured and cared for instead. Kei found her library buddy and Chondrus had, too. He smiled over to her. He never realized how valuable friends were, and a library buddy? Definitely someone to keep close.
“I may not know your inclination to space travel, but it would be an honor to show you the library in Ultra Megalopolis. It truly is magnificent. Although,” he paused, gesturing to Mele Mele’s library, “not in the traditional sense that this offers.”
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He’s just as confused as her, but for different reasons. There’s nothing going on between them; no unspoken debts to be filled or loyalties to be tested. He had her stay because he cared, that’s it. Seeing her clearly concerned over it, stressed so much so that she threw up alarmed him. Chondrus’ eyes steadied on her hands because any glance to her eyes would warrant more concern.
Chondrus had to take this slow, be considerate of her feelings and experience alike. “Supposed to do?” he echoed back in his own confusion. He carded a hand through his bangs, feeling cool fingers meet pink hair as it traveled from forehead to scalp.
“You do not have to do anything, Florie. I wanted to make sure you were safe,” he said, words softly spoken as his hand slid down to his neck, where he rubbed gently into the blue, scarred, skin. He paused and looked down, gaze carefully returning to Florie, “There is no script to follow but your own. What is it that you want to do?” He gauged in a quiet hum, tilting his head. Chondrus wanted to help her, better understand this past that infested her life like a cruel bug, but he didn’t know how.
flower (from May!)
Soft Interactions | [ACCEPTING]
[ flower ] for your muse to offer my muse their favourite flower .
It’s been a while, since they’ve met up. He’s missed the Champion and her trusty entourage of pokemon, especially the Tropius that played with Rockruff. Chondrus happened to meet up with May again, this time catching up at one of the cafes that dotted Alola’s chain of islands. He eyed the bloomed chrysthanthemum in her grasp, cheeks warming to a light blue while pink eyes returned to her.
“A flower, for me? Ah, thank you,” he answered in a warm voice, words sincere as the smile on his face. While he had no flowers of his own, he did procure a small carving from his bag. Chondrus offered the carved figure to May, noting how the wooden Tropius shined nicely under the light.
“I made this a while back, but I had forgotten to give it to you. I apologize for the delay,” he confessed, smile taking a soft turn.
@musesbymeri
[ flower ]
Soft Interactions | [ACCEPTING]
[ flower ] for your muse to offer my muse their favourite flower .
Chondrus looked over from the bench, having watched the Alolan tides ebb and flow the winter evening until now. His focused expression, void of much emotion, softened as a pink chrysanthemum came into view. He reached a gloved hand to accept the gift, then took a sniff. His bright eyes returned to Kei’s while a smile spread on his blue cheeks, “Thank you, Kei. The Chrysanthemum has been a favorite of mine, since arriving to your world. It’s petals and form intrigue me.”
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❣️ SOFT INTERACTIONS !
send one of these in to see my muse’s reaction ( add “ +reverse” for my muse to do the action to yours ) .
[ crawl ] for your muse to crawl into bed with mine .
[ flower ] for your muse to offer my muse their favourite flower .
[ slow dance ] for your muse to ask my muse to slow dance .
[ gift ] for your muse to surprise my muse with a gift ( & bonus if you add what the fit is ) .
[ homemade gift ] for your muse to make my muse a gift ( & bonus if you add what the fit is ) .
[ serenade ] for your muse to sing to my muse .
[ embrace ] for your muse to pull my muse into a tight embrace .
[ caress ] for your muse to gently run their hand down my muse’s face .
[ caught ] for your muse to catch my muse wearing their shirt .
[ love letter ] for your muse to give my muse a love letter they wrote for them
[ boop ] for your muse to boop my muse on the nose .
[ date? ] for your muse to ask my muse to go on a date .
[ confess ] for your muse to confess their feelings to my muse .
[ sleepy ] for your muse to slowly fall alseep on my muse’s lap .
I should say something constructive here but CHONDRUS IS AMAZING AND WE LOVE HIM (okay for something more in line with the meme you're very good at making him both serious and dorky at the same time and that's not easy)
Beep Beep How’s My portrayal? || [ALWAYS ACCEPTING]
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Thank you so much! I try to make sure that he isn’t too cliche or read awkwardly when it comes to those goofy moments. I’m happy that you love him just as much as I do. It’s been a while since I’ve been properly active on here, but he still is adored all the same!
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beep beep how’s my portrayal ?
[stripesandpokeballs] The very small girl looked up at the blue man, She seemed quite amazeD" a-are you from space, mister?"
He’s already so tall that with a child, he may very well seem like a giant. The recon member cocked his head to the side as his eyes flickered down to her, noting that the little girl wasn’t someone he knew. Then again, how many people did Chondrus know in the region, let alone this world?
Not a lot.
So he knelt down in a slow manner, resting a hand on his knee while his other sat atop it. “I am,” he answered. Chondrus brushed back a stray lock of pink, only to return the hand to his knee, “Do you know a lot about space or space travel?”
@stripesandpokeballs
Shoron sits next to Chumby, and plays on their brand new switch. They've got a shiny new gold septum ring, which catches the light in a way their other all acrylic piercings don't.
Chondrus looks over to the smaller child, noting that something was...new about them. It isn’t just the switch that occupies their attention, but rather a piercing that glimmers in the light. He leans over, tilting his head to the side as he notes, “The device in your hands looks unusual, Shoron. May I ask what it is?” He wants to bring up the ring, but it seems like the electronic is an easier topic to go off of.
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