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rivandere started following you.

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she wasn’t a fan of lumiose city; sean was far more used to the quiet laverre city, and although nobody would hear her say it, she did prefer the somewhat sleepy town to the city. it was much more forgiving, somehow.

even so, she had to go down there – for the most ridiculous reason, she thought. foxglove floated above her, occasionally swinging to mimic a chandelier about to fall to the floor. she stops in her tracks, a hand reaching up and stopping foxglove before he followed where she had been going before she had stopped walking; right into a woman’s face.

FINALLY OUT OF work for the evening, she moves quickly down the sidewalk with heels clicking. people brush past her, natives and tourists alike, but she does not linger in one spot for too long. it’d be nice to get home and relax after a long day of paperwork. adjusting her purse over her shoulder, she pauses to fish through it for her wallet. better to take a taxi than to walk all the way across the city.

riva looks up just in time to find herself face-to-face with a girl. wide blue eyes blink, she drops her wallet back into her bag and she smiles at the other kindly.

` i’m sorry---was i in your way? `

#wraiithwhispers #v; main.

LOOKER.

❝Go shopping? Ah, I mean, it is simply that I have a certain fondness for suits when it comes to my professional wardrobe, yes! So I am certain that I would have some summer clothes if I took the time to look around.❞

When the smile she offered him, warm and bright as it was, caught his eye, the agent began fretting. It wasn’t as if he didn’t want to spend time with his coworker, and turning down her offer to go look for clothes simply felt rude.

❝H-however! I am not completely sure where, so going shopping might actually be a good idea. I cannot shake the feeling that some of the clothes might have been lost during a move or two.❞

AND HER SMILE never falters. a hand comes up, her fingers tapping lightly against the pale white of her cheek. that smile turns into a wide grin, bright as ever. riva can tell he’s trying not to be rude, but she doesn’t comment on it. in fact, she finds it admirable he’s able to remain polite in awkward situations... well, perhaps situations that would be awkward for him and less so for her.

` and you don’t just need work clothes, i’m assuming---proper casual clothing for when you’re off-duty... how does that sound? i can treat you to dinner later on. i’m told i’m a fantastic chef. `

#theagentlooker #v; main.

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MOTHER has such an intoxicating smile.

#twisted beauty.

LOOKER.

❝Now, to be completely honest with you, I am not entirely sure how I managed, either. There was something stuck in it, but I only managed to make it worse— Ah, nevermind. It is the same on my end; I am not exactly used to these temperatures, you see! It feels as if we might get a heatwave soon. Which does not go well with my wardrobe, sadly.❞

` then how about i take you shopping? we can get you some nice summer clothes. i think taking off that jacket will really help you, too! `

HER HANDS JOIN in front of her, fingers threading. her smile is bright and warm, as it always is, blue eyes glimmering.

#theagentlooker #v; main.

LOOKER.

❝Miss Riva! Ah, it is wonderful to see you again; it has certainly been a while! —Hah, well, I am at the very least not stuck with my tie in a printer this time around, no? A nice improvement on my end, really!❞

` i still don’t understand how you managed that! but it’s certainly an improvement! hasn’t the weather gotten rather unbearable, though? back where i’m from, we aren’t used to such heat. `

#theagentlooker #v; main.

` oh, mister colress, it certainly sounds like you’re making excuses. `

#achromaticcolress #throws this at u #v; main.

` it’s been too long, my dear. how have you been? `

#theagentlooker #v; main.

I’M A MOTHERFUCKIN’ MONSTER!

[ freshly returned from (unannounced) hiatus. ]

#pokepromo #self promo

bupagentkent

“Not particularly, no.” Kent’s assured smile returns. This was a nice change of pace; typically all the agents that came to talk to him hated his guts five minutes into the conversation. He was up for up anything she suggested.

“What did you have in mind, Agent River?”

rivandere

` coffee? `

eyes shine. it seems most people treated her as if she were something odd, something to be avoided, because maybe she came on too strong or seemed too out of her mind to interact with. it’s nice when people are... well, nice. he hasn’t done anything to make her hate him. not yet, at least.

#bupagentkent

theagentlooker

When the Hydregion moved her point of interest away from the contents, or now rather lack of thereof, of the bowl that had been placed in front of her and instead turned towards Looker, it was if he freezed in place. The dragon type is a dangerous one, the agent knew as much. Even if he knew, or rather hoped, that Riva must have trained her team rather well for the pokémon to become a Hydregion in the first place — perhaps that meant that he could escape any possible encounter with all his limbs still attached to him. Seeing how he happened to be rather attached to them himself.

The fact that Riva gasped loud enough for Looker to hear as the pokémon began approaching him wasn’t exactly encouraging in the first place. Remaining still as the dragon sniffed his suit, doing his absolute best to not even release the hint of a giggle as it happened to tickle him slightly, his jaw almost dropped when the pokémon shoved her head into the pocket of his coat. Assuming that perhaps it was a sign that she wouldn’t take a bite out of him, not yet. Whatever she could find in his pocket seemed to be more interesting than that. The whole encounter went better than he had expected.

“Ah, really?” he asked, releasing a small nervous laugh from his throat in the process as he turned to look at his company, the hint of a smile twitching at the corners of his mouth. “Quite the compliment, in tha case! Ah, I must admit; that went rather well.”

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riva observes the hydreigon for a brief moment, then looks towards the man with a smile upon her lips. eyes are bright, hopeful.

` perhaps next time, she will let you touch her. `

it’s rare for erna to like anyone, or let anyone touch her, but the fact she approached looker first meant things were looking up for the generally aggressive, antisocial dragon. the banette, gretel, bounds towards them and right into riva’s arms. the woman laughs, squeezing the ghost-type happily.

they hardly get to see one another, after all...

` do you have any pokémon, agent looker? ` riva inquires, turning her head to him with curious blue eyes. ` if you do, i’m sure they’re very well taken care of. `

#theagentlooker

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