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@saxvie
1235 edited icons of Diancie from Pokemon Movie 17: Diancie & The Cocoon of Destruction. I won’t be giving access to the bases of these icons, so I would appreciate you not to ask. You don’t have to credit me for using them. I would, however, appreciate a like or even a reblog. ONEDRIVE LINK.
bases for these icons were generously donated by @floofymuses.
I have a feeling i should warn my followers and thread partners i might be a tiny bit MIA tomorrow afternoon...
@saxvie
Whimsy looked up at the passers by from his spot underneath a large tree. As of late he had taken to watching people walk by, finding them both interesting as well as amusing. Every now and again he would do little things to stir the pot, but nothing that would get his trainer into trouble.
For the moment he continued to watch, throwing out little balls of cotton every now and again to anyone who might happen to walk by.
Laughter from the princess as she bent and scooped up a bit of thrown cotton. It's rather adorable to see a Pokemon entertaining themselves like this.
"Hello dear. Are you a little on the bored side watching all the other trainers mingle?"
It wouldn't hurt to begin mingling with the Pokemon present.. and at least they held more honesty in them.
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risendawns:
She never was personal with Lila– Lila didn’t know much of her own family other then for the flat surface, nor did Johanna knew about Lila’s. So to here there was a member of the family attending the event, it came a bit of a shock to the Coordinator. What do you mean, she has other family?
Still– she rather keeps her distance. Not only she had relation’s with the family, she was, in general…. not a very personal person herself. Arms crossed, leaning against her Kangaskhan, she gives the other girl a nod of her head as acknowledgement of her greeting.
“I hope you don’t only know Dawn over what happened at Allhallows. She has done many fantastic works before it.” A parents instinct to immediately brag something about their child.
“I suppose I don’t mind joining for tea.”
Warmth and amusement colored her eyes. The princess understood a fair bit of the others arms length approach for the moment. She did, however hope it might ease.
It was only a matter of a moment before two extra teacups and a bottle was brought forward. One teacup was more akin to a mug but matched the pattern of the china well. Clearly the Pokemon in the company of the older woman would not go ignored in this invitation.
"I have seen many amazing shows. She has quite the talent and i'm hoping this event will showcase that. And please...don't worry about the treats at the table or the tea harming your partner or their child. Wherever i travel i ensure that anything can be shared between myself and my own Pokemon."
a gentle boop to the sylveon's nose in her lap who let out her own friendly chip and lifted up her own teacup with the ribbons on her head!!!
"I must admit, i am a little shocked that Dawn and yourself are here. With the all hollow's i had thought you would never return to an event run by Ursula."
@horizonboundtrainer
"I'm so glad to see my cousin is having more than just the printed media covering her event this time. The Kalos newspaper did wonderful work, no doubt. But it's always wonderful to see people advancing with technology and moving forward."
The Princess praised May's efforts with a gentle look. there were certain things she felt proper to speak of.
"tell me, would you like a tour? this isn't the main estate, but i know it quite well nonetheless."
@risendawns liked for a starter
"Ms. Saito. Welcome once more to an event held by my cousin. I hope this time your daughter will have less.. trouble, than in October."
She granted johanna a gentle smile. Warm and welcoming. The other had thus far only dealt with the more cold and callous members of her family. So, now was the time to properly throw the older woman with a more.. powdered sugar approach.
"I do hope you have time to join me for tea? the wind is doing wonderful art outside with the leaves. I'm hoping for a delightful Spring soon enough."
imbicilite:
“– Even if the debt for the travel fees is void, I still owe them medical expenses. I racked up a ambulance bill, a hospital bill. They paid for me, and I still need to pay them back for that.”
Her distaste stung, as he took it personally, instead of interpreting it as directed at his lenders. “I’m sorry, but I’m not going to accept this-”
But now.. He was going against the queen? He couldn’t even deny this?!
“–Yes, your Highness. If you’ll excuse me, I’ll deliver it to Mademoiselle Ursula immediately.”
He was going to pay his debts. If there were no debts, he was going to place it in safe hands, he wouldn’t leave it up to his foolish self to ruin.
She mulled over the ideas, not letting her distaste of who he wanted to entrust the funding towards show. Ursula had possibility.. if ever she could be wrenched away from her parents. But now was not the time to bring that up. Margaux needed to strike as fast as a Servpoir to ensure things went smoothly.
"Why not your brother, Prince N instead? As i understand you're both new to being siblings. Giving him this sort of thing could help you two grow closer i think. It would show a great amount of trust between the two of you. And if you are worried about the medical bills you have brought about? than you could have him help you figure out the amount owed to the family and arrange a portion of the money to go to covering that."
She smiled just so, sipping her tea. Perhaps it was too much to rush Fabian with the money issue.. but hopefully the ideas planted would sprout and bring about some harmony between the siblings..
and ensure not a penny more was necessary would grace Lila's pockets.
She stood gracefully, and gave the other a gentle smile. “nonetheless, whomever you pick to trust i do hope you have a good day Fabian.”
imbicilite:
Perhaps other servants, but not him. He couldn’t even fathom the prospect of knowing more than Ursula, or being somehow more intuitive. In reality his IQ was slightly higher than hers, yet he set himself back in believing he was inferior.
Fabien was startled by the papers being handed to him. He didn’t bother to look them over, he wouldn’t be able to read them anyways and Margaux had already confirmed what they were.
“No, no, you don’t understand, your highness!” He stuttered out. “They don’t need to pay me or pay me back. I’m paying them back. I have a debt, your Highness!”
"Fabian, please!"
a gentle smile as she closed his fingers around the slender packet.
"Number one, they invited you to take part in the all hollows Eve event. To expect a guest to pay..."
A click of her tongue to show her dislike of such a thing.
"It's simply the height of ill mannered rudeness for such a thing. You have no debt to pay for them for accepting an invitation. It never should have even been thought of to enforce such a thing. It truly shows how far my aunt and uncles manners have failed them in their age to even begin that farce. Number two, this is by orders of the Queen herself. Simply allow the money to gather interest..spend it..donate it."
She shrugged her shoulders neatly.
"regardless, the money is yours and that is the final say."
imbicilite:
“I don’t know much about Monsieur Lotor, or how they met. I was introduced to him after they’d met, and– my job is primarily to serve them both, not poke questions into their love life. I wouldn’t know much of that.”
He thought hard, yet not enough to give himself a headache. He was just trying to search to the extent of his comfort on things to reveal.
“But I would be able to tell you that Monsieur Lotor is a bit more reserved. He doesn’t quite like being waited on, and I know he’s also highly intelligent.”
Her gentleness was still met with nervousness, and prodding just with suspicion. “You do know I’m not exactly qualified– for information, and such? I’m not exactly bright.”
"Perhaps you don't see yourself as such. But my Grandmother has always told me that servants see everything and know everything that goes on in a house. And they know it before their bosses do."
A slow exhale as she looked him over.
Not bright her behind! The young man knew that she had been prodding for. Fabian knew more and saw more than he'd ever give himself credit for.
"The more important matter i have been sent to oversee is ensuring your payment. For the moment you are a ward of the family and to be seen as not paying you... legal ward or not is unseemly. This will end now on Grandmothers orders."
She reached down and pulled over a slender green purse and snapped it open. With ease a small stack of papers were passed over to the young man.
"A new bank account, debit card and a pin code for ATM's. back pay has been added in to the account for the hours you've worked thus far Fabian. While it is.. odd to have a Prince working such jobs Grandmother will not interfere until she deems it needed."
imbicilite:
It wasn’t hard to think up one rumor that caused him the most harm out of anything. Unfortunately for the princess, this was not one of the rumors she had in mind, and not even a rumor that was true at all.
“There’ve been rumors, before Mademoiselle Ursula and Monsieur Lotor got together, that I was dating her. It’s unacceptable, it put such a stain on my reputation! I do find her to be amazing, and beautiful, but it’s impossible for a servant and a princess to be together like that!”
She was likely not going to get very far with him, as he didn’t often consider the rumors of his employment.
She decided not to bring up the fact that he was a prince and thus had more of a reputation to court Ursula than the new comer. But.. this did present her with a new angle.
Fabian was clearly dedicated to Ursula and was thus the best person to address this issue.
She took up a small teacake and broke it in two, offering one half to her partner. the other was eaten by herself.
"Lotor, yes. Could you tell me what you could of him Fabian? I'm afraid Ursula has kept us all rather in the dark about her new courtier. How did they meet, how they properly get along."
Gentle prodding, ever gentle. Margaux could return to the subject of Fabian at any time of this meeting. It was better not to rush these things.
Let him feel safe, let him feel secure. Build trust, build a rapport before the meat of the subject was address.
imbicilite:
“Oh no, I- I couldn’t do that, you deserve to be addressed with your title, Your Highness.”
The idea of putting himself on an equal ground with her shook him, and perhaps that was a sign in itself that he wasn’t in a healthy position. He tried to be calmed by her smile, but would insist on seeing himself as lesser.
“There have been a lot of rumors floating around the household lately, Your Highness.” Ever since AllHallow’s, that’s all there really was. One rumor after another. “Which were you referring to?”
A moment to think. Watching the ever subtle signs flit across the Prince's face before she settled on a tactic. This put on rumor she had heard to rest after all.
That the new prince did not like being in a position of power. Did not like to give orders and would rather receive them. And that perhaps this was his own sort of comfort.
"Perhaps you could tell me what you've heard. You would know the most relevant ones since you see them spring up or hear them first hand. Grandmother and I only have our own insiders and so perhaps things are a bit.. distorted. What do you think the worst rumor at foot is?"
Gentle, easy prodding. Hopefully nothing too heavy and the other would be more prone to relax when shown a measure of trust in such a subject.
imbicilite:
“Oh– please, it’s just Fabien. But it’s such an honor to meet you, Your Highness.”
He wasn’t used to his royal status. It still felt so foreign to him, and he was much more comfortable in his servant’s role given the fact he’d bowed to someone who was by status, his equal. He could never see it that way, though. In his mind he was only a servant, and prefered to think of himself as such.
He’d been nervously yet gently holding on to the tip of one of the Sylveon’s ribbons as he walked in, but he seemed comfortable enough to let go now that he saw the princess wasn’t upset with him.
“What may I do to assist you?”
"If i am to address you as Fabian than it is only fair you call me Margaux."
A gentle smile to further reassure the young man in question. It wouldn't do to scare him or leave him to think that anything done wrong was on his part. She gestured to the chair across from her and filled a second teacup.
"I wished to speak to you of your time here in the household. There have been...rumors I and my Grandmother would like put to rest before anything else might hear of them, I hope you understand?"
(there was also the need to fix the ugly mess her family had created. But that was for another time and another person.)
She smiled as Sylveon leaped with ease into her lap and rested her free hand on the silky smooth back of her partner.
@imbicilite liked for a starter
As much as the Princess wished, hoped and even begged for it.. She wasn't at the event Ursula was throwing for pleasure.
More than one word had reached the Queen's ears over the All hollow's eve event. and thus, Margaux had been sent to clean up Lilia's notably huge messes.
(no one was stupid enough to think Ursula did anything without running it past her Mother first.)
The brunette took a slow sip of her tea as she counted what needed to be done.
One, ensure the young man actually had a salary to his name since there were reports he wasn't getting paid. Two, see if he wanted his status as a dependent dissolved since that had been the second illegal move pulled. After all, they weren't related and no one had left the care of Fabian to them. So, perhaps more odd at this point than less than legal.. but it still bore digging into the why.
(the motives for keeping him were so far unclear. more time would need to be spent watching how the staff members interacted. Likely Lila knew her hold was slipping on the staff and fast.)
But, she sat her mind into easy as her faithful Sylveon gently led the man of her thoughts into the cozy tearoom.
"Your royal highness Fabian. It is a pleasure to be able to speak with you."
In love with disaster starter call! will more than likely get to these in the morning since it’s a bit late here.
will hit up the DM’s for plotting come sun rise.
Which character trope are you?
The Mentor
A more experienced advisor or confidante to a young, inexperienced character, particularly to a hero. You are seen as an old soul by your peers and you have a natural quirk of wanting to take care of others. You seem to be the most mature of your friends and you love giving them advice. You seem to have a lot of experience with trouble and the woes of the world, but you know how to handle what life throws at you.
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lunarisvesperaregina:
“Oh please, you flatter me so. Gym Leader I may be, but I’m not as grand as you make me out to be. If you wish to speak of amazing Gym Leaders, my aunt and uncles are all quite fitting in that regard.” But hey, conversing with figures out of her league was something she was used to, especially on business trips like these. She’d turn to smile at the Metagross, before pouring some tea for the other and resuming. Was this polite young lady really related to that brat? Honestly!
“And if you wish for me to drop the honorifics, I don’t mind. I just didn’t wish to offend, is all. I’ve enough people on my tail as is.” Her own companion, napping under the table, could attest.
"It's always better to be careful and not risk things. I understand that very well. And.. if your Aunt and uncle are amazing i'm sure they've taken time to make sure you're just as good. After all family looks after each other the best they can."
A smile down at the Pokemon in question as Margaux lowered herself into the chair and accepted the tea.
"I must admit, i was quite glad to hear of guests from so far away visiting. It's always a pleasure to learn of new places before I visit so that i don't make a fool of myself. And reading up from books is one thing. But it's always better to get a first hand account. But i do hope you've enjoyed your time spent here in Kalos.. this is your second visit to partake in an event i think?"
