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@mxstball

Angelica would find herself on Sinnoh, having just finished some 'work' that required her presence to be around in this region in particular, and got paid a generous sum for it. A bit disappointing that she ended it too quickly, as she now has too much time on her hands.

That being said, while she was walking with Titania by her side, a thought did come across her. What route was she in again? She would then check on her gps, and it would show that she is currently in Route 216. Now, why does that sound so familiar...?

'if you ever find yourself in northern Sinnoh, there's this lounge in Route 216. It's a bit out of the way, but you're more than happy to go there and ask for me'.

Oh, right. What Heidi recommended back then. Since she's now curious if the lounge does exist around here, she would then go and take a look.

"Hm." One of her burner phones would ring. A message, it seemed. Hence, she would pick it up, her expression being one of curiosity.

Seems that it was a message for 'Morgan'. She hadn't opened it yet, but it likely might be from Heidi herself, as she did shared her both Vivian and Morgan calling cards, or from Dinah.

"... Talk about coincidence." She spoke dryly, before then opening and reading the message.

[divinusincognitus]

@mxstball

Since when was the last time she had found herself in this place? Spear Pillar. A monument of reverence, of ancient wonder... Once. At least before its ruination. A mixture of fine emotions, memories... and rot was something she had felt the moment she had stepped foot before the ancient ruins, after long since she had abandoned her throne to walk among the mortal plane.

It was more of the third, of course, on a creeping, intensifying surge, but... The rot is under control. For now.

She would have had enjoyed a moment of nostalgia in this place. After all, this place also was and is still, the gateway to the Hall of Origin. Home. Yet what of nostalgia, if all she could remember was eras of solitude when she was on her throne?

The Pathfinder's moments of nostalgia and of surging rot would be interrupted, when she had felt a presence, just close by, to which she would then turn around to face whoever it was that had unintentionally interrupted her.

"... Curious." She began. "Not many come to this place nowadays. Usually its either something critical or of utmost importance happening here, or for personal reasons. I wonder which one of those would be the reason for you?"

[kxraunos]

"The prodigal son returns." She muttered to herself. Sure, he has grown, but the resemblance on whatever record, fragments of them, about this certain individual does have certain descriptions that do fit. She'd criticize the old relic for everything he's done, and how his breakdown was a complete waste... But at least he had the least bit interesting loose end left behind.

Shame the old relic of days past has squandered such potential.

Then again, from what she had gathered since her return to Unova years ago, she can assume that as manipulative as he was, his temper was wasteful.

... But perhaps she can still salvage. Its a long shot in the dark, but there's always a non-zero chance. She's always found a way to make things work.

"Welcome." She began, approaching N as she smoothly weaved across the crowd flocking the store for her infrastructure's products. "You're just in time for the grand reopening of Kerauno-Mart after some key renovations. Are you interested on trying some Keraunos-based commodities, or are you here to window shop for a future purchase?"

@weisskunig

[devilishgreen]

@forbiddenwoodlands​ asked: ❝ don’t look. ❞ -from drakken | x (accepting)

 Shego grinned wickedly, absolutely not going to do what Drakken said. She rarely obeyed Drakken when it came to non mission related things, especially whenever she was in one of her mischief making moods. Shego had an appetite for destruction now, and she would fulfill it by mocking and messing with Dr. D. 

 “Aw come on, surely you can share with me.” She teased. “Aren’t we a team?” 

 Waltzing over, Shego leaned over his shoulder, peering at whatever it was that she wasn’t supposed to look at. It seemed to be some kind of plan for some device, and Shego snatched it from his hands, holding it within her green and black gloves as she looked over it. Shego had a passable knowledge of how to read blueprints, and she wasn’t ignorant in how to understand science schematics. But Drakken’s papers were different, something she couldn’t describe. 

 “So what am I looking at?” Shego asked, a mocking smile on her face. “Is it ‘plan destined to fail in thirty minutes’ or ‘operation destined to fail in fifteen?” Shego looked over to Drakken, her eyes alight with amusement. “I can get a bit confused on the particulars.” 

[sweetscenes]

@notbatboy​ asked: (@ Jon) Damian’s just gonna curl up next to Jon like a cat. That’s all.

 Jon looks at Damian, his eyes widening in shock at the movement before he quickly recovered and smiled. Damian was more cat than bat, so this didn’t really surprise him for long. 

 “Hey D, you want something?” 

[oflockhearted]

@celestialborn​ says: Angel  hands Tifa  basket of sweets followed by a bottle of aged wine ... particularly fancy, a card reading "to : my dear dear friend"     "Happy Valentines day Tifa,   you should share the wine with Reno~ "He says with a wink

Unprompted ask | Always accepting

The gifts were resplendent. Finely made, and wrapped neatly.

“Wow! Angel. These look gorgeous and so delicious! Who knew you were such a talented baking artist too?” Not that he didn’t look the part. Just the fact he wielded a gun and knew how to tear an enemy a new hole... yet, his fingers were gentle enough to take time to practice the fine art of sweet decorations.

When it came to his last comment Tifa nearly dropped the basket. However, studying herself, she attempts to play it off with a laugh. Its not like anyone knew. nobody knew.

                    Angel was just messing with her.  Yeah. Right! That’s all! Just jokes!

“Ah...ahaha. I...I don’t know what you’re talking about!” Her smile was wide. Perhaps too wide. Fake, definitely. Sure. She may think the turk ( @onewinged-tragedy​ ) was...interesting. But Angel couldn’t have been implying that maybe. Perhaps. She kind of... liked him?       Jokes!

“A-Anyway. Thank you so much for this. I’ll be sure to break in this wine when I take my bubble bath!”

[stetsuwuninu]

-- i was gonna try peeking back in on here to see what folks are up to, but, uh! the ui seems. Different !

and by that i mean. blinding,

i think i will just check back another time but i love you guys!!!!