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[ 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 ] : sender takes a hold of receiver's both hands. // rui holding axel's haaands
He stares at her and then looks at their hands and then sighs softly and grips hers in return, but his forehead comes to rest against hers. "... You're making it very hard not to take this, hmm... 'relationship' more seriously... You know that, right?"
✏️ Ok so for AZ, since I have Alysa rotating around in my head 24/7: Legends ZA verse stuff? With Alysa being in place of Harmony/the protag. I would love to see how they would interact, *maybe* form a genuine friendship? 🥺
but if you have other kinds of ideas, I'm down to hear those too!
If you have any ideas for headcanons, plots, or relationships for our muses, now's the time to share! Send in ✏️+ your idea(s), and I'll give you my thoughts!
((I'm down for that! I have a feeling there's going to be a lot of negative emotions directed towards AZ (which is fine and justified-my own muses aren't happy with him), so I think it would be nice for him to have some genuinely positive relationships as well!))
@apocryphall's Alysa / continued from here
"I don't think so." Rosa smiles in a way she hopes is reassuring, fearing that the girl's demureness might stem from intimidation. It's a wild thought to her, considering hardly anyone she knows considers her scary in any way.
"I'm pretty good with faces, so I don't think I'd confuse you for someone else. Oh well, I'm sure it'll come to me eventually!" she adds with a laugh before extending her hand to the student. "It's nice to meet you, regardless. I'm Rosa. What's your name, and how do you like Blueberry Academy?"
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Hard work is not Drayton's style. If he could have wiggled his way out of this, then he would have. At least, that's what he would have normally done, but it's different this time around since it concerns his own Pokemon.
Archaludon needed to be cleaned up after a battle, the steel-dragon type having gotten hit with some ground moves and left it dirty. A particular Mud Shot had left a hard to scrub off stain. Leaving this in someone else's hand would be preferred, but...this is his Pokemon. He knows them best and he's certain that his ace would prefer him over someone else cleaning him up.
"Yeesh, next time I'm makin' Kingdra use Rain Dance to help," he sighs. It's not a bad idea to use it now, but he doesn't want other students to deal with the rain and snow in the Polar Biome. Even if he's fine with the cold weather, most aren't.
His ears perk up when he hears someone approach. Might as well try his luck if he can get some help, right? He's already cleaned up most of his Archaludon anyway, but help would be appreciated.
"Yo! Mind helping out the Drayster? I bet ya can get some points if ya do."
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She could've walked away, but it was that need to conform to social expectation that kept her, wasn't it? The 'pros' outweigh the 'cons'; being spoken to for a time would be better than losing face and ruminating later... as far as she knew.
And the old man found that very interesting. He was weary now and found it hard to move in his age, but at least his mind persisted to entertain him. Other people, too.
So she took the bait-- or rather, was simply polite and indulged him-- and he ran with it.
"I was one of the head architects here, and partial founder. Despite that, I've never been able to set foot inside until now."
His face showed no sign of deceit, and what was there to believe otherwise? He certainly looked eccentric enough to have aided in the making of the academy, but then again...
His one peering red eye was daunting, only made more so by the time-worn pale skin around it. If everything else about him was falling to time, whatever spirit was behind his eyes refused to.
Yes, it was cloistering. Especially so when he slowly turned to angle her body towards Alysa. What should've been a welcoming gesture, inviting further conversation, would only make the kid feel more put on the spot.
"I'm glad to hear you're enjoying your enrollment so far..." He pauses for a moment, tilts his head, gets an idea that amuses him, and continues: "My name is Galt. You'll have to excuse me if I can't shake your hand, I don't have the easiest time standing." He gestures with the cane in his hand to his eye. It feels as though the tension has eased.
"... You sound Kalosian. Is that right? We are pleased to have you in Unova anyway, it's a veritable mosaic of humanity, I can only hope you find it favourably in comparison to your home region."
" I knew someone who's name was Skibidi Rizz, not entirely sure how she got that name to be honest. "
He's a little bit of B and C.