"Hello." she greets him with smile, however, somehow she sees that he tied with prosthetic arm of his. She's a bit worried.
"Hm, why are you tied? Is this a work of that Dusknoir near you?"
Romeo: He just drags me along for his shenanigans since he's still my boss. Luckily, this is one of the harmless ones that he's gotten me into...for now.
"Oh, hello there, dears!" wave and tail wag. Like as always. But she's eating some food.
"I hope I'm not interrupting you with my look. Anyways, I'm Tsuya! I'm a child of Alola! What about both of you? Where ya both came from? Of course, you don't need to tell, woof ha." she's playful showing her right paw.
"Nice to meet you, Tsuya!" Meg said cheerfully, giving a little wave. "I'm Meg. I was born in Kanto, actually, but I spent most of my life in Kalos, which is where I still live nowadays. Rhyhorn racing capital of the world!"
"I'm from Unova," Kyo said simply, "but I live in Kanto for now as part of my deployment."
"I've heard Alola is lovely! Which island are you from, if I may ask?" Meg asked.
She approaches a tiny Arceus. Her tail starts to wag for some reason.
"Oh goodness, you're sooo sooo...
WOOF, m-my apologies, where's my manners. I'm Tsuya! What about you? You're...an Arceus, perhaps? I know I've read some legends about the Pokédeities. But why are you so...?"
She is trying not to upset him with calling small, tiny, etc. so she is a little bit sweating.
“HI MISS!!” Loraifo shouted with all the enthusiasm his tiny body could muster, staring up at the Lycanroc with eyes filled with excitement. “You look really cool, I’ve never seen someone like you!”
“Tsuya is a really pretty name! Mine is Loraifon! I am an Arceus! I know I might look different from other Arceus, but that’s what I am.” Loraifon was still young, and not the best at picking up social clues. When Tsuya trailed off he didn't really get what she was trying to ask or imply, and so he simply responded as best he could. “I’m really green because it’s like, all my powers went ‘bwaaah’ all over my body before I hatched. That’s what my mom tells me at least!” Of course she’d said it in a much more detailed manner, but he couldn't remember all the big words she’d used right now. He’d have to ask her again later.
“What about you Miss? Is there a special reason why you look how you do? Is it normal where you’re from?” he questioned, full of curiosity and eager to learn.
As she sitting here, she makes a double paw wave and tail wag.
"Hello hello, dear. I really hope you're having a good time there!
Anyways, do you have something that might make my day for this event? Like, something popular or anything? Can be alcoholic I don't really mind, hehe..."
Honestly? Manning the bar is the best time I can have. Something I'm good at, I get to interact with others at an easy pace, I don't have to move around as much as the others.
[As he said that one of his other cousins was passing by in a rather hurried manner, accentuating Gabe's point as he laughed quietly.]
Aside the coquito, sangria is pretty popular. All the fruits that are in it are picked right before the batch is made, and the wine is from the winery the Vasquez brothers run in Paldea now.
Fruity, sweet, sour, bitter, spicy, anything you can think of-I have the stuff to make it no problem.
She carefully approaches the forest and follows the jingling. She smiles upon getting closer.
As Drastena treads through the forest, the jingling becomes louder and louder. And, far easier to parse. The jingling starts slowly becoming words.
“- this enough?”
“- a few more baskets.”
“I’ll let Bobble and Clank know!”
After that reply, a small flutter of wings is heard and followed by the sound of bells.
Despite the conversation being heard, no one seems to be there. In fact, the sound seems to be coming from the underbrush below… After further inspection, a glimpse under the leaves reveals a group of five small pokemon resting on stems. All are adorned with small fairy wings, gleaming on the small amounts of sunlight that made it through the foliage.
It doesn’t seem like they’ve noticed Dratesna’s presence until -
“We’ve been spotted.”
The small Corvisquire practically snarls to her companions. They all start to flutter away - the Corvisquire waiting until the others have moved before joining.
Suddenly, however, one stops.
“Wait, isn’t that a dragon? What’s one doing outside of Neverland?”
The question makes the small blue fairy pause as well,
“Oh, you’re right!”
The others hesitantly pause, one looking unsure and another looking annoyed. Lastly, the Corvisquire seems both.
“That doesn’t matter! We need to get out of-“
“It’s just a dragon! She might be lost. Maybe she needs help getting back? Plus, she seems friendly! We should at least wait for Tink to come back and see what she thinks.”
“Fawn…” The Corvisquire groans, realizing this isn’t an argument she will win. After all, she knows that if she leaves with the others, Fawn will simply stay behind regardless…
With the Corvisquire halting her escape, the other two potential escapees cautiously stay where they are, watching wearily to see how things go. The Teddiursa, Poliwag, and Corvisquire look to Drastena expectantly.