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❝ a person…? you’re a rare sight. ❞ mono, to yui!
pokémon BD/SP starters. = accepting.
a rare sight? yui would not agree as much. she sees people all the time, albeit not people wearing funny bags for hats. she holds her tongue, umber eyes scrutinizing the boy before her. she fingers her flashlight, keeping it off for now.
"do people not come around here often?" an inquiry, soft out of necessity; who knows what could overhear and decide to investigate.
❝ i’m glad you’re safe. ❞ six, to mono!
pokémon BD/SP starters. = accepting.
shuddering, shaky breaths pierce the air, audible even through his helm that consists of a miniscule grocer's bag. mono tilts his head to look this way and that; a little confirmation that truly they are now in their safe hidey-hole. his heart is racing and blood is rushing through his ears so loudly that he nearly misses her quiet remark.
nearly.
paper crinkles as he turns his head to face her, blank eyes glancing her over. no blood. no viscera. nothing immediately evident. it calms his nerves ever-so-slighty.
" 'm glad you're safe," is his quiet but swift response. concern is in the cracks of his hoarse voice. "are you hurt?"
prompts for asking favors. = accepting.
@aquaticsoul said: ( for clear ) -> "Can I ask you to do something for me?"
clear raises his head, shielded violet eyes locking onto the man. clear blinks, puzzled by the sudden break in the silence. he tucks his knees closer to his chest, staring curiously.
"what is it, friend? don't hold your tongue."
❛ go! i'm not sure how much longer i can hold on ... ❜ Local aetherling using what little time stop capability he has to freeze foes in place. (Teal @ Sherbet)
SACRIFICE STARTERS = accepting.
sherbet cookie does not like to fight. he prefers to let himself be battered in favor of a more pacifistic solution. nearly every situation is one that someone can talk out. with a little agility and a little endurance, anger or wrath could be dissipated enough to encourage a peaceful outcome. this is one of the situations where that is not possible.
sherbet cookie does not like to fight, but that doesn't mean he is incapable of doing so. he is a herald of winter; each person he meets is eventually assured that the title is far more than glamour and marginal prestige. the frost spirit drifts backward a bit, visible blue eye scanning the hostiles with a cold gaze.
then, he swings his rod. pastry and frosting he may be, but the ice crystals that sprout from the ground are certainly not. the size of the ice is proportional to the enemies. the ice snakes around them, swallowing them whole; the magical frost seals them inside a shivering tomb. for how long is debatable, but it will be ten minutes at the most. winter has not failed him before.
snowflakes fall around the area. sherbet cookie is audibly panting from effort.
"...let's get out of here."
