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" The effort is certainly appreciated. I doubt Giovanni knows how to style his hair. A vanilla look for a vanilla man. "
@leoardere
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Ghetsis choked softly upon hearing that last line. To say something with such casualty- it surprised him, to say the least. However, the praise kept him from questioning it.
" Quite. I believe he is starting to grey already as well- I'm older than him and haven't a single grey hair. Hah. "
leoardere replied to your post: A surprise call. "Cyrus, I've landed myself in the...
“The bastard stabbed me Cyrus. We were fighting like men. We were locked in honorable combat and he messed it all up.”
“---Something tells me that there are two very distinct sides to this story.”
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Dress in something simple, she told herself.
A tank top, thin red jacket and a skirt that barely went past her index finger, coupled with torn up tights beneath and a simple pair of boots. No sense in needing to dress in anything that would draw attention to herself as she leaned against the wall right next to the entrance of the cafe.
Plenty of teenagers here. Courtney remembered being a teen. Everyone was out there partying while she’d just sit at home, more often than not just staring at a pen and pad and an open book, monotonously doing homework until dinner time rolled along and she’d go sit in her room and lay in bed with dull thoughts. It wasn’t until Team Magma when she was around twenty that she felt that she had a purpose. That was when Maxie himself breathed life into her bland existence, resuscitating her into the world of the living.
For that, and his purpose to better the world, she felt indebted to him.
It’s why she was here, waiting on the man who was pretty much seven feet tall, easily having two feet over her. Tiny compared to him, which would make any potential onlookers curious about what kind of dynamic they’d have, she was certain. After all, Lysandre DID carry an attention grabbing... aura to him.
Pulling out of her phone from one pocket and a pack of gum from another, she unwraps a stick and pops it in her mouth while checking the time.
The flavor of artificial sugar hits her senses as she reads 11:55 AM on the clock.
Lifting her head up to take another glance around at the crowd, seeing no tall lion man anywhere.
You’ve got six minutes, Lysandre.
This one looked different than the one Lily had shown him. But he gave her some nice beans anyway and gently pet her.
(@leoardere liked for a starter!)
Generally, when Rei identified someone who had come dangerously close to destroying civilization, she at least knew to put on a facade of politeness.
Asuka... didn’t care.
“Hey! Dummkopf!” she barks down from atop a pile of rubble that used to be a Geosenge house. “Who said der Gevatter Tod had any right to still be standing?! Get outta here or I’ll make you!”
leoardere replied to your post “when another Lysandre follows you… the fancy lions, they’re...”
"Excuse you, I am the only Lysandre."
Looks at @fatedflare, @lostflare, @beautyxndeath, and @grandedamedekalos.
“Of course you are, sir.”
"Ah hello again. I hope that troublesome pokemon doesn't harm you again."
“Oh, Alola—Wait, troublesome Pokemon…you mean Nalani?”
Nalani, standing next to RIz, gives Lysandre a small wave. She didn’t bring her guitar today, so if Riz embarrasses herself again, she’ll be on her own.
