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[pinktransceiver]

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“I do!” She smiles up at him with her hands behind her back. “I’m... very talented at using my voice. See?” She clears her throat and takes a step back to give herself a moment to prepare her voice. 

“That’s when you can build a bridge of light, that’s what turns the wrongs all right, that’s when you cannot give up the fight. That’s when love turns nighttime into day, that’s when loneliness goes away, that’s why you gotta be strong tonight.” 

“Only love can build us a bridge of light~” 

She opens her eyes and smiles at Akachi with a small hint of fluster on her face. “Can you do it too...? I’d love to hear!” 

[floralfiness]

Garden of Creation [closed w/ midstofcreation]

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It wasn’t just the fact that the forest itself had drawn her attention to it ever since she laid eyes on it, but the fact that Soleil could feel something beyond the array of dead branches. The trip to Kalos wasn’t all that bad and she had already made her rounds to where Geosenge was. 

The last place Xerneas was said to be at, of course. 

The pokemon of life that held a lot of meaning to her ever since she had learned of the great pokemon’s true power. If they were no longer around in Geosenge... then there was a possibility that they were right here.

A light flickered through the branches and before she knew it, Soleil and her Trevenent had stumbled out of the labyrinth of dead branches. Now she was standing in a beautiful field filled with young energy that she could easily pick up. Crisp sweet scented air could be tasted with each drawn breath- a sign that this place had not been touched at all by man. 

“Trev...” The ghost type crept its way over the few beds of flowers before stopping with a wide-eyed stare. “Trevenent...?” The aroma lady made sure to be careful where she stepped, not wanting to damage any of the precious flowers, before her gaze finally shifts over to where here pokemon had been looking at. 

There were tons of pokemon gathered around- Ditto, Zoroark, Noctowls, and many more. What drew her attention even more was something else entirely. Something big with a brilliant white coat that contrasts harshly against the greenery it was laying in. 

It looked like a white Sawsbuck... but there was also a gate-like ring around its abdomen? Her first thought went to Xerneas- but this creature did not have any antlers like depicted in the many stainless glass pieces she has seen before. The only hint she could see was a white veil. A Normal-type then, right?

“What kind of pokemon are you...” Sol found herself asking the question aloud as her Trevenent merely lowered its arms. There was no need to show any aggression, only admiration from the ghost-type. “I would’ve thought Xerneas would’ve been living here, but you’re not them...” 

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A Shift in Thought

[After Thoughts of This Post] ( threaded with @midstofcreation )

Her heart was still pounding, even after she had ventured off from the wild fields of the pokemon village. The encounter with the alpha god, of all pokemon, was still shocking her very core. Who would have thought that Sol would have run into it, not to mention have a serious conversation with them. 

A shape-shifting pokemon that can take the form of whatever they saw fit.  

The whole other ordeal she was trying to get over mentally... was not from the encounter with them by themselves, but what the god had shown her. 

Organs. The inner workings of a steel-type that made her shiver to the very core. The firm belief that steel-types are not natural, that are not meant to be a part of this world- she was at a loss for words over the viewing of the Lairon he had shown her. The memory made her cringe, on the edge of vomiting to the point where even now as she remembered it, she felt heat run up her throat for a split second. 

She could still envision the steel-type in the arms of the ‘man’ that had summoned it seemingly out of nowhere. The arms that suddenly appeared and pulling the Lairon, causing it to break open and snap in half in order for him to show her that the pokemon was, indeed, alive. 

She felt another wave of nausea overflow her, hand cupping her mouth as she remembered seeing red. Beneath the steel platings, beneath a seemingly lifeless (to her) body, it had a heart. A mind. Lungs to breathe, organs to function. Despite the way she thought about steel-types, Akachi proved to her that the pokemon was in fact real. 

It deserved life, just like everything else that lived and breathed earth’s air. It deserved to be revered as a living organism, something that Sol had denied for so  long. 

It deserved so many things... that for the first time, Soleil was sent into a conflicted spin. She could still hear the echoing words of the association in her head. 

It’s a steel type, so it’s unnatural!

It’s fake! It doesn’t belong here. 

An object, nothing more, nothing less. 

It had been ingrained in her mind that pokemon such as Lairon were a freak of nature... but now the aroma lady was realizing something. 

Perhaps she had thought wrong...?

[freezefallen-blog]

As much as the trick would be an amusing one, the shaved ice was by no means unflavored. Actually, it was intended to be something of a mix, and it seemed he had excelled a little too good at making it unrecognizable. Yukio’s lips pursed and he placed his own cup of shaved ice down upon the tabletop.

“It may surprise you, but it’s intended to be a mixture of many different berries. However, I didn’t add any coloring; I imagined it would ruin the surprise.”

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[spatialgoddess]

Cont / X

‘‘It is not that surprising, i only believe it was about time that i do so’‘, visiting, that is. As for the brought meal, they had tried out some and while it felt warm, it always seemed to relieve the throats of humans, somehow.

‘‘I think this is meant to be chicken soup, as peoples confirmed’‘, they merely inform before taking a free seat. ‘‘Indeed, we have much to discuss’‘, its not like they were the only one doing travels, surely Akachi do the same, no doubts.

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