Dancing Petals

"Welcome to Dancing Petals. Please, join us inside. The beautiful bouquets await your eyes. Just don't forget to see which one of us is here today." ~Closed Twins Trainer Class Aff DY ~

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Wilted || Javier & Sophia

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He nodded, cautiously following after her. “Sophia. It is nice to meet you. I’m sorry it’s under such circumstances.” He offered a weak smile at that, continuing through the forest as she led. He glanced at the Abra perched on her head again, wondering if the Pokemon also knew what that little episode meant. The Abra probably did; Psychic-types were like that. 

“Floaroma. That’s where all those lovely meadows are, correct?” He’d passed through before, and had taken his time resting in said meadow. Javier could only imagine how strange he might have looked to even himself in that moment–the man always on the move, laying down in a bed of grasses and flowers, just enjoying the sun and the breeze.

It was a nice place to live. He’d hate to screw it up. He feared he may have already made Sophia uncomfortable. Obviously he hadn’t meant to, but that didn’t change anything. Still…to find another psychic, that was something. And she was probably far more powerful than he, judging from the episode in her bedroom. It was hard to compare, of course; different gifts, and all that. But it was clear she had immense talent from as young an age as he. 

But that conversation could be had when his lungs had decided to settle down for the evening. 

The brunette walked with grace along the pathway that was winding between the various trees and shrubbery decorating the ever growing dark Eterna Forest. Her steps were slow and steady, rhythmic to the sounds of her own breathing to keep calm against the nightmares and terrors that were threatening her mind.

She would repress them again in time, mastery of the craft of sealing away unwanted intrusions had taken some time, but manageable. Determined to not let this take hold of her form, she turned back to give him a soft smile as she walked.

“Don’t worry too much, I have guided many lost travelers through the forest. You are not bothering me, although I am sorry that I found you in such health.” She paused, thinking for a moment. Yes, distractions, those were good for her repression process. It would speed things up nicely. “The flowers and meadows around Floaroma make it an ideal place for people to relax and take a break from the chaos. It will be a good place to rest for you, to recover some of your health.”

Natsume had been quite silent for the most part, but decided to throw in his own two cents as she finished. I am sure with enough time and medicinal herbs, you will be feeling better shortly. The pathway had begun to wind toward another part of the forest, and reached a branching path. “What brings you to the Forest?”

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Take a Sip | | Jeanne ~✽

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littleladythief:

It wasn’t often Jeanne went out to bars in the middle of the week by herself anymore, but the day had demanded a chance to unwind. It was one of the many fashionable spots for nightlife in Lumiose, a place she frequented but did not quite own in the way of the usual haunt of Nightshade. That place, though, would not do her good on a weeknight. 

She’d been flirting on and off with the bartender, trying to drive down the price of her drinks to very little success. Alas, he was new and stuck to protocol. When he came around again at the beckoning of a new patron, she sent a wink his way, just to remind him of her existence. 

But within moments he was off, hands full preparing this and that for newcomers to the bar. There was little but the music to distract Jeanne from the friendly greeting to her left. Turning herself to face this girl–a foreigner, perhaps?–she allowed a smile to play across her own lips. 

“Hello there. Yes, it’s quite packed for a Wednesday, but that is the nightlife of Lumiose, after all. What brings you here?”

Alarana had been sipping on the nice cocktail the bartender had brought for her, a nice mixture of sweets and alcohol tingling on her tongue. These were the kind of drinks he lived for, the ones that made it hard to tell the effects it was having. But she knew her limits, a seasoned veteran at this sort of thing by now.

The girl next to her seemed pretty used to this sort of atmosphere, maybe she frequented this place. And if so…maybe she could get some input on some of the special drinks. The blonde smiled, placing the drink back on the counter after she finished it off with relative ease.

“I don’t think I’ve seen any sort of place packed on a Wednesday of all days. I’m here for a great time and high fashion, and this is everything I needed. I’m Alarana, here from out of town for a few days off from home. Are you from around here?”

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Take a Sip | | Jeanne ~✽

starter for @littleladythief

Dressed in one of her classier dresses, Alarana was out on the town that evening. She did her errands for the day already, and now it was time to relax and party just a little bit. All work and no play made for a very boring day after all. The blonde all but threw open the door to a rather fancy looking bar, compete with music and a killer atmosphere.

It was the most modern bar she’d seen in a long time, and was all too quick to try and find a place to sit. Bright blue eyes scanned the area, trying to pinpoint where exactly would be the best place to take a seat and watch the madness. It was pretty full despite being in the middle of the week.

Finding an open seat at the bar, she slid onto the bar stool, waving down the bartender for a sweet mixed drink to start off her night. Taking a look over, she saw another girl probably around her age. Smiling, she waved while she waited for her drink. “Hey~, great crowd huh?”

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Departure: Your Administration is to blame

As you are all no doubt aware, I have officially dropped my muses in UBR as well as stepped down from being a mod. There are quite the variety of reasons and there will be names and why exactly this place is no longer fit to house me as an individual.

On multiple occurrences, my tone has been questioned when serious matters are to be addressed. I type in perfect syntax and grammar to emphasize that I am very much invested in the outcome of this dispute. Not two hours later, I receive backlash. Jiji, you are the reason this place you have built with your puppets and playthings, will become just like National Park.

You have used your mental illness to such a degree that you have tried to manipulate my way of speaking because it is "Not what you're used to". I am a multifaceted human being with quite the range of typing and speech. And you will see them all very soon.

Not only did you try to manipulate me in such a way, you had to take it one step further and demand that I remove certain messages calling you out for trying to manipulate me, while using a new tactic: guilt tripping. It was such an unreadable message it took me several minutes to even decipher the message.

Your tyranny doesn't stop there. Oh No, there's more. We bring up serious discussions as administrators and it is our job to handle things like adults. You are clearly not suited for this position. Not only have you done all these things, you, Jiji, called me out for my attitude. You mean when I saw through your fancy tactics to try and make it seem like you didn't bend the rules around you and your puppets to scrape by on activity? Oh I'm sorry you didn't like that? Maybe you should check your duties before making me a monster for wanting to follow the rules YOU WROTE. On top of This, you and a fellow mod have done nothing but gang up on me and just blatantly ignore my logic and evidence because it didn't coincide with you precious little happy cult. Disgusting and despicable.

But I'm not finished with my grievances. You came to me, and we discussed why it was you had wronged me, even begged for me to give you a second chance. And not long after This, I find out you have done nothing but slander my name and intentions to my own closest friends. I have never felt more disrespected by someone in all my life. You, jiji, you are just like Cas.

Not only do your behaviours directly mimic hers, but you just had to do just a little bit more. I was told of the lies you spread about me. You preach love and acceptance and in the same breath have stabbed your own fellow mod in the back. You have become the monster you so desperately wanted to get rid of. You have become Cas. You have become nothing more than a revenge filled puppet of your own games. You are so obsessed with being better than National Park that you forgot why it was this opened. You have lost your purpose, and it disgusts me. You are so obsessed with numbers and being more that you don't care whether or not they're active. They're on the masterlist and that's all that matters to you.

You will not silence my voice. You will not take away my will to fight for justice. And you absolutely WILL NOT slander my name when I have so much proof that you have become such a disgrace as a mod.

For those of you who wish to see the screenshots of several conversations, I am more than happy to oblige you. This place has no business preaching love and acceptance when such a mod like Jiji has injured me in such a way they twisted my own words to make themselves the victim. You are not the victim. You are just another Cas.

I will never participate in such a place that has done nothing but spread false happiness and destroyed my passion for roleplay like Jiji has done. I will never forgive you for what you have done to me or my friends, you coward.

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Star Lights | | Psychics Anonymous ~✿

@retroception / @psychokineticenergy

It was decided among the three of them that a trip at the dawn of the New Year would be best suited to really connect with their surroundings. After a few group texts of possible locations, Mount Moon was decided, for a variety of reasons. Psychic energy flows well with the moon, and thus their trip was born, rising amidst a new year’s celebration.

Sophia and Natsume, still perched on the young psychic’s head, had begun to journey toward the mountain. She had never visited, but she had heard stories of its natural beauty. After she had walked a while into Eterna, she had channeled their combined power to take them to the tip of the mountain, wherein rested a small area perfect for a campsite. With her backpack full of supplies, she began to set up the tent her mother had let her borrow, donned on her person with the scarf Elliot had been so generous to gift her.

Natsume had perked up as she worked, humming. Hello, and greetings. Welcome to our new home for the evening. I am so pleased to see you both. Sophia smiled, pausing to bow to her companions. “Hello, it’s very nice to see you both again.”

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Beyond Physical Bounds | | Elliot ~✿

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psychokineticenergy:

Elliot smirked. Natsume was a gem, and his new best friend. And Sophia seemed just as nice if a little shy.

“Elliot, and these are Pytho and Pythia,” he said. “But don’t worry. Honestly it’s refreshing to have someone want me to hear them. You speak with such purpose, Natsume.”

You are quite powerful to be only an Abra, Pytho said.

Indeed, it seems your Sophia does not accept the thought of mutual growth. Her fear of it is expected but disappointing, Pythia added.

Be nice, Elliot thought, before continuing aloud, “They’re really quite nice, but they can be a bit critical of people. Actually, they helped me a lot when I was younger. I didn’t like being this way either, but that’s a bit silly. It’s nice to meet you as well. Not to assume, but seeing as it’s Floaroma, are you a florist?”

He winked at Natsume, his twin Meowstic giggling.

Natsume was instantly intrigued, even more so now. Sophia could sense his mental waves begin to assess their situation. She never imagined that someone would be so open to his words…that weren’t already acquainted with his way of speaking. Why thank you, Trainer Elliot. It is always a pleasant experience to meet others. We have trained many days, however I am inhibited to grow…for now. Someday, we will both blossom. You both possess much power, I can sense it.

Sophia frowned up at him, but continued to keep her posture stiff and rigid. This was so weird, but she would grow accustomed to other voices in her head other than Natsume’s. “Ah…it is nice to meet you all.” She nodded, looking back toward Dancing Petals. “Yes I am. I work with my mother at the flower shop in town. I am training to be a botanist as good as she is.”

Natsume chuckled, continuing to be perched on her head. Allow us to invite you to our home. Discussion over tea is best when it is of the subjects of the mind. “As he says, we would enjoy having your company if you would like to rest.”

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fall from grace ;; dark & sophia

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shadowbound:

Sophia’s state was worrying to say the least; she reassured him, however, and seemed to hint that it was only a passing condition. It eased his mind slightly, though he still observed her face and complexion intently for any signs of it getting worse. “Please, do tell me if you feel your condition is not improving… yes?”

As he knelt in front of the young woman Haku burst out of his Pokéball, tense and looking ready to fight– he relaxed minutely when he noticed the surroundings had changed, and approached the two trainers. “I didn’t get the chance to introduce my partner to you before.” He gestured to Haku. “This is my Absol; Haku. He’s been by my side for a very long time.” Haku regarded Sophia with an unreadable expression, sniffing curiously at her knee, and the Shadow gave his old friend a gentle pat.

Her eyes were a bit hazy still, trying their best to focus on the various objects in the room, one at a time. First to Dark, then to Haku, and then to Natsume who had hovered off her head and into her lap. He was much more alert now, sensing the dangers that were posed and the energies that still trailed down the mountainside. The edges of her vision were blurry, but she would fight through the drain with a few more minutes. It was odd, to show weakness in front of someone she hardly knew. But it was inevitable when her psychic energy was involved.

The Abra now sitting securely in her lap kept following his attention to Dark, who excused himself to get a few things. She didn’t know why…or how this sort of thing came to be, but she was a bit glad in a way. She had managed to save him from a terrible fate, and while the circumstances of their meeting were unorthodox, she was glad. Natsume began to glow a small bit as Dark wandered toward the small kitchen, producing a glass of water. You should do well to remember your own potential, Sophia.

She frowned at that, but didn’t bother to argue…because she couldn’t. He was back with the glass for her after she assumed some difficulties due to his injuries, and took the glass from his hands, noticing them shake. He must have been…in so much pain… “Thank you for your kindness. It should pass soon, but I will let you know if something changes.”

Taking small sips of the water, it was clear and refreshing, and she didn’t know how much she had needed it until she started drinking. Already, she could feel the color returning, and Natsume had still been glowing that soft blue she had grown to know very quickly…that he was intervening. But his mischief would wait for a moment, when she could see his wound open again, and whether he wanted her too or not, she would be helping him. But it seemed that wasn’t the case, since he had still politely asked.

Natsume teleported back to her head as she stood, taking the glass with her and setting herself down next to him. The glass was empty, and she would refill it in a moment. “Yes, of course.” Taking the first aid kit, she began to rummage through the contents, finding that quite a few of the medical supplies were still intact and very much full. Which was a relief… “Your partner is very dedicated to you. I can see it. It was nice to meet him.” She gave the Absol a small smile, and set to turning her attention back to her work.

Delicate hands began to take wraps and bandages, rubbing alcohol and the small towelettes inside to begin to cleanse the wound on his side. She hummed softly as she worked, a song she sang every time she tended to the greenhouse at home. Mumbling small apologies as she did, she worked ever diligently to clean and patch the best she could. Soothing melodies always managed to soothe her nerves. “Perhaps together, we can get you patched enough to get you to a safer space. I’m already feeling less faint, perhaps it was just dehydration.” But she knew better. “Please tell me if I’m hurting you. I don’t want to make your pain any more if it can be avoided.”

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✧an idol and fan✧

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@twintulips​ || Alarana

 Takeru had been warned against making too much of a fuss when out in public. Being an idol meant that every step he made, every breath he took was watched and scrutinized by the public’s eyes. Any mistake he made could be scrutinized by the very people that supported him. It was definitely a tricky industry, but what fun would there be if risks weren’t involved. That was exactly where the idol found himself.

 Next to his passion for the stage and bringing smiles to his fans, he had a deep love for Pokemon battles. Like many fans have speculated from the forums he’s read, his team wasn’t just for those concerts. Carefully training them, he had proudly assembled a team to achieve his own dreams. However as an idol, freedom was limited and battles were a distant dream until he discovered a way to sneak off from the agency unnoticed.

 “You’ve got this Pyxis!” Pulling down his face mask, Takeru encouraged his rotom with the same enthusiasm he has on stage. Fixing his cap to get a better view of his opponent, he ordered the next attack, winning the match. Pumping his fists in the air with a shout of victory, he then shook his opponents hand while giving them a few tips. Adrenaline was still rushing through his veins as he searched for the next battle when another pair of eyes from a girl caught his attention.

 “What? Did you wanna battle or something!?”

Alarana was known to wander the sidewalks and street, gazing at the stores of all kinds. She didn’t usually have the cash on hand to buy anything, but she loved window shopping! There were all sorts of things she wanted to add to her wardrobe, but nothing she could get right this second. Which was so lame, but she’d just keep working with her mom and her crafts and hope that someday she could get out.

The city just offered so many other things that appealed to her than the quiet space of Floaroma. It just wasn’t the same, and she took many trips to the bigger cities to just experience the life that normal people lived. Well normal for the rich and famous anyway. Sighing, she walked away from a dress shop that she stopped at almost every time she went here, until a noise caught her attention.

Turning on her heels, she saw a battle just down the way. Her curiosity was just too much to not go over and see it. And while she didn’t have any sort of battle skills, she liked to watch at least. The Rotom on the field delivered a final blow to it’s opponent, and she clapped. That’s what people did right? The trainer with the mask…she’d never seen somebody battle like that. But it was cool. It wasn’t until the unknown trainer looked right at her that she started to panic. The blonde shook her head, playing with the strap of her satchel, not really sure what to do with that sorta challenge. “Wha?! Uh! Aha…I don’t know much about battling! I just like to watch and stuff! I’d be too easy of an opponent for you anyway~, seeing how you beat them so easy!”

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Wilted || Javier & Sophia

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It was a good thing she was willing to help; Javier had not been eager to spend the night in this place. Especially considering how eager Spiritomb had seemed about that abandoned mansion. 

He nodded, giving her a wan smile and whispering a “Much appreciated,” just before coughing again, just before she touched him. He hadn’t seen it coming, hadn’t been able to step back and warn her against it. That hardly mattered, because what he witnessed left him stiff and gasping. 

He jerked away as soon as he could, knowing her hand was an offer of support, but suddenly feeling it was a threat. Not a threat from her–a threat to her. What he saw, he could tell, was a secret that was not known to many. 

He should know. It was quite similar to his own. 

The vision left him dizzy and even fainter than before, but he held up a trembling hand to ward her off as she held out her hand to him again. “Please, don’t think me rude,” he gasped out, “but please don’t touch me again at least until we are out of here.” He paused, gathering his breath again. “I will explain when we are in town. I believe you will understand.”

She might already understand, if the memory he’d just witnessed had been called forward in her own mind at the touch. It very well may have been. It wasn’t often he encountered other psychics; he could never really know how their powers would interact with his own. He dug his own nails into his bloodied palm, trying to let the pain ground him. Back to the present, back to reality. 

“Let me at least offer a name instead. I’m Javier. Thank you for your aid.”

It was almost instantaneous that she felt something inside the dark halls of her mind. Her memory when she was a child, it was pulled forth to the forefront of her conscious thoughts, and it left her stunned for a moment. It was a nightmarish one, something she wished she could have changed. But she was still new and learning how her powers operated, and it would be something that would continue to haunt her to this day.

A smaller Sophia was in her room, plagued with terrible nightmares, and it was in that moment she tossed and turned. The furniture of her room inverted, sticking to the ceiling as if someone had turned the gravity off. And when she finally awakened from the nightmare, she had screamed, her furniture crashing down and leaving the room in complete disarray.

Sophia was unsure of what to say, and had no idea what had just transpired in her own mind. But Natsume…he knew. Just like us, Sophia. And she understood why now…why it was he did not want to be touched again. Still a bit shaken by her memory…she nodded slowly. “No…no that is alright. The exit is this way.”

She did not dare reach to steady him, even if she wanted to, seeing him have another coughing fit. She felt bad…if she was indeed the cause of this new pain. Hopefully…she could fix him something that would ease up on his pain. She walked slowly, not wanting to lose him in the forest, and walked with strict poise, her hands folding in front of her. “It is nice to meet you, Javier. My name is Sophia Redwall, flora expert of Floaroma.”

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A simple box is left in front of her doorstep, tied together with a silver ribbon. Upon opening it, there’s an extremely intricate journal. It’s leather bound, containing pages with places to take notes, maps of different regions, and other diagrams. It’s paired with a fountain tip pen, whose side is encrusted with subtle gemstones. “Sophia - I wish you the best of luck in your endeavors. The pursuit of science is one of the most noble journeys one can take. Merry Christmas.” ~ your Secret Santa

Sophia was not expecting to find a gift on her doorstep that morning. It was odd, but her sister had insisted she go look outside. Never did she expect to actually find something out there. Taking the box inside, she opened it slowly. 

The journal was marvelous, and she opened the pages carefully. It was set with many diagrams and maps, and she was stunned. This would be perfect for her research on the various flora in each of the other regions she someday wished to visit…and to study. And the pen…it was beautiful. The young psychic looked to her dearest companion resting on the table, watching her look over her gift from a mysterious person. “It was so kind of them…to leave me something like this. I will make great use of this when I’m out studying! Your gift will see great use in the future. Merry Christmas, Secret Santa.”

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( to Alarana ) a medium sized box, wrapped in black and tied with a red ribbon. inside is a cape - deep midnight black with gold etchings, luscious to the touch, comfortable to wear, can double as a cloak. there's also hidden pockets sewn on the inside. ( to the receiver, it is suited for travelling. durable, can hold heat and cold. may you find it useful ) ~ your Secret Santa

Alarana stared at the box, unsure of what to make of it. But she took the box inside, humming and setting it down neatly on the table to begin unwrapping it. Making sure not to damage it, she pulled out the most beautiful looking cape she’d ever seen.

Taking it fully out of the box, she immediately fell in love. Putting it on, she found the hidden pockets and all! This was going to be perfect! “Ah! Thank you Secret Santa~! I love this sooooo much! I’m going to wear this EVERYWHERE!”

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Endless Meadow | |Kukui ~✿

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prof-alola:

Kukui maintained his friendly smile as he quietly observed the girl before him. Up close, she did look quite tired. A little pale with slight bags underneath her eyes, she regarded him in confusion, probably not expecting his appearance. The professor couldn’t help but feel a swell of concern the longer he took in the sight. If she was someone that he knew personally, Kukui would have insisted that she went back home and get some rest. As it was, he just had to see how she would respond.

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Sophia avidly listened to what this man had to say. He looked rather odd, but then again she was certain he thought her appearance was rather strange as well. While she still tried to maintain her composure, it was becoming increasingly more obvious the longer she stood there that she needed a nap in an actual bed instead of camping outside like she had been.

Yawning a bit, she tried her best to put on a friendly demeanor, but it was rather difficult. But then he began to speak about the flowers, and suddenly her intention became much easier to convey. It was her passion, her life’s work. And she would be more than happy to indulge her knowledge to the man before her.

“Ah? A couple of days I believe? Oh yes that makes some sense. I have seen quite a few insect looking Pokemon around the area. They tend to flock in places like these. Thicker? Hmm, let me see…” Sophia pondered for a moment, trying to remember all the flora she had come across. “I believe I had seen one like it yesterday. It was off that way…” Already she was growing dizzy, and she was not quite sure how exactly to handle that. She rubbed her temple, trying to steady her spinning mind.

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Destroyer of Shadows | | Wes ~✽

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echoesoforre:

Wes had… had a feeling that something was amiss; it was what he had feared, and the reason why, even after all of these years, he kept his Snag Machine with him at all times; yes, he would’ve loved the prospect of discarding the old thing and going back to being a regular shadow among the midst of the crowd, and dared to even think of the possibility of things becoming… normal once more — becoming somebody of the everyday, who had no obligations and no fame and no name and no duties. But it was selfish of him; selfish of him to wish that for himself without taking into account the sheer negligence that it would cause others.

Yes, certainly, he took no pride in always carrying with him a device that had every capability of stealing whatever Pokemon any trainer would own. With his previous escapades, and one done similarly by another boy named Michael, the general consensus among the Orrean people were that the Snag Machine was only ever capable of stealing Shadow Pokemon, for that was the circumstance by which Wes ever dared to use the thing at all. But no; the reality was far more sinister, and he could only suppose he thanked his lucky stars that the general population didn’t suspect nor understand the gravity of the device he held on him. They might think of him differently otherwise, or call for it to get destroyed.

And certainly, he wouldn’t have been opposed to the idea, had it not been for the ever-more grim reality that… it was needed, above all.

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The shaken blonde now terrified for her life, having no idea what was happening or why a Pokemon was attacking her…nothing made sense. Her brain was spinning so fast and she couldn’t keep up. And god she couldn’t stop shaking or crying. Never in her life had she seen a Pokemon so mean and brutal to attack an actual person. What was this place? She didn’t like it here anymore…

Squeezing the Koffing in her arms, inhaling the familiar scent of the smoke…it was helping her calm down. The smells of a Koffing were comforting, albeit super weird and creepy to most. Zuzu was a Pokemon she’d had for many years, and it brought her a lot of happy things when the world was now apparently a very cruel place.

Sniffling and trying to get herself back together, still hurt from when it had slammed into her earlier…with a shaking hand she gripped her stomach. Staring up at the strange goggled man, she nodded slowly, trying to get herself into a better state of mind which was clearly absolutely not working. He had called forth a Pokemon to combat the nasty shark looking thing, and it looked like she was in luck. She wasn’t going to be eaten alive by the terrors of the ocean.

“Th-th-thank y-you…” Alarana sniffled again, trying to focus on anything but what just happened. So she took her focus on the guy who had saved her instead. “O-okay…I’m j-just…it’s g-g-going to eat me…I ha-ate the ocean…”

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Shaken Like Leaves | Green & Alarana

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forestgreenbpd:

“You’re lost.” He reiterated, with a lot more force on the final word than your average human being would probably put to the word, but this was Green we were talking about here; everything was just that little bit more extra.

Alarana was becoming increasingly more worried the longer she stood there waiting for this guy to answer her. She sounded dumb and ditzy, but it was just the personality she had to use or people would just wave her off. It helped to play the dumb card, and she wasn’t stupid…she just had a very special talent of getting into places she shouldn’t at all hours of the day and night. And now that she got stuck in here…well it was just another day.

But her night was about to be made as he finally relented…albeit sort of reluctantly. The blonde squeezed the Koffing in her arms happily, giving him a bright and happy smile. “Thank you, thank you! I’ll like pay you back for this I promise~. It’s okay, like, I understand. I don’t really, uh, battle or anything because it doesn’t really make sense. So…”

Maybe not all hope was lost…but it looked like it. If all his Pokemon were tired and worn out…Zuzu would really be her only hope. And Zuzu was her strongest Pokemon…but the little Koffing wasn’t exactly a powerhouse but it would have to work. “Well don’t go like dooming us already! I’m sure it’ll be okay! I’ll follow wherever you need me to.”

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Through the Fame and the Fortune | | Curtis ~✽

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lostcxnnections:

He was a bit ashamed to admit, but signings always made Christoph a little bit anxious. Well, more than a bit anxious. It actually had him very on-edge most of the time, trying to play off his flinches and jolts to a much smaller magnitude than it really affected him inside. After all, it was a very… very loud affair — usually with screaming fans who were just so excited to meet him that they couldn’t help themselves! But little did they know and understand that Christoph didn’t work very well with loud noises.

No, not at all. Not anymore.

Alarana was nearly vibrating with excitement, one of her celebrity favorites nearly a few inches from her. His music was absolutely beautiful and she admired him a lot. She was always reading about famous people in magazines and trying to figure out how she could get to be one of those stars in the world. But…those were dreams she would work on over time. Right now, she was going to focus on the one right in front of her.

She held the CD out to him eagerly, eternally happy to have this opportunity. She had waited for hours to do this. And she had almost given up hope when the line never seemed to move. But slowly…so slowly…she was inching her way forward. And while Alarana wasn’t usually a patient woman, this was worth it. She had forced herself to wait patiently, the excitement keeping her rather thin patience around longer than anyone who knew her would give her credit for.

When Christoph finally spoke to her, she tried so hard not to just…scream. But she had to keep her cool…this was super important. She was going to cry about this at home for the next several weeks. And he was complimenting her too! This was literally the best day of her life! “Ah…um I’m Alarana, but you can put Rara on there! I’ve been waiting for so long to finally get to meet you in person! I always missed the other signings since I live in Sinnoh. Thank you so much this really means a lot to me~!”

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Wilted || Javier & Sophia

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retroception:

Every inhale a gasp, every exhale a wheeze. His lungs ached from the strain, his entire body shuddering, pain radiating from his chest. It was the worst attack he’d had in some months, and it hardly seemed ready to let up. With all his focus desperate on trying to get his breath back under him, he didn’t quite notice the young woman who approached until she spoke. 

Still heaving, he cracked his eyes open as she asked her question, lifting his head and covering his mouth with his unbloodied hand so as not to cough directly at her. His other he held up, as though to keep her slightly at bay, palm still red with blood. His words came out in fits and starts. “I’m–I’ll be alright–just–” Just dying a little faster than usual. The thought gave him a grim smile, which he immediately regretted as another cough sputtered through his lips. 

Finally seeming to regain his composure, he fully looked up at her, noting the Abra atop her head. “I’m just rather lost,” he managed to rasp. Pressing his palms against the tree behind him and wincing as it contributed to the vertigo, he eventually got upright. His injured palm stung even worse now, but despite the slight sways, he was standing again. 

“I’m sorry to trouble you,” he squeezed out. “Would you happen to know the way to the nearest town? I’d rather not be here when night falls.” He was still experiencing full-body tremors as he suppressed the urge to breathe too deeply and set off another fit. 

The young psychic was rather frightened for him. He looked in quite amount of pain, and being lost in a place like Eterna Forest with an illness would likely lead to an untimely demise. She would do her best to help him out of this rather grim situation, and take him into town. “Please…don’t apologize. I’m happy to help you however I can.”

Sophia wanted to reach out to him to help steady him…but she felt it would be a little too invasive to, considering he appeared injured. She had wandered inside the dark forested walls of Eterna more times than she would ever tell anyone. This place, while dark and mysterious, was something of a comforting space for her. People didn’t come in here if they didn’t have to, and it was a place she receded to when the world became too overwhelming.

“I can take you back to my home in Floaroma Town. My family owns a flower shop where I’m certain I can make you a tea that may help your cough.” She winced as he coughed again, going over to try and steady him. She offered her hand to him to make an attempt to lead him away without disturbing the injuries that were of unknown origins. “Follow me this way. I’ve walked these paths many times to get you out quickly.”

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Beyond Physical Bounds | | Elliot ~✿

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psychokineticenergy:

Ah, Floaroma Town, a gorgeous landscape full of sights and smells and beauty. It was peaceful there. People didn’t think quite so loudly. Why wouldn’t he wantt o go there? IT was a good place to catch his breath, find some peace and quiet, and just generally chill out.

Of course, as soon as he entered the town he felt targeted. A set of eyes, not physical but with intense vision, seemed to lock straight onto him. A few steps into town and he already knew who was looking. Pytho and Pythia flanked him. They looked to him for guidance, but he stood his ground before turning and walking forward, them following, looking calm but judgmental.

The name is Elliot. I haven’t met a fellow psychic in ages. It’s just the Abra though, is it?

“Good afternoon, you two,” he said aloud. “IT’s quite rare a town rolls out a welcome wagon for me. I feel so special.”

Sophia wasn’t entirely sure how exactly one revealed to another person that they too shared a power beyond normal comprehension. It wasn’t something she was particularly fond of sharing, since it was so odd and out of the ordinary, she never really…thought about others sharing the burden of a heightened mental state.

The young brunette nodded slowly, the Abra sitting atop her head shifting and adjusting to make sure he stayed up there. Sophia approached slowly, unsure as to how to really…discuss the inevitable elephant in the room. It appeared he possessed powers, just as she did. However…social skills were not a thing she possessed, at least not outside the shop. “Good afternoon. Ah…I apologize I didn’t mean to…”

Natsume appeared to have other plans as he interrupted her apology. It is not often those gifted with the powers of the mind visit our town. My name is Natsume, and this is my trainer, Sophia. I am more curious than she who commands me, however…the destinies of those who share the supernatural are bound to meet. We both possess these capabilities.

She bowed a little, trying to save whatever decency of such an awkward introduction. “…I apologize for the…sudden appearance. As Natsume said…my name is Sophia Redwall. It is nice to meet you.”