You were never good enough.

❝ I was never good enough for them, so I became good enough for me. ❞

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[s3-pokesims]

Clair doesn’t take kindly to nerds.

[theincrediblyprettygirl]

[unacceptableheiress]

おきつね

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りくお

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雑煮

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{ As you guys have probably noticed, I'm not one to get on everyday, especially with school and work. So, my responses will usually take a day or two for me to get to. } Also, Chatzy password? IDK if the admin is on, but I kinda want to see what the Chatzy thing is all about. 

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[Image: fanart of Clair from Pokémon. She’s blushing heavily and frowning as she pulls Lance’s cape around her, the only item of clothing she has on.]

Source by mo-mo

[solos1s]

13日のミツナリ

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chiba

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[thatspunkyredhead]

  "Dragonair Princess, Dragonair Queen, doesn’t make much of a difference to me." The redhead shrugged her shoulders. "Also, ever hear of an inside joke? Your not suppose to get it." She couldn’t help but laugh at the bluenette, as she could tell that she was getting angrier by the minute.

"Hey, all I was doing was greeting my fellow grunt. No surprise that you would loose your shit over being called a Dragonair Princess." Ellie was referring to moments ago, where she spotted Clair wandering around HQ. Her exact words to the former gym leader were "Hey Dragonair Princess, I see you’ve retreated from your kingdom in Blackthorn and graced us with your presence."

[unacceptableheiress]

-- - Did this girl know what an inside joke was? They were the only two people around and since they had never met, obviously Clair nor anyone would get it. She's either crazy or stupid. The heiress didn't really care which. "Yeah, well don't greet me. I didn't fucking ask you too anyways." 

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"So, you're an Exec I hear." 

[oracleofrocket-deactivated20150]

Honestly, he hadn’t been paying attention to much of anything until the woman decided to address him; he was still relatively new to Team Rocket headquarters, after all, and everything was still rather unfamiliar. It was nothing like what he had grown accustomed to experiencing back in Plasma, anyways. In time, the Gardevoir supposed he would manage to settle in somehow, but at the moment, he was still easily distracted by all of the new sights and sounds around him.

The t-word, though. The t-word was more than enough to get his attention rather quickly.

«… I do.» Charlemagne replied, albeit in a somewhat cautious manner. The trainer that he had forcibly freed himself from, or the one that didn’t exist? «He’s… Around.»

[unacceptableheiress]

Clair couldn't contain her scream when she heard the Pokemon's voice inside of her head. The voice was somewhat deep, at least deep enough to distinguish it from a female. And of course, he was obviously a Psychic type Pokemon, and a very strong looking one at that. But still, it creeped Clair the fuck out.  As soon as the scream left her voice, Clair's small hands clasped against her mouth, her eyes wide.

She stood there, a bit frozen with shock. This is why she wasn't a Psychic master. "C-Cool." 

[therocketwiththorns]

Sylvia had actually hoped her interaction with paperwork would drop when she returned to headquarters. But instead, here she was pecking away through a stack of her sheets while barely paying attention to where she was going in the hallways.

She almost bumped into someone that way. 

Almost.

"I’m sorry…" Her eyes lifted up from the pile for the first time, her pointer finger barely holding her place, and lit upon the lost one. Clair was a member now, was she? By this point, Sylvia had stopped being surprised by the collection of gym leaders and elites wandering their halls. But she did take a moment to be starstruck—just a moment. There was just something about the strong ladies… you understand.

"I’m sorry, where are my manners. You’re Clair, correct?" Of course she was correct—her memory was impeccable. This was just pleasantry. "May I assist you? You seem lost."

[unacceptableheiress]

-- - Clair said nothing as the woman bumped into her. It happens. She could imagine grunts going bezerk over something so minor as that, but that wasn't Clair. She had a temper, but nothing like that.  The woman who had bumped into her was in mid sentence when she stopped for some reason, her eyes fixated on Clair. Did she have something in her teeth? Was her hair a mess?  The Dragon heiress ran her tongue across her teeth with her mouth closed, to make sure she didn't make a fool out of herself, and her hair seemed fine, so what could it be? Oh.  Right. She was supposed to be in Blackthorn Gym battling away trainers, not in Team Rocket, a group of misfits she once battled herself. Ironic how things work out, huh? "Yeah, I'm Clair. Do you know where I can get some food? I haven't eaten since I got here and this place is nothing short of a maze. Mind helping?"

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Dragon Gym Leaders: Clair & Drayden