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[wingbells-blog]

be careful now ! ;; gale & misuzu

[scarymiss-blog]

          The look on the girl’s face and the way she was fiddling with her sweater seemed like she was getting sufficiently worried by the prospect of getting involved in some Pokémon battle gone wrong. It was the caution Gale had been looking for since the girl had first approached her, though the situation now made much more sense.

         Give what the girl was trying to do, Gale didn’t think there was much reason to be afraid. There must’ve been some sort of precedent for this if she’d been sent from the Pokémon Center to help. Gale hadn’t ever seen anything like that before—even a seriously injured Pokémon could be called back into its Poké Ball—but they’d surely find out what was up once they got there.

         The girl cracked a small smile, though her voice when she spoke was more desperate than confident. No need for that—Gale wasn’t against helping people out as long as they were respectful and it didn’t inconvenience her, and she really had nothing better to do. 

         “Alright,” she said, as though she hadn’t already offered to do just that. “This way then.” She took a step back and waved, turning to walk in the other direction. “I’m Gale, by the way. You work for the Pokémon Center, I guess?”

[wingbells-blog]

                --- a genuine smile breaks on the nurse’s face, she was extraordinarily pleased with the fact she’d found someone who’d help her out, even if it was with something she wasn’t really sure she still wanted to do. she had someone to force her to keep going.

                “ thank you, thank you, thank you ! i can’t thank you enough, really miss! “ she says as she follows the other woman, whom she has now identified as gale, along. “ ah! i’m misuzu! and i do sort of work for the pokémon centre, but not for castelia’s. i’m from nimbasa city’s pokémon centre, i’m just helping out today. “

she was still worried about this battle. if the centre had been called up, it meant one of two things. a, whatever was going on was illegal, and being seen in the centre could lead to an arrest, or b, the trainer was injured as well in a battle gone wrong. misuzu was a liar if she said either of those things sounded very good to her. either way, they were just too possible situations she could encounter.

                “ ah, right, i wanted to ask you something, if that’s alright, miss gale. “ she scratches her cheek, with her fingers then going from there to her hair. “ if this place is really dangerous, is it possible we might end up in some sort of battle? i.. really wanna avoid that, if that’s okay. “ 

[lannasroleplaymemes]

Send me an emotion and I’ll describe how my Muse expresses it non-verbally.

Indifference Anxiety Frustration Excitement Impatience Boredom Sorrow Confusion Lust Disgust Exhaustion Panic Fright Enthusiasm Mischief …Or any other you can think of!

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✱ ❂ [friend, rival/enemy ?]

friend

one of the people she personally considers a friend is the barrister at the local coffee shop by her apartment. she often talks to him when going in there during the mornings, and sometimes she meets up with him and a few of their mutual friends for lunch. it’s only on occasions, due to her busy work schedule.

rival/enemy

the last rival she had was another girl in high school, who happened to like the boy she did. due to her cowardly nature, she eventually gave up on him and let the girl confess, but she’s always regretted it and felt embarrassed for it in later years.

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★!!

coworker/colleague

one of her coworkers is a girl she graduated college with, and someone she’d consider a rather close friend of hers. the two bonded over a mutual enjoyment over a certain plush toy, which she happened to have as a bag charm at the time, and the two eventually applied to work at the same centre.

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✪ !

mentor/teacher

misuzu personally considers the head nurse of nimbasa’s pokémon center, a middle aged woman named lily, to be a mentor like figure to her. she wants to learn for from the woman as she’s her senior in the field, and can only hope to be as good at her job as lily happens to be.

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Relationship Headcanons

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☆: Family Member ★: Coworker / Colleague ✪ : Mentor / Teacher ✱ : Friend ❂: Rival / Enemy ❊ : Romantic Interest ❉ : Neighbor ✡: Acquaintance

[wingbells-blog]

be careful now ! ;; gale & misuzu

[scarymiss-blog]

          Now there was something interesting. Gale still didn’t know exactly why this girl would want to get involved in a dangerous battle like that, but it was just the kind of thing Gale enjoyed playing spectator to. She also knew the most likely place for such an event.

         Whenever large sums of money were involved, trouble was sure to follow. The old backlot in North Castelia was often the site of some competitive tournaments between the local trainers, and it wasn’t uncommon for them to escalate in intensity when the stakes were high and people had bets riding on the winner. While Gale’s guess about the number of ‘incidents’ going on in the city still rang true, the girl’s elaboration definitely helped: if there was one place in the area most likely to have a violent battle going on, it was the lot.

         The girl’s next statement made Gale reconsider her first impression. She was acting on behalf of the Pokémon Center? Another look at the Blissey and things started to make a little more sense. So she was a nurse, or something. Probably older than she seemed, then.

         The idea made Gale a little wary. The nurses at the Center in Castelia were always friendly and didn’t ask too many questions, but she didn’t much like the idea of leading one directly to a place that was meant to be somewhat secret. Still, someone must have called in and asked for help, and Gale knew she’d want her own Pokémon to be treated as soon as possible.

         "Well, I haven’t heard anything. But I do know a place. It’s nearby, and there’s usually some Pokémon battles going on—sometimes they can get messy. I can take you there to check it out.“

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                --- admittedly, as soon as she heard the battle’s in the area got ‘messy’, she broke out in a cold sweat. even if she doesn’t exactly know what ‘messy’ entails, it still sounds like something she really doesn’t want to get involved in.

misuzu can’t help but think it might be safer for her to simply go back to the pokémon centre and simply say that the call was nothing more than a prank, but it really left a horrid taste in her mouth. her small fingers curled around her sweaters ends tighter, nails digging into the material. she truly can’t help but think it, as she forces a smile and makes her decision as to what she will be doing about this.

alas, this is her job, and she has to go there and check out whatever this problem is, otherwise something bad might happen if there really was any hurt people or pokémon. she really would hate doing that, it would haunt her forever, that she left someone harmed when she could’ve done something to help.                “ then please take me! i can’t just sit by and watch if the call truly did come from there! i’d feel absolutely awful for it! “ her tone of voice was rather begging, and if she were honest, she truly was begging this taller woman.

Tell my Muse a joke. Try to make them laugh!

[wingbells-blog]

be careful now ! ;; gale & misuzu

[scarymiss-blog]

         Despite the slight chill in the air, Gale had spent the better part of the afternoon in Castelia City’s central plaza, letting her Electrike run around the park. He’d terrorized a few of the other patrons, barking at them and chasing their Pokémon around. It’d been funny, but eventually Cash had worn himself out and Gale decided to call him back to his Poké Ball and head back home.

         She was on her way there, hands stuffed into her pockets and not paying much attention to her surroundings, when a girl with long hair and pigtails stopped directly in front of her and started talking. The abrupt arrival had Gale slightly confused. Did she look like some kind of tour guide?

         Glancing around at the other people populating the street, though, it was obvious that they were much busier than she must’ve looked, slowly making her way back home. Still, it had to be a weird day in the city when she was the most inviting person around to approach. That, or this girl was really in need of some help.

        "An incident?“ That was pretty vague, especially in a city as big as Castelia. There were probably lots of ‘incidents’ going on at any given moment. Gale stared down at the girl, taking note of the Blissey at her side that was almost the same height as its trainer. Not a Pokémon very common outside of Pokémon Centers; it wasn’t really Gale’s style, either—too pink and soft-looking. "You know, most people try not to go looking for trouble.” Which was rich, coming from someone who had always taken pleasure in getting involved in things she shouldn’t. Still, young-looking girls that seemed so obviously lost in the bustling city streets probably ought to be making better choices than she had. 

        …Then again, Gale wasn’t anyone’s mom. Who was she to interfere? “You might have to be a little more specific.” 

[wingbells-blog]

                  --- was she that truly hard to understand? and really, her of all people, looking for trouble? please, the only time she’d ever go looking for trouble if it were someone’s pet pokémon.                    “ oh, so i wasn’t specific enough! apparently there’s been an incident involving a pokémon battle gone out of control in this area, so i was wondering if you’d seen it at all. “

she really, really hoped this wasn’t a hoax. this really wasn’t the sort of thing to joke about, and it just took time out of her life where she could be helping the poor, busy nurses at the centre instead. besides, the city was so stupidly huge she’d already spent far too much time running around it.

the nurse begins to tug on the ends of her large sweater, something she’d forced atop her uniform due to the weather, and let her eyes wander from the person who she was talking to, to her blissey.

                  “ --- i’m supposed to rush out to them because they can’t get to the pokémon centre, but now i’m worried that someone’s just done this to bother the busy nurses.. “ with the context of her worries explained, misuzu could only hope that this somewhat scary looking woman would help her out.

[wingbells-blog]

misuzu’s nervous habits are fiddling with the ends of her shirts or her sweaters, pulling on loose threads, and pretending like her bangs are messy to rearrange them. she especially does this when she’s under pressure, or when she can’t think of something to say, so she usually does this to buy time for her to bring up something stupid or random.

[wingbells-blog]

be careful now ! ;; gale & misuzu

@scarymiss

                  --- travelling to castelia for work was never fun, but with such a large city and only one pokemon centre, it wasn’t uncommon for the nurses on shift to ask help from neighbouring cities. misuzu never enjoyed doing these, hating having to go through the desert in between the two cities, but she’d always begrudgingly do it anyway, hating the idea of rejecting others.

thus, here the little nurse was, running around the streets of this big city with her blissey toddling behind her, trying to keep up with her trainer’s pace, trying to figure out where the heck this ‘emergency’ was. seriously, misuzu wouldn’t have to be doing this if there wasn’t some seriously big emergency going on somewhere in the city that was so bad the trainer couldn’t even run to the pokemon centre.

alas, she’d been running around for goodness knows how long now and she hadn’t found this incident anywhere! she’s honestly starting to doubt the existence of it. surely it hadn’t been some prank caller, hell bent on taking time out of her busy life?

she’s never been the sort to ask for help while out on the job, but it looks like that may be her only choice this time. hazel eyes scan the area, looking for anyone who gives off the air of a local before a much taller woman catches her eyes, and she jogs over.

                  “ --- ah, excuse me, miss? i’m so sorry to bother you, but there’s apparently been an incident in this area, have you seen it around by any chance? “ this woman was an awful scary looking one, but misuzu wasn’t going to let that get to her! just yet, anyway.

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alrighty, like this for a starter of some sort !

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www okay quick mun intro under the cut !

hello hello hello ! ! i’m lilika or usagi or whatever you wanna call me, and this is my second time joining this group ! my first blog in it was around the very beginning of the group, where i was @fleurdrop ! nice to see some familiar faces !  anyway i’m still on school holidays until january 29th AEST so i’ll be on quite a bit ! if you ever wanna plot just pop into my inbox or my IM’s and i’ll respond whenever i can ! i hope we can all get along !

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