Heh! Nobody expects a Draconid, y'know. [ They just tend to show up. Unannounced. Possibly by way of breaking and entering. But that's not really important. ] But yup, it's little old me, back home!
[ Rolling forward with a stretch and swing of her legs, she hops up with a soft hup noise, pausing to pat at her knees. ]
And my darling girl, of course. [ Behind her, a Whismurr hangs by the legs of the chair. A smile tips the corners of her mouth. ] Aster, dear!
[ Swiveling, her smile quirks and she strides forward, the heavy scales on her mantle clinking. It seems she has a bit of an upper hand just by existing, lucky her. Going to trap the former Champ in the doorway seems like a productive waste of time, with no better target in sight. ]
A-a-a-nyway. No one really talks about what happens after all that happily-ever-after stuff. So, here I am!
I FEEL YOU FRIEND i just came back from the University Midterm Swamp
[ her and that whismur... steven has a distaste for them both. he's a little more inclined to be forgiving towards the pokemon, but it's still difficult to regard either of them without a scowl.
...and she's moving closer, without him having any kind of escape route planned. this is the worst possible outcome. help. ]
[ You might be missing a few capitals there, kiddo. She'd be offended if she knew she was only afforded the one. Not that it wasn't obvious, probably, with her hanging out close to a bunch of mistletoe. She likes danger, what can she say. ]
Whoa, there! What's this? Lookin' a little lost there, aren't you?
[It's a shame that he usually runs away from danger.... But hey he isn't running away from her, yet. So that's good news hopefully. Also, everyone but his brother only gets one. But seriously, he bits his lip, feeling like he's standing out a bit too much all of a sudden.
Seriously, bad news bear right here.]
Er, heh...is it that obvious?
[EVASIVE MANUVERS, QUICKLY ALL HANDS ON DECK A CUTE GIRL IS TALKING BACK TO HIM.]
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→ steven
[ Rolling forward with a stretch and swing of her legs, she hops up with a soft hup noise, pausing to pat at her knees. ]
And my darling girl, of course. [ Behind her, a Whismurr hangs by the legs of the chair. A smile tips the corners of her mouth. ] Aster, dear!
[ Swiveling, her smile quirks and she strides forward, the heavy scales on her mantle clinking. It seems she has a bit of an upper hand just by existing, lucky her. Going to trap the former Champ in the doorway seems like a productive waste of time, with no better target in sight. ]
A-a-a-nyway. No one really talks about what happens after all that happily-ever-after stuff. So, here I am!
I FEEL YOU FRIEND i just came back from the University Midterm Swamp
[ her and that whismur... steven has a distaste for them both. he's a little more inclined to be forgiving towards the pokemon, but it's still difficult to regard either of them without a scowl.
...and she's moving closer, without him having any kind of escape route planned. this is the worst possible outcome. help. ]
I didn't think we had a need for an epilogue.
→ wirt
Whoa, there! What's this? Lookin' a little lost there, aren't you?
[ SHARPEDO IN THE WATER ]
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Seriously, bad news bear right here.]
Er, heh...is it that obvious?
[EVASIVE MANUVERS, QUICKLY ALL HANDS ON DECK A CUTE GIRL IS TALKING BACK TO HIM.]