Masculine
28
October 19
Sootopolis City
Bisexual
N/A
N/A
I picked the stitches, now I can't stop bleeding
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Adrian Malcolm
haze [m]
POSTED ON Nov 10, 2019 2:10:34 GMT
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As he came to walk along the established path, he soon found himself sharing the company of a few other travelers, whom he tried to give a respectful distance. Yet as they all neared a patch of bushes, a ranger stationed there greeted them with a request: Assist them in the collection of berries, and walk away with a small prize. Adrian hadn't ever seen berries quite like these before, and contemplated volunteering himself.[break][break]
The travelers ahead of him refused politely, making sure to excuse themselves due to the elements, more pressing matters, erc. And while it was true the area was none quite so hospitable as perhaps Verdanturf Town (or literally almost anywhere else,) it held a certain charm of its own. As the others filed away towards their respective destinations, Adrian was able to approach the lone ranger. "I'm in no hurry," he opened with cordially. "I can help a little." Letting out a light chuckle, he added "Think of it as my civic duty. Name's Adrian, by the way."[break][break]
Approaching the brush the ranger was tending to, he rummaged a hand through the dense foliage until his fingers found purchase on a soft, squishy growth. Working his fingers around the bulbous shape until he found the leafy end of a stem, he plucked the berry from the bush before inspecting it curiously. "That's one down." But he could not set it down anywhere, and in that moment decided to brandish one of his poke balls in order to improvise something. A vileplume was unleashed, and Adrian quickly knelt beside it, placing a hand upon one of its massive petals. "Hey, we need to collect some berries. I'll let you have some if you help out."[break][break]
Needless to say his pokemon seemed rather complacent with his request, and after a moment of instruction, Adrian was able to have his vileplume stretch its petals so that it formed a bowl for him to place berries within. There he would drop the lone berry he'd retrieved before turning to the ranger for further direction. "How much needs doin' yet?" Still his fingers deftly searched the bush before them, his vileplume searching the lower half, either of them tossing berries upwards into the makeshift basket that was vileplume's head.[break][break]
He glanced over at the weavile accompanying the stranger, eyeing it cautiously. Its claws unsettled him, but clearly the pokemon wasn't wild.
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