the crown prince
masculine
twenty-eight
may 20
hammerlocke, galar
heterosexual
archaeologist
aqua/ex-admin
born under a bad sign with a blue moon in my eyes
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Remiel Calcifet
boreal tour [safari]
POSTED ON Dec 13, 2019 18:31:24 GMT
Walking through the Safari Zone as the snow gently fell from above reminded him greatly of past excursions in Galar's Wild Area. In truth, aside from the promise of rare and competitively viable Pokémon, Remiel had come here primarily to recapture some of the magic from those days. Though he didn't admit it, he truly missed his home region. Then again, he supposed he didn't exactly have anyone to admit that to. Moving thousands of miles away from everyone you knew and dedicating yourself to one goal was one hell of a way to end up alone. Who knew?
But he wasn't truly alone.
Floating to his left was the almost constant presence of his Sinistea companion, Earl Grey. A part of him wondered whether it only stuck around to discreetly sap him of his life force, as was rumored by many a trainer with a Sinistea. But, if that were true, he didn't feel any worse for it after all this time. Furthermore, the extensive and well-funded training it had received at Hammerlocke University (prior to being gifted to him by its dean) reassured him from his concerns. Still, every once in a while he'd quietly shift his blue-grey eyed gaze towards Earl. The ghost would then respond by tilting itself backwards ever so slightly, as though walking beside Remiel were an invisible man taking a sip from his teacup.
"Charmed," The young man responded, throwing the tail end of his knitted black scarf over his shoulder. "Now let's discover what constitutes as rare in the Hoenn region, shall we?" He added, scanning the pines for any Pokémon.
— taking a stroll — looking for contenders
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