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After Death, Comes Life [SW]
POSTED ON Mar 17, 2021 3:54:38 GMT
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[attr="class","rolling-thread"][attr="class,"faction"]Mt. Pyre had always held a special place in her heart. The spirits of the dead rest here and find their peace. Of course, not all find perfect peace, deciding that they'd rather dwell amongst the living instead. A fair notion, she supposed. There was no real telling what kind of life, if any, existed beyond this one. Clinging to the physical realm was but to be expected of many. [break][break]

Sitting down on a small bench overlooking the cliff, her eyes trailed over at the water, watching the sunset in the distance. It was overall amazingly serene. Perhaps most people would be unsettled by the dead, but it was precise because of them that she came here. Celeste's eyes glanced at the small hole she had dug, the carrot seed she had discovered being gently held in her hand. Researchers said it would take on aspects of its environments, but why put faith in their words when she could test it themself? [break][break]

Simply burying the carrot seed somewhere safe, Celeste paused and sighed quietly to herself. Perhaps, it was best not to leave it unguarded for a bit. There was no telling what might happen if a wild pokemon came up and devoured the seed when she wasn't looking.
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POSTED ON Mar 17, 2021 3:17:47 GMT
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Rewards from the Vital Spirit Festival

Celeste:
5x Pokeballs

5x Level Tutors

5x Type 3 Evos

5x TM/TRs

1x Carrot Seed


Fully Evolving -

Scylla the Tentacool into Tentacruel
Hecate the Misdreavus into Mismagius
Willow the Phantump into Trevenant

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Vital Spirit Festival
POSTED ON Feb 25, 2021 22:01:02 GMT
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Celeste's emotionless smile slowly fades into a genuine one as she fights the urge to laugh from how confidently she insulted . No matter how many times she witnesses act with such bravado, there was no forgetting their first encounter when she was utterly terrified. Simply went to show that first impressions didn't mean a lot in the grand scheme of things, she supposed. [break][break]

Or, perhaps she thought so soon. Once again, almost as if her thoughts brought it into reality, Skyler began to fall from her tree. A loud crack, the ripping of fabric, the solid thud of an impact, paired with the sight of an incredibly disrespectful gesture towards the offending tree.[break][break]

Celeste didn't hesitate to kneel down as Skyler spoke her name, taking the bottle back. To be fair, she didn't precisely blame her. That was twice in such a recent timing that her strength, or perhaps simply just luck, had failed her. "I swear, if you keep falling in my presence, you're going to need to be kept on a rather tight leash before you hurt yourself. Or should I say, hurt your pride?" [break][break]

Slowly slipping herself into the shadow of the tree, Celeste carefully passed over her trusted parasol to her. "You're going to want to cover up, Sky. I doubt you're drunk enough to want to start stripping just yet. At least attempt to show modesty, my dear." With a quiet chuckle to herself, Celeste sent out Jaspers. The adorable-looking Espurr curiously looking around at all the new sights and sounds at the festival. [break][break]

"Jaspers," She spoke, gaining his attention as he turned around to face her. "Go fetch us a new Yukata for Skyler here. Evade the chaos, if you can. I'm sure there is a booth you can find somewhere." Immediately perking up, the Espurr cried out in excitement as he quickly ran out away from the trees and into the festival proper. He hadn't been given money to purchase a Yukata, but that wasn't going to stop the well-trained pickpocket kitten as he was. [break][break]
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Vital Spirit Festival
POSTED ON Feb 24, 2021 18:55:22 GMT
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If Celeste was any less in control of herself, her eyebrows certainly would have raised quite dramatically at the strange interaction with . The only thing she could have described it as was... intimate, that was for sure. This was certainly news to her. Unsure how to feel about this new information, Celeste simply locked it down within her own mental vault to dissect later as the woman of the hour finally approached her. [break][break]

Of course, her laughter encouraged a quiet chuckle of her own in response. Of course, it had to simply just be lucky with how well her strongman attempt went, but she wasn't about to deny that it felt good. "The day that I carry you around is the day where the sky falls in on itself. Regardless, it is wonderful to see you." Forgoing leaning on her cane for a bit, Celeste simply leaned against Skyler as she had wrapped her arm around her. [break][break]

And yet, of course, another infamous person seeks @skylar's attention. Just how popular was she? Once again unsure how to feel about all of this, she finds herself casually dragged over towards the trees next to . Finding no need to introduce herself, Celeste only gave the man a firm nod in greeting as she once again leans on her own cane as Skyler heads out to do, whatever it is they planned to do, after handing Celeste her bottle. "Please, as if her own blood isn't already 100% alcohol at this point." [break][break]

As yet another unknown person ( ) approached the 'Captain' while she was busy, Celeste simply twirled her parasol as her thoughts finally began to wander. She wasn't used to being around so many people, that was for sure, but to see the individual she called her closest friend having so many other people who knew her, obviously cared about her, was a bit strange for the extremely introverted girl. Just how did everyone at the entire festival know who she was? [break][break]

If she had been honest with herself even remotely, she might have realized she began to find herself jealous a bit. Over the friendliness of everyone else, of their carefree nature, of simply just... being wanted by people. Of course, Celeste absolutely was not being honest with herself, burying those emotions deep underneath, putting on a false smile for now. [break][break]

Her attention slowly drifted across the festival to, what she could only imagine being, the sounds of a few bulls' loose causing havoc. Surely someone else would keep them under control, she was under no obligation to help even remotely, so why would she bother? It wasn't as if she was going to get thanked for it. Let someone else risk their lives for nothing, she would have no part in it.
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Vital Spirit Festival
POSTED ON Feb 21, 2021 9:28:27 GMT
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[attr="class","rolling-thread"][attr="class,"faction"]Celly? Was she already drinking? Or was that simply just a new nickname for her? Regardless, she couldn't help but smile ever so faintly as she stood back up from her seat and pushed through the festival. [break][break]

Luckily, it didn't seem like the games were too hard to find. A large crowd had gathered around the game section, including some oddly familiar faces, including a certain and newly appointed Champion . Was she mingling with the League higher-ups now? She paid them no mind, for the moment. After all, her last name likely didn't inspire any feelings of positivity amongst those in charge. For now, anyway. No reason to waste her breath.[break][break]

Celeste's confusion was kept primarily to herself as she watched approach a Strongman game of some kind. She would have expected a stronger hit, coming from a woman as muscular as she was, but perhaps the game was simply more difficult than to be expected. Or perhaps more accurately... she was distracted by a certain figure watching her ( ). Regardless, only after her swing was finished, Celeste slowly approached with a surprisingly genuine smile on her face.[break][break]

"I take it, you're having fun?" She spoke up, leaning against her cane. "I will admit, I'm not precisely adept at navigating these sort of events, but I suppose I shall simply have to persevere in spite of it all. Oh, woe is me. However shall I cope?" Of course, her self-pity was spoken entirely with a sarcastic tone, clearly teasing.[break][break]

And of course, more and more people went to try the strongman game shortly afterward, bit by bit everyone was trying their luck. Some even got fairly close. Her eyes simply drifted from the crowd around, to the game, and gave Captain Dross the faintest hint of a smirk before walking up to the game. She had no doubt she would fail, but she'd be quite remiss if she didn't at least attempt to do the popular thing. Perhaps her pitiful attempt might endear others towards her, at the very least. [break][break]

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Mag's Garden
POSTED ON Feb 21, 2021 3:19:16 GMT
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[attr="class","rolling-thread"][attr="class,"faction"]Gardening wasn't something she actively enjoyed, but getting those rarer berries was a necessity for her plans. Figy berries especially seemed to teach Pokemon moves they couldn't normally have access too, which was incredibly useful. However, it seems this littly Omanyte in the distance was intent to knock over her plants so it could eat them itself.[break][break]

Celeste simply scowled for a few seconds, tossing out Kelporeal. The massive Dhelmise formed, its anchor carefully placed between a few of the stalks, careful not to crush anything other than its foe. "Kelp, Giga Drain. Don't kill them, however. It could have its uses." [break][break]

The Dhelmise didn't audibly respond as it obediently acted, draining the life energy out of the Omanyte from a distance, leaving it incredibly damaged with the super effective nature of the move. It almost certainly would have been knocked out instantly with their double weakness if Kelporeal hadn't been holding back. [break][break]

It quickly sets up a Protect to feebly attempt to withstand the next blow, but it does nothing against the Pokeball launched his way. One, two, three shakes of the Pokeball and then the satisfying click of a successful capture. Celeste simply grins to herself, retrieving her own Pokemon as she spoke. "Take it easy Kelpy, you did well."
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Vital Spirit Festival
POSTED ON Feb 18, 2021 7:22:33 GMT
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[attr="class","rolling-thread"][attr="class,"faction"]This was a dumb idea. [break][break]

And yet, she was here anyway. She hated social interaction with large crowds of people, and yet here she was to meet someone. Perhaps the only person she actually enjoyed meeting with, anyways. It was still strange to actually have someone she considered a friend. It wasn't something she had ever really pictured having, but perhaps she should move on from those edgy, depressing thoughts of a young teen and simply move on with the future. The future held better things in store than remaining sorry for herself.[break][break]

Celeste's typical parasol was exchanged for a paper one, fitting in with the general theme of the festivities was important after all. If she was going to do this, she was going to do this properly, despite how silly it might all appear to be. However, the paper parasol was certainly didn't feel comfortable being used as a cane, its simple wooden construction not inspiring confidence. Regretfully, Celeste brought out her actual cane for once in a lifetime. A simple black cane clacked against the floor with every step, supporting her weakened frame despite holding herself up high. [break][break]

Fully expecting her arrival to be a surprise, despite the invitation she was given, Celeste gently pushed her way through the crowds until she found a bench to sit at. Sitting down for a brief moment to give her aching sides a bit of a rest, she didn't hesitate to break out her phone to message . [break][break]

"Hey. I am currently on a bench close to the Pokecenter within town. If you tell me your location, I can join you momentarily."
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activity check (february)
POSTED ON Feb 6, 2021 4:39:01 GMT
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  • player/ooc name: Magnere
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  • any notes/comments: Activity was slow for me this month! But I'm getting back on track, slowly but surely! 
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seaward bound we be [m]
POSTED ON Feb 6, 2021 4:36:32 GMT
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The very first thing she noticed was the strange way Skyler had looked upon her. Just how much had she already drunk before she arrived? Or was she simply too shocked to react in any normal way? Perhaps a bit of both. There wasn't exactly any sane way to process everything that had happened without losing a bit of yourself in the process.

Seemed like the world was finally catching up with her.

Celeste's eyes slowly glanced up and down Skyler as she spoke, taking it all in. That incredibly faint smile, the hurt in her words, was admittedly hard to watch. Celeste was accustomed to death, she had welcomed it like an old friend, unafraid to die... Would Skyler have reacted this strongly if she had died? Would she hold herself together even worse? For once, Celeste found herself worrying about the thoughts alone. She couldn't bare to be the one to bring this woman even more hurt, not like this.

Her eyes slowly closed shut as she listened to every single word, carefully debating upon her own before speaking. "I'm sorry, my dear. I'll be quite frank, should I sit down, I would require your assistance standing once again. But by the time we're done, I highly doubt you'll be walking straight yourself." It was spoken with a cold sense of humor, the faintest hint of a chuckle in her voice. Nevermind actually drinking herself. Her tolerance was absolutely next to nothing, a shameful display it would be.

Before she could even go against her own words and even attempt to sit down to rest her feet, she felt something touch her. Pain almost immediately spread across her torso, even as she looked down to see Skyler just barely brushing against her skin, around her bruises. She instinctively grits her teeth, holding her tongue. It stung like hell, but she had survived actually getting these wounds. The gentle touch of a concerned friend could be withstood for as long as she needed to.

A shaky sigh escaping her lips, Celeste continued to speak. "For what it is worth... I am glad as well." Her own free hand that wasn't leaning heavily against her parasol would shift over, gently placing atop of Skyler's hand for a moment. Her own violet eyes searching for theirs. "It goes without saying that there are next to none that I would trust like this. But, at this stage, there is no hiding my physical flaws from you. I am-" Her own words are cut off with a wince as she finally just carefully lowers herself to the ground beside Skyler.

"As I was saying, I was, and still am, in incredibly physical pain. However, without you there, I would be feeling nothing at all." It went unsaid, simply implied with the strong look Celeste gave, that without Skyler she absolutely would have been dead. "I am glad too."

"But this isn't a night about me." The very moment she finally settles onto the ground, Celeste is already leaning up against her, simply getting the support she needed to remain upright without explicitly asking for it. Her eyes would shift over to the grave, a more somber tone finally filling her voice. "If you do not mind, I would like to know the wonderful person he was. Can you tell me about him?"
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seaward bound we be [m]
POSTED ON Dec 3, 2020 23:39:13 GMT
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The war was over, but the aftermath of it all was still visible everywhere you looked. From the flood damage to the sullen expressions of many in town. There was, of course, the occasional joyful one. Those who were happy for freedom from conflict, or for any other reason to smile, but they were certainly far outnumbered by those who lost something. Or perhaps more common, someone.

Today was particularly somber, in a strange sense. She wasn't the one mourning, but she would be a fool not to realize the pain others were going through. It had been a strange journey, the path towards actual friendship, was filled with its ups and downs. Today, however, it seemed that Skyler certainly wasn't herself. From her position at the gate, even she could see with the dying light how she was in disarray.

Her flowers forgotten in exchange for a drink, slumped onto the ground, Celeste couldn't help but sigh and hang her head for a moment. Death was a natural process as any and they had barely managed to cling to life itself, but the joy of life was quickly forgotten amongst the sorrows drowned out by the inevitable. She didn't know the man she mourned for, perhaps that made it harder to understand.

Death was only the beginning for many, all it took was a brief look at her many ghost-type pokemon to understand that. Regardless, perhaps it was time to do something before the only woman she could consider a decent friend drunk herself into a depressed mess.

Celeste's shoes audibly clacked against the road as she walked forwards, announcing her presence to the attentive ear. She didn't say anything at first, simply remaining silent and standing nearby in silent support. Forgoing her usual suit, or well-dressed style, she wore something a bit more exposed, if only for the sake of keeping her wounds from being rubbed at and ruined even more. The large bruises on her sides were exposed by the crop top she wore, the tentacles from the Nihilego practically caused the entire lower half of her torso to be a black and blue mess of injuries, even as she held herself high, clearly doing her best to ignore the pain that remained.

Anders Harwood. She didn't know how he died, or how Skyler knew him, but that didn't matter. All that mattered is that they were here and he was not. Only after a few moments of empty silence, leaning on her parasol for support did Celeste finally speak up. "You're not going to be mourning alone tonight, my dear. Speak your peace, don't let them go unsaid. If I understand anything, it is this. Don't walk away tonight with things you wish you could have said. Say them now."

She'd turn her head to look down at Skyler, sighing quietly. She wasn't exactly the sympathetic type, but seeing this, how could she not do something? "Say the word, and I'll leave you to yourself if you so desire. But consider it... personal knowledge about death, that one should not be alone."

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The Search for Heaven's Angels [S]
POSTED ON Dec 3, 2020 21:27:20 GMT
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Alexei finally revealed himself, and Celeste couldn't help but quickly examine him as he approached. He was pale as well, certainly not someone she would have expected to be a gym leader or to work at a place like this based on appearances alone. However, she of all individuals knew well enough that looks could be more deceiving than words.

"Yes, there is something I would like to speak with you about." She would give Alexei a soft smile, nodding politely as she once again leaned on her parasol in anticipation. "It is admittedly, of a more personal subject matter, so discretion might be appreciated, but I suppose I am getting ahead of myself."

She let out a deep breath to calm herself, simply motioning for her Rotom to return her phone back to her pocket. Voltergeist glanced up at her trainer, and the stranger before him, before just tucking itself back away. Now was an important moment that she dare not rush through. Given the reputation of her family in Hoenn, presenting herself as best as possible could only help to ease any potential issues. After all, she had no idea how popular, or unpopular was during her time as councilwoman amongst the Gym Leaders.

Reaching a hand forward to obviously shake his own hand, she nodded her head as she began to speak. "Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Celeste Abbiati, at your service." The woman paused, mentally debating for just a few seconds where to direct the immediate conversation before deciding that flattery and thanks might eventually lead to the answers she desired.

"I had also joined in the defense of Lilycove City, albeit not without a few scars. It was through some of your actions that I managed to survive. But that is another matter, may we move somewhere a bit more private, perhaps?" She kept that same, diplomatic smile on her face, even though the self-inflicted wound to her pride clearly stung, perhaps more than her bruises did.
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The Search for Heaven's Angels [S]
POSTED ON Nov 7, 2020 23:47:33 GMT
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Celeste honestly couldn't blame them all for being quite a bit disorganized. This was, after all, supposed to be a center to assist in the health of pokemon. However, it certainly seemed like there were quite a few trainers themselves here for medical attention themselves. She wasn't entirely sure how far the poisonous toxins had spread, but she of all people could attest to the horrors of war. It almost took her life on the warfront itself, after all. The large bruises on her sides were evidence of that.

Celeste simply nodded her head as the man called for Alexei. It simply seemed like he was busy, as could only be expected given the chaotic nature of his workplace. Stepping back away from the counter, she walked back across the room and around the various injured individuals. She certainly looked out of place dressed up in her typical suit, but she refused to compromise on her appearance at a moment as important as this.

Celeste didn't bother sitting down. She didn't need to make her injuries obvious, with the pain she'd receive by attempting to stand back up. No, continuing to stand would have to suffice. Ever since that tentacled beast wrapped around her, even breathing hard had become a bit of a difficult situation. Regardless, she'd let out a quiet sigh and lean heavily on her umbrella.

She was a patient woman, willing to wait months for any sign of progress. And yet, right now, she couldn't help but feel a bit anxious. A man who had multiple direct contact with Phione, was just beyond the hospital doors. How could she remain calm at all? Despite her best efforts, she couldn't help but glance down at her Rotom-Phone to check the time, its blinking eyes teasingly grinning up at her as it rang a phone notification to get her attention.

"Yeah, you be quiet." She'd whisper to her Rotom named Voltergeist, chuckling ever so quietly. "This is a hospital, mute any calls or messages that come in until I leave, alright?" The phone vibrated in her hand as confirmation, just excitedly floating up and around her side, unable to help but just look around. She never could get him to leave her phone, but he seemed quite pleased at being her personal servant.

With that in mind, Celeste would simply stand back and wait, her eyes continually scanning across the floor, wondering just what door Alexei might exit out from.
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POSTED ON Nov 2, 2020 15:11:58 GMT
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Fortree City wasn't a place Celeste had ever truly been before, but she was here on a personal mission, not a sightseeing visit. Still, her eyes couldn't help but look at a few of the various homes almost floating above in the trees and their bridges between them. It was a seamless merge of nature and humanity in a way that respected the forest and the skies they called home and she couldn't help but find it quite homey in away. She understood the appeal, even if it wasn't necessarily for her.

Focusing on her mission, Celeste began to walk over towards the Fortree Rescue & Treatment Sanctuary where her target worked and operated out of, considering his gym was within the same building as well. Alexei Ivanov, the Flying Type gym leader. There wasn't too much unique about the man in any way that immediately stood out to her, asides from his obvious passion for flying pokemon. However, that was simply common knowledge. What wasn't as easily known, however, was how he managed to coerce the Phione from the war during Lilycove to assist in their endeavors, literally clinging to him.

She had a few thoughts on the matter, but for the moment would reserve judgment until she heard from the individual himself. Her steps were careful, carrying herself as tall as she could, despite the intense bruising that still remained at her sides. They wouldn't be going away anytime soon, but perhaps they were simply a badge of pride. Experiencing a close call with an Ultra Beast and surviving to tell the tale.

Of course, with the daytime hours, Celeste had to have a parasol covering her from the sun's rays, only closing it as soon as she stepped inside the building itself. It wouldn't exactly be a good idea to come over with her skin already burnt. Regardless, as she folded up her parasol and leaned against it like a cane her eyes scanned around the place. It was absolutely packed, wild pokemon and trainers pokemon alike were getting patched up after the war. The aftermath seemed like it would be affecting Hoenn for the foreseeable future, it seemed.

Stepping forwards, Celeste spoke with a calm tone to her voice as she attempted to catch the attention of at least one of the employees at a moment where they seemed to have a moment of free time. "Excuse me, I am searching for Alexei Ivanov. Can point me towards the man's office, perhaps?"

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