[attr="class","spiral"]"What a waste of time," Evangeline groans, kicking off black heels from stocking-clad feet, "I barely had the thing for a couple weeks, but it just had to die out in public."

Grumbling under her breath she lowers herself onto the grass of Route 123, smoothing her dark dress over the back of her legs as she settles into place. She's on her way back from Mt. Pyre. From a funeral, to be exact. A small affair in honor of her Tentacool killed in the latest Ultra Beast incursion.

The whole thing was exhausting. She finds she barely feels a thing for even her seasoned party members, much less for a new addition like that squid had been. But it was no secret the thing had died, she was rescued from the scene by rangers after the fact, so there's no way she could have just moved on without addressing it. So they buried it on the mountain and she gave herself a pointless headache crying over it.

"Whatever, at least I got this," she says with the slightest of lifts to her voice. After fumbling around in her bag for a few moments she pulls out a small brazier. On their way out of the cemetery she swiped it from atop a small mound. Emptied the ashes of whatever fragrance had been burning in it a few feet back once prying eyes had all moved elsewhere.

"If darling Eli isn't fucking me about, then . . ." she sets it up on the grass as she mumbles to herself before rifling around in her bag a little longer. From inside she pulls out a small leather pouch. Incense, according to elijah gardner a special selection that appeals to her favorite kind of pokemon. She releases her Scolipede from its pokeball before lighting it.

Sure enough, he instantly shows interest in the smoke slowly wafting from the inside. He snuffles close to the small flame and bumps at the brazier itself. A soft slap to his face gets him to back up.

"Not for you."


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