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She felt out of place. [break][break]

The lights, the people, the gowns, the beauty; this wasn't for her. This was never for her. She knew that this was a public party, thrown for the people both league and rocket (she says that, because she won't doubt that some from that organization have come to flock in both pocket picking or to enjoy the festivities). She never could have imagined herself approaching something as grand as this, nevermind having the chance to wear such a.. bold(?) gown herself. It was a gorgeous dress - she admitted that much - and though this dress was worthy of the event and vice versa.. She questioned if the wearer herself was worthy of wearing this dress. [break][break]

Her hair had been let down, both feathers and ribbons adorning her dress and her hair. On her neck and resting against her chest was a simple silver chain of her own, with a few pearls that have been hanging at the bottom arch. To any other eye, she was beautiful. To most looking her way, she was graceful, elegant, and looking relatively sure and composed herself. [break][break]

Arceus almighty, could they be any more wrong. [break][break]

She was freaking out, man. In the back of her mind, she was trying not to bring her gloved hands up to cover her chest. It showed too much skin. This dress was beautiful. They were staring at the dress, not her. Oh gods, please, don't stare at her. Was there something on her face? Maybe her hair looked bad? She knew this was a bad idea. She knew that she was just going to ruin this dress. She knew it. Why did she let Minnie convince her to come in the first place? Why did she let the model throw her into this mess? [break][break]

Elora rests her elbows against the sides of her waist, holding her hands in front of her to have her fingers gently fiddle around in an attempt to calm down the building anxiety. Please, stop looking at her. Please let her walk down like a normal person. Please, if there is a god, do something that can take the attention away--[break][break]

Lord arceus answered her prayers. [break][break]

Shortly after she entered the ballroom, there was a caw sounding out, only then for a giant, magnificent bird pokemon to come out and land its talons and feet against the ground of the ball. Its words didn't go unheard, as the majority of hoenn itself seemed to be either awestruck, or intent on offering it gifts to prove their worthiness. Worthiness.. Something that she knew that she clearly lacked. Yet at the same time.. she found that the pokemon was just.. Breathtakingly beautiful. [break][break]

The floor turned to ice, and now she just.. Almost wished that she had brought her ice skates. If there was anything that she loved to do when she went to visit Sinnoh.. It was to skate in snowpoint. But then she has to ask herself; why woul Articuno like that? To have this legendary bird watch her, as an audience member, skate? That was preposterous. She shouldn't even try. There was no point. [break][break]

Yet she still approached the bird, fingers pressed together to tent them whilst the butterflies in her stomach threatened to flutter quicker. Her heart raced, azure eyes unable to make eye contact and yet unable to look away from its grace. That was when she felt.. Something. Something that the bird pokemon radiated; the utter calmness of the bird - and just the presence - was enough to prompt the girl to taking a deep breath. She takes a few more steps forwards, making sure to catch the bird pokemon's attention while attempting to ignore others. [break][break]

"A-Articuno.." The woman starts, fighting the lump in her throat from forming while taking yet another deep breath. ".. I'm.. Not worth much.. M-Myself but.." She's stuttering. get on with it. She was waste its time and everyone else's time. "B-But if possible.. I--... Th-The only thing I can show for is my.. Ice skating.." But certainly, Articuno wouldn't want to see that. She feels the anxiety beginning to kick up once again, fingers trembling and hands clutching onto each other in an attempt not to break from the fear. ".. I-I'm so sorry.. A-Asking for an audience.." [break][break]

She should be ashamed.

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tl;dr: Offering to ice skate with the ice bird because she has zero value rip

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Humming, Chu-e nodded as he took in what Emma said. He had to agree. "Not all the company's been great, but overall it's been solid." Was about all he could chime in, his remembering the Stormy girl he had met earlier in mind, before all hell broke loose, in a figurative way.

Of course he followed after Emma, close at her side as she opened the door for them. He watches as the massive bird lands, rights itself and his head feels fuzzy and like it's being prickled as it 'speaks' to them.

He also sees Marie, running away. He is glad she is alive, much like he was when seeing Emma. He is shamed by her cowardice as she leaves.

Emma stills, seemingly cowed in place by Marie's harsh looks. But when has Chu-e ever done the smart thing? Anyone who didn't step forward now would be the ones regretting this day for years to come. What ifs would plague them. Even if he wasn't chosen, he doubted he would be, he had still placed himself on a pedestal before the great bird as an offering. He only had so much to give.

"You'll regret not trying, Emma." Is all he says. There is a time to play the smart cards and hold back. There is also a time to bum rush in and throw caution to the wind. He feels this is that time.

Earlier in the night, upset in a borrowed hotel room, he had told Arthur that if he died, he died. He still felt this, to his very soul. Any consequence would be what he sewed and its just want would happen. He never saw himself as having much to lose, anyway.

So Chu-e took a deep breath, steeled his nerves the best he could and straightened his back. Two approached before him, one a dapper man and the other an anxious woman. He pauses by her as he approaches, takes the time to smooth his hand over her shoulder and give her a firm pat as if it may her steady her. She shouldn't be so nervous. She had move guts than most of the party at this point.

"Articuno." Chu-e starts, while unsure if he is doing this right he is still firm in voice for now. "I don't have anything to offer you, I have nothing of value you may enjoy, but I will offer you myself, in body and soul, if you desire to have me."

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@ball, Emma Wolfe , @elora , @articuno

>> chatting with emma when oh fuck articuno
>> he wants to be friends with articuno, too
>> encourages emma to have a go at it lest she regret it
>> pats elora as he approaches since she seems nervous and he doesn't want her to feel that way
>> probably not gunna amount to much other than trouble but it seemed fun to try c:

honestly, when senri hears the commotion, he is more of surprised than anything to find a large, powerful presence in the room. he hears the bird's declaration just like everyone else, but his head is swimming with more of questions than awe. would this celebration really be enough to pull in a legendary pokemon from what appears to be nothingness? where did it even come from? where are zapdos and moltres, its supposed siblings from the sky? everything just seems so odd that it almost feels like a dream, seeing articuno like this.

but the chill is real, and people are approaching the blue avian. tiny bits of chaos erupt here and there in a haphazard attempt to get closer, but the room is more or less silent with ballroom goers either taking pictures or taking a chance at becoming articuno's avatar. he hears mutters from people beside him that amongst those who tried are part of the council. really top tier positions. he feels small when he approaches, thinking that he has no place with these important people. surely they are more worthy than he is--a lone sinnoh boy that had decided to run away because of his own weakness.

yet here he is--his feet somehow carry him towards the large creature in its full awe and majesty. he feels his chest tighten and he wonders for a moment if he is going to faint. but as with many other trials before him, he steels himself and stands his ground. he looks at articuno straight in the eye and clenches his teeth, trying not to tremble. "i honestly don't know why you're here, or why you are suddenly seeking an avatar," he begins with his brows furrowed, "but you must be here for a reason. something beyond any of us has an inkling of." he could be crushed under this pokemon's claw; he realizes this. "i thank you for this...humbling experience. i can only echo the thanks of another, and while i..." he shakes his head, letting out a small laugh, "i don't compare to these guys. hell, i am still trying to overcome my own failure." he then lets out a sharp exhale; his breath becoming fog in front of the chill. "but i am trying, and...if you are interested, i would be honored to have you watch over me."

throughout his little, shaky speech, he finds himself unable to meet articuno in the eye the whole time, but at the very end he gives the most determined gaze he can muster. to have a pokemon like articuno on his side...well, he wouldn't use it for battle or anything. it would be enough to know that he would have such a powerful being guiding him, like a mother to a child.

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