"Ah, look there." Addressing Adrian Malcolm and Serena Malcolm, Gavin gestures toward a small stand filled with Blacephalon-styled balloons. While to some it might've seemed in poor taste thanks to the events of last year's celebration, the Rocket finds it more amusing than offensive. "That looks fun."

He knows what it is, of course. He also knows it's rigged as hell.

There's a twinkle of mischief in his eyes as he steps up to 'Vanessa', feigning ignorance as to Valerio Dachev's identity.

"We'll give it a shot." It's unclear if we indicates Gavin and his human companions, or the two Pokémon that now hovers beside him. Klinklang's gears click softly as they spin.

"Wish me luck," he hums, and tosses three darts in quick succession with an impressively steady hand. Though his aim brings him close to hitting three of the balloons, the darts seem to just miss their mark. Was that part of the rigging, or just rough luck?

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Post #7 / outfit
Hanging out with Adrian Malcolm and Serena Malcolm.
Tries out BLACEPHALON POP!

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"You wish I was curious about the goods." The snarky response is immediate, eyes sparkling with barely contained amusement as she quirks an eyebrow at her best friend. Before she has time to say anything else, however, it seems Laurence Anderson 's attention has drifted away - and he's gone from her side to try his hand at the strongman game.

Watching curiously, Skyler nearly bursts out laughing at Lars' pitiful attempt. The captain manages to hurriedly swallow it down into a cough, nearly choking on her own spit for a second. Suddenly those displayed abs of his don't look as threatening anymore... 

Captain Dross should’ve known better than to tempt fate, really. When her own attempt wields less than spectacular results, barely reaching past a fifth of the way to the top, a flush taints her sun-kissed skin. The deathly glare she throws at the mallet is only surpassed by the flashing of thunder in silver eyes when a single ‘hah’ reaches her ears in a familiar tone of voice.

The mallet is carelessly abandoned in favor of facing angelo vestri ; bold, wide steps taking her towards the courier with the promise of violence darkening her eyes. Their dance is an intimate one, Skyler stopping just shy of touching his skin, an unspoken dare in the way she leans towards him and tilts her head up to brush a breath over his lips. So close the captain nearly tastes rum on her tongue.

There isn’t much time for a reaction; a blinking of eyes and Skyler is walking past Angelo. Though not before sneaking a mischievous hand out to pinch his butt.

“Celly! You’re here!”

kyle lopez ’s farewell is met with a mischievous smirk of her own. “You’ll have to find me first, boss. Lots of places to hide in the festival.” She doesn’t mind paying for his food, exactly. But the words are out of her mouth before she can help it; gleeful mischievousness taking over her expression for a small length of time. Unable to resist taking his words as a challenge.

Only then does Skyler bring Celeste Abbiati to her, wrapping an arm around the smaller woman’s shoulders and squeezing. The woman’s sarcastic quip has the captain throwing her head back in laughter - and when she faces Celeste again, a wide smile curls her mouth. “I guess I’m afraid you’ll have to rely on my guidance, Celly. I feel bad for you already.” The girl’s attempt at the strongman game hadn’t gone unnoticed either, and Skyler raises an eyebrow. “But I think this time you’ll have to be the one to carry me in your arms.”

The grin curving her mouth is utterly shameless.

When Laurence Anderson calls out to her with a harebrained, ludicrous proposal on his tongue she finds herself unable to resist - arm entangled with Celeste Abbiati ’s as she’s pulled with Lars next to a clump of nearby trees. Something gleefully bloodthirsty stains the edges of her toothy smile. She turns to Celeste briefly, handing her the bottle of tequila. “Guard this with your life, Celly.” The deadly serious tone of her voice is belied by glinting silver eyes.

“C’mon, spiky. You do know that climbing a tree requires, y’know, actually moving your ass, right?” She’s having too much fun goading him. Unlike the head ranger, Skyler wastes no time in studying possible paths up the tree bark, taking to climbing with a heedless, thoughtless enthusiasm.

Valerio Dachev ’s message blinks in her phone screen, to be noticed later.

X8uv3HC6
for tree climbing

Laurence Anderson Celeste Abbiati angelo vestri kyle lopez Valerio Dachev
post # 7

Eva watch Syah eagerly with emerald green eyes. She only peeled them off the action for a brief moment when Logan Ferris angled the camera her way. Considering this was all in good fun, she gave the ‘audience’ a cheerful wave before focusing her attention back on the Machamp and Dragonite.

The two were going at it with all their strength! Both seemed a formidable opponent which was no surprise. Both Dragonite and Machamp were known for their brute strength and unmatched power, “That-a-girl, Syah!” Eva pumped a fist into the air as the Machamp drove the Dragonite to the edge of the arena.

The match kept everyone on the edge of their seat. You could taste the determination radiating form each pokemon as they fought to push the other outside the ring’s boundaries. After some very close and nail-biting rounds, Syah was victorious . . . and exhausted. You could see the sweat glistening off of her blue skin with every heavy breath she took as she shuffled back towards Eva, “Way to go!” she slapped the Machamp playfully on the arm, “Your Dragonite is so strong! I was definitely nervous there for a while. He really wore Syah out,” she complimented, turning to Logan, “I look forward to a rematch, sometime,” she threw the boy a playful wink.

Notes: 6/15

Logan Ferris Kazimir Wynter

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Andy's response was...unusual. Hideo would’ve expected the other boy to take his turn and completely outdo him, but he seemed to be avoiding it, even offering Hideo a reward if he went at it again. Hesitation like that was the last thing Hideo expected.

His Hatterene didn’t even need to read his emotions to know something was up. She looked the bewildered boy over up and down, not appreciating how wild his emotions were getting.

"You feeling anxious after that last game?" Hideo teased. 3 out of 10 was better than the last time he tried playing this kind of game, and he could attribute that to getting a lot of practice throwing pokeballs, but it was still a poor performance by most standards. He was certain even if Andy had never thrown a basketball before, he’d do a lot better knowing exactly where the basket was.

But he just shrugged. If Andy was too anxious, then that was that. He wouldn’t push the other boy. “Well, if you insist. Come on, Vibes, lead me back to the game. I’ll take another shot if Andy doesn’t want to. I’ll think of what I want after I’m done.”

His Pokemon nodded, though she kept an eye on Andy as she lead Hideo back to the stand.

“He says he wants me to go again,” Hideo said, “Dunno why, but he insists.”

The festival worker looked back at Andy, then to Hideo. “Well if that’s what he wants. But you gotta get five or more for a prize this time, alright?”

Hideo nodded, the ball placed in his hand once again. He took a shot, confident he remembered exactly where the basket was - and didn’t realize he wasn’t standing in the exact same spot as before, completely missing the basket.

That miss left him confused for a moment, his confidence dissolving pretty quickly. And the festival worker didn’t give him any advice this time. Looked like he was on his own again. At least he could guess it was still at the same level, but it took another five shots before he could find exactly where the basket was. Didn’t help that he had to throw at an angle this time; his previous attempt was made easier by it being a straight shot.

His seventh shot managed to hit the basket, though it bounced off the rim. Another shot hit the other end of the rim, which gave him enough to work with. Ninth was a near miss, rolling along the rim before sliding right into the basket. His last shot was a much cleaner score.

“Two out of ten is still better than most blind kids,” the worker said, “Nice try.”

“Thanks,” Hideo said, shrugging. “Help me back to Andy, will you?” he asked his Pokemon, the Hatterene complying and leading Hideo back to the other boy.

“Guess I won’t get anything from that, huh?” he asked - completely unaware that there was now a Butterfree on top of Andy’s head.