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POSTED ON Mar 17, 2021 4:59:09 GMT
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It gave her an odd sensation, each time she heard her phone ding. Lulu didn’t receive many texts. No one knew her number. She functioned via calls or emails, typically. Each time, it felt like… something between butterflies, and utter nausea. She couldn’t quite place it.

Mt. Pyre made sense to plant these strange seeds. Volcanic ash made for mineral-rich soil. Still, it had been one of her least favorite locations in the entire region. Lulu had not been a fan of ghosts. Today, however, similar to the feeling ’s texts were giving her, the idea of ghosts gave her one she could just as scarcely place. It was no longer fear—or if it was, that part was buried. It was as if some crippling, anxiety-inducing unknown had been inexplicably reduced to a fog which swirled around her, not terrifying, but rather cold. Mysterious. Mildly frustrating. It felt almost like lingering déjà vu.

She sat on stone steps, having arrived via Gardevoir, as per usual these days. Djall sat beside her as she examined a seed in her hand curiously, still awaiting her company.


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POSTED ON Mar 17, 2021 9:01:12 GMT
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[attr="class","spiral"]“Hut.

Each long legged stride is met with a sharp call and heavier breath. Unlike the others who travel via Pokemon, Fernando opts for the more traditional method. Evident by the sweat sprinkled across his forehead, the Councilman goes for his morning job with the vigor of someone unbridled with the responsibilities of a region or company.

It almost makes him look normal.

A well entitled deload of responsibilities leave him with well rested nights and renewed spirits. Even his skin looks healthier, tinged with more than the ghastly paleness of countless hours on his computer, exposed through the sleeveless tank top released as part of last year’s Silph Co. Pokeathlon catalogue. A Zeraora and Umbreon flank him on both sides, keeping pace with ease, measuring his progress as he struggles to keep up with the superiorly built quadrapeds.

In retrospect, what she feels internally contrast with his outward appearance. Once is muddled with uncertainty while the other embraces their newfound freedom. Which is which, depends on the eye of the beholder, but their mutual role causes them to converge once more, increasingly so, as it slowly comes to spiral into one muddled mess.

Lulu!

Fernando’s is sharp on approach, more to keep her alert as he comes closer with each sprint of his well fitted sneakers.



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POSTED ON Mar 17, 2021 9:48:39 GMT
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The tone of his voice made the hairs on her neck stand on end, but she attributed it to the environment without another thought. Just jumpy, maybe.

Her face acted of its own accord, drawing out some ancient, resurrected smile to flash at the man as he approached with his partners—merely an empty reflection of his own actions, although it certainly felt like something to her.

At their approach, the Houndoom began with a low growl. Its head went low on its shoulders defensively. Lulu was distracted by this at once; this was clearly not normal behavior. “Tsh.” It was close, inaudible to them still. It only continued, as though he hadn’t even heard her. In fact, the hound did so much as to get up from their post and settle squarely between parties. It barked, low, threatening. Flames licked from its vicious mouth.

“Djall!” Lulu jumped up from the steps. Djall, no! The fuck?”

As it was ready to lunge, a red light withdrew it into its capsule. She held it in her hand and then looked up at Fernando. Unlike him, she was covered as usual in sleek black from the neck down, meant to conceal endangering tattoos which ran all the way to the soles of her feet. She bared arms today, however.

Eyes, green-lensed despite her vision’s clarity, looked perplexed. “Okay, he's never done that before. Usually very well behaved.” Her brow furrowed, and she looked down at the pokeball again before pocketing it. Embarrassing. Disappointing“Sorry. Must be the ghosts or something.”


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POSTED ON Mar 17, 2021 9:58:25 GMT
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[attr="class","spiral"]For someone observing her for any signs of deviation, Fernando sure doesn’t look it. His smile is flattering with a crisp hint of something more playful, taunting almost. Wearing his mask, despite everything he’s done to her, comes as second nature. To him, she is nothing more than another business associate, another League politicians he has to delude with the expression he paints with stiff colors and saturated stains.

There is no such thing as remorse.

Perhaps.” Fernando clicks his tongue, smile transitioning more into a smirk than anything else. “But it wouldn’t be the first time I’ve seen that type of behavior. Canine species can be quite defensive, jealous even.

The implication flirts across his gaze before settling on the hike ahead.

"And I do intend to leave him jealous.

Mount Pyre awaits, a good afternoon’s stroll to reach the portion that’s been designated as habitable for their carrot seeds.



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POSTED ON Mar 17, 2021 10:36:20 GMT
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His lack of irritation and ease of spirit were things fairly new to her. During the building of their friendship at Kaleidoscope, he’d been rigid, cold sometimes. Difficult, although these were all parts of what she’d found enjoyable about his company. She was a strange breed, maybe.

Things had warmed up between them, though, it seemed. From what she could recall, and what she felt, he had managed to melt that ice within her own soul a bit. Little did she know it had in fact simply been smashed to bits, still frozen as ever. Those fragments hid beneath the surface of some sick fire he stoked with a new tone: flirtation—free of conflict or tension.

That wouldn’t last, regardless of reveals. Lulu craved tension. Then, now. Always.

Figuring they were safe enough with the guard of his Umbreon and Zoraora, she strode up to him without releasing anything else.

“Do you?” The look of confusion had already left her face, her thoughts clearly moving on from Djall’s waving red flag. Her smirk was practically roguish as a finger went up and swiped a drop of sweat off his chin and replaced it on her tongue. Her eyes cut at him. “You know, you’re hotter a mess like this.”

She leaned in to look him deep in the eyes and feign darkness before suddenly cracking a grin and poking him in the chest. “I’m taking the winning shot while you’re weak.” She then promptly bolted, down the path. “Race you!”

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POSTED ON Mar 17, 2021 10:56:21 GMT
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[attr="class","spiral"]“

Fernando freezes. Their interaction, as small as it is, drives him wild. Something about powerful women trigger something inside of him. A natural urge to rise up and conquer? He’s unsure, barely aware of it as is, but the way she tastes him causes him to flatline.

Her attraction to him may not last, certainly not under these pretenses, but his own starts to flower under her new and improved persona.

It shows in the way his smile dies, curling inward as his eyes narrow in an answer to her own stare. The glare commits to his own judgement, a distasteful annoyance at her teasing, well aware that she has no promise to deliver on it.

Tch.

And then she bolts, out of reach, nothing short of outright abusive.

Fernando gives her a good distance, using it as a momentary breather, while outlining his path with his eyes. A few seconds after, he’s dead ass sprinting to catch up, gradually clearing the distance with long, spaced out strides.



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POSTED ON Mar 17, 2021 11:30:24 GMT
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A quick glance over her shoulder confirmed that he was running after, and catching up quickly. It widened her grin, but the beginning of laughter was cut off as she was full-on sacked out of the air and into the trees off to the side by a careening Drakloak. It happened in a blur. There was a trace of a surprised yelp, and she had disappeared.

Leaves rustled, twigs snapped, expletives muttered over a very short struggle before the Drakloak was blown back across the path to the other side via a SHADOW BALL from a shiny Orbeetle.

She brushed the leaves off and jogged back onto the path. Surely, he’d caught up by then, if not before. It would seem the Drakloak was far gone. Perhaps it had been attempting to escape something else, or maybe simply in a hurry for some other reason. Honest mistake.

The Orbeetle remained at her side, hovering off the ground. There was a new, small scrape across her cheek. The woman clearly couldn’t catch a break.

She looked for Fernando, seeming fine, except for a touch of disappointment that her game had been cut short. Perhaps things tried to attack her often. “You’re lucky that happened.” she panted towards him, smirking. “I would have beaten you.” Pulled a small twig out of her hair.

A hand reached down to retrieve a cigarette—the only hint to the annoyance of her struggle. She lit it and took a drag, looking up the path, wondering about the distance. She’d walk next to him for now, if that was what they were doing.

Unless, of course, he simply ran past her.
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POSTED ON Mar 17, 2021 12:02:41 GMT
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[attr="class","spiral"]“Mmhm. Luck.

Fernando’s agreeance is more taunting than not, a snake oil salesman smile affixed on his would-be victory. “Next time, perhaps,” he counters, waiting for her to keep up as they coming ever closer to their destination.

Any insight on the seeds?



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POSTED ON Mar 17, 2021 12:26:16 GMT
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His smile was met with a keen side-eye, the corner of her mouth still pinched competitively.

Brushing off more dust and exhaling smoke, she shook her head at his question. “Not at all, other than where to plant them.” Lulu had neglected to do the required research with the gardeners, only catching notes in the halls of HQ. This was not her field, no pun intended.

A pokeball returned the Orbeetle once more, perhaps giving away a sense of security with him, his team. As long as she didn’t run up ahead. Upon being tackled by one… well, half-ghost, she’d decided she still didn’t care for them.

“I wonder where they came from, originally. Sort of odd to hand these all out and not tell us.” Then, realizing who she was walking with, she looked pointedly at him, teasing, “Don’t you think you should do something about this? Been aliens. Mutant vegetables could be Hoenn’s next great debacle.”

As they reached the top, the wind blew her bangs back a bit. She squinted through it, admiring the view for a moment.


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POSTED ON Mar 17, 2021 20:52:15 GMT
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[attr="class","spiral"]"Oh?"

Fernando notches an eyebrow. For how much he knows about her he suspected her to have some clue. Is she hiding it from him or does she truly not know. Even now, he finds his curiosity at wits end with who she truly is. Maybe he did misread her. It doesn't pang him with regret, not on behalf of the depravity he's put her through, but moreso the effort he's already sank into her.

"Welcome to Hoenn, you new around here," he pokes through her open ended question. When prompted for further input, he merely glares at her, upholding a moment of silence before giving her the half-truth that no one seems to realize. "You know I'm mostly just a glorified accountant, right?"




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POSTED ON Mar 17, 2021 21:56:02 GMT
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Hot air snorted. “Doesn’t take long to realize what an exciting place this is.” Her tone was waggish as she looked out over Hoenn, still visibly healing from the geographical wounds of interdimensional warfare.

An accountant. This was an odd way for Fernando Silph to present himself. Why put on such a powerful front only to undermine it when it’s acknowledged? Just to be contrary, perhaps?

Although driven by the untouched whisper of a job to pry, what ultimately caused her to pick at him was the urge to tease—and it would be more than he had likely grown used to at the bar, because they were friends friends, now. Lulu was no longer backing down when he turned to stone. She was emboldened, and his glare did nothing to her when she looked up to catch it. She smiled back.

“No, you’re not.” she challenged. Dead-feeling fingertips squeezed the hot end off her smoke and stuffed the filter in a silver case which snapped shut. “That might be one of your hats, but you’ve got several. Hats add up.” To power. Have your hand in all the baskets, words in all the ears. Networking. “If you don’t save Hoenn from mutant vegetables, it’s because you don’t want to.”

She changed directions to view the turned soil a small distance away. “Guess that’s it.”


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POSTED ON Mar 18, 2021 1:08:58 GMT
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[attr="class","spiral"]“I’m supposed to be.

Fernando scoffs at her rebuttal. Not because she’s wrong. She’s undoubtedly correct, to the point it aggravates him to hear it. Knowing that someone as fresh as her can identify the pitfalls of being so involved only irks him further.

And that’s why I must, because no one else will.

No one else can.

It’s tiring, really.” Their destination is within reach but Fernando tries to slip one last seed before they come to. “Moments like these are fleeting. Makes you wistful.



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POSTED ON Mar 18, 2021 1:38:06 GMT
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Everyone had a motive. That was something Lulu had internalized. She didn’t know what Fernando’s was, with his involvement in Hoenn’s politics, entertainment, economy… but no one took on that much and used it for good. No, that looked more like a dictatorship waiting to happen.

Influence was the ultimate superpower.

She let his wistful moment pass through them on the breeze silently.

“Why do you spread yourself so thin?” She was curious, and the question was casual, made even more so by the way she lowered to crouch near the ground, staring at the dirt a moment. Should have maybe brought a shovel. Trowel, or whatever the hell they were called.

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POSTED ON Mar 19, 2021 8:24:56 GMT
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[attr="class","spiral"]“Because there are some things in life that need to be handled. If no one else will rise to the occasion then it’s left unchecked. Everything crashes and burns.

Fernando kneels with her, running his fingers against the smooth ground. He treats it gently at first, an inspective caress to judge texture and how porous the soil can be. When it proves loamy enough to dig through, he starts to pry, a single digit into the ground like a nail through wood.

The last time I decided not to do enough Slateport was invaded and Hoenn saw the most deaths to date. Made the Three Day War look pale in comparison, casualty wise.” Make no mistake, despite his presentation, Fernando cares little for them. His own inaction was mostly due to selfish reasons. As was his rise to power afterwards. However, his relationship to the region is symbiotic. Team Rocket’s occupation and aptitude for outright slaughter means the societal structure he thrives on is at risk.

And so he eliminates the source. Cuts the tumor that plagues of the region with the death of .

Thousands of people died, people I could have saved.

He paints his words with several shades of regret but the true picture is always black and white. It’s a lie he lives through every day, enough to make it real on the surface and undetectable otherwise.



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POSTED ON Mar 19, 2021 11:01:32 GMT
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She took note of the way he treated the ground. Lulu had never planted anything, before—at least not that she could remember. Maybe decades ago, in school at some point, as a young girl.

Her finger went to do the same.

The regret in his voice wasn’t lost on her. It sounded genuine, but perhaps that was merely because she was projecting. She stared distantly into the surface of a pebble.

“You can’t let the loss of other lives haunt you. It’s unproductive, and it’ll eat you alive.” Her tone was knowing, and this was unveiled, because she’d branded herself a makeshift soldier to him. It was no intentional secret that she had killed, fought. Lived with what-if’s and survivor’s guilt, and all that. “No good if you’ve still got things to do.”

He would know at least a hint of the irony here. The hypocrisy.

She went to drop a seed into the hole he’d dug instead, playfully brushing his hand in a way that didn’t reflect the gravity of her voice, as though she wasn’t comfortable settling into such a mood.

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