Fairy type wasn’t normally her cup of tea. The woman didn’t really find that type interesting and most of the time, fairy types were the color pink. Pink was honestly her least favor color. The only color that was pinkish that she liked was a rose gold pink. But with a rumor of shiny pokemon spawning in mt chimney, genesis couldn’t pass up the opportunity. Shiny pokemon were rare and if she managed to get one, she could sell it for even a prettier penny. But as she got to the area that was rumored to have them, there was something going on that they woman didn’t expect.

Green orbs flickered over the intense battle between Hydregion and Sylveon that seemed to have just started. The rocket member swiftly moved to a safe location to observes the battle from afar. Although Genesis knew wild pokemon do fight on another in the wild, it felt weird to see it in action. It was when the woman spotted a shiny eve amuse them that she suddenly wanted to help. Reaching into her pocket, the woman summoned one of her own creatures to join in on the fight. A skim spread across her face as the oddly colored decidueye appeared next to her. “Can you nab that shiny colored eevee?” She questioned, pointing in the general direction of the creature amongst the sea of pink and black, “Try to get in and out before anyone notices.”

The bird nodded, wings opened as it swooped down in an attempt to grab the eevee her trainer was talking about. It was easier said then done however as the dragon’s and fairy’s send attacks flying at all directions. A few even hit the grass and ghost type as she tried to grab the nearest creature she could safely before returning to her trainer.

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What a bother. These pinkiepie lookin' sons of a gun and their tri-headed dragon boyfriends were whipping up some chaos far too close to the tower for comfort.

Worse yet, they were beginning to annoy their Volcanion supervisor. The moment he had realized that, he had excused himself with the touchy legendary's permission...

And come down to whoop some ass.

"Awright, ya lousy rabblerousers." The youth said, arms crossed over his chest as his two Orbeetles flanked him, psychic energy oozing from them as their eyes shone.

"Pack up and get out. Yer disturbin' our work."

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Vicious screams filled the battle field as trainers and pokemon alike participated in this war. Ezra was the quietest of them all, unsure of how to react to such a sight. One moment he was grazing through the plush meadows of hoenn. The next? Well, splashes of pink and blue freckled the earth, as a sudden horde of Sylveons came into view. Even Luna, his energetic Umbreon, was louder than he. Though, despite the mixture of confusion and anticipation smothered across his cheeks, the man felt a deep hunger of want inside of him. A want that screamed, 'c a t c h t h e m'. And so he did. Or, at least, he tried to.

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Cute. Usually, she was not into the whole ‘pink equals cute and girly’ thing, but she wholeheartedly made an exemption for Sylveons. Most Eevees and their evolutions, really. Except for Jolteon. That one was too spiky for her tastes. Flaerons were also difficult to hug, but at least they looked like they could be nice to the touch – she had never actually tried it, due to not meeting any in person – but Jolteons just looked like they would hurt.

Slyveons though? They were quite amazing. Even someone as jaded as herself would admire them and watch them in a situation like this, wandering the field. She could try to fight one and capture, sure.



But A ) pink and fluffy or not, they could still bury her in an avalanche of cuteness with numbers like this. And B ) she honestly did not want to hurt any of those. Vio was a jerk and a liar, but she was not one to just attack Pokemon wantonly.

Instead, she just wandered through the field of living, walking flowers, most in pink, a few in blue – though she didn’t know why, probably males? – and figured if one wanted to join her, they’d just do. If not, she would survive, too.



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[attr="class","illie i"]pink, lots and lots of pink. there's blurs of it, white molding into pink and shimmering beneath the glow of a full moon. it's pretty, she decides with a soft smile. definitely pretty...

she almost doesn't want to interrupt. almost being the key word as a sylveon breaks away from the pack. it reminds her of her own: precious and pure. god, she's a full blown whore for eeveelutions. the next action isn't even considered. it's second nature, really, to pull a pokeball out and throw it into the mix. maybe she'll be lucky enough to snag one.

if not, seeing them is a prize enough. thank you.

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Lex wasn’t want to enjoy PINK, pretty pokemon like the eeveelutions engaged in front of her, but there was something intriguing about these Sylveon. The way the fearless took on the dark dragons, blast them with rainbow-colored beams. They were swift, fearless, beautiful. It didn’t hurt that Killian had an affinity for the eeveelutions. If she was lucky enough to bring one home for them, he would hopefully be delighted. There was no harm in trying.

Lex remained quietly on the sidelines, amber eyes constantly surveying for an opportune moment. The pokeball held tight in her grasp was ready. A Sylveon struck by a rogue beam skidding across the ground in front of her. A determined look furrowed its brows as it slowly stood back u to regain its footing and rejoin the fight . . . not before Lex leaned forward, lightly tossing the pokeball at the pokemon before it even noticed she was there.

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