saoirse quinn
she/her
29
october 27
circhester, galar
bisexual
physicist / inventor
head scientist
every night i burn, dream the black crow dream
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Lulu Flint
knights and pawns
POSTED ON May 1, 2021 11:21:28 GMT
“Goddamn. You really are new here.” A Gardevoir was released, and, commanded through TELEPATHY, it reached out to touch the man’s arm. In a flash, they would TELEPORT off to their destination—reappearing in Lower Slateport only moments later. Lulu’s cigarette was still lit. Eyeing him in a way which still clearly wasn’t 100% sold, she finally reached in a pocket and handed him one of his own. A whole one. And even the lighter. Only because, oh, what a fresh hell this poor fuck was in for. Who hadn’t told him about Hoenn before he’d decided to pop up?“An Avatar is someone who has been chosen by a Legendary and bestowed some of their powers. We don’t yet know how or why, but it’s happening across the region.” She’d personally called out for Darkrai, and it’d answered. However, that didn’t explain a lot. The god of darkness didn’t talk much.“Underboss Cillian Quinn 's, been blessed by Lugia.” She didn’t mention the shadow bit. That was a whole other can of worms. One thing at a time. “I share Darkrai’s avatarship with Walsh. I can do things, like turn to shadow, and use HYPNOSIS.” Puff. “I also don’t sleep much anymore, either. Couple hours ever few days. Instead, I live via DREAM EATER, and it rests me up.” She looked over to gauge a reaction, and then finally finished the last bit of her cigarette, tossing it to the ground and stamping it out. “Well. Best get to it.” She began to walk around the building, towards the offices they were heading for. He’d be filled in on the mission during the walk.
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