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Sabine had always been strong-willed, stubborn, and selfish. She had always put herself first, disregarding anyone elses feelings or needs. So for her to have, without hesitation, invite Lulu Flint over like this was out of character.[break][break]

But it was a testament to how deeply she cared for the woman, whether she was willing to admit it or not. Sabine was nothing if not bold. And this, the plan that she had in store, would be evidence of that. [break][break]

It is only as Lulu would be crossing the threshold that Sabine feels a twinge of anxiety- but not regret. Since arriving in Hoenn she had been secretive, or perhaps reluctant to show anyone her home. In Hammerlocke she had lived like a princess, but in Rustboro she had been forced to bend the knee and accept her losses. [break][break]

Fortunately, she'd been able to successfully eradicate the bug infestation.[break][break]

Excitement grants her confidence to overcome her shame for where she lives, and she pounces upon Lulu.[break][break]

"Hello, my love-- come this way and close your eyes. I have a surprise for you."[break][break]

She moves to cover Lulu's eyes with her hands before leading her inside. Maybe if she hid the entrance, Lulu wouldn't notice how low on the totem pole she really was.[break][break]

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POSTED ON May 28, 2021 5:27:18 GMT

Sabine Calcifet

Rustboro.

Visions flashed of the shotgun house, and its unexpected basement which she’d been kidnapped to; the one with the rug more expensive than the whole property, on which, perhaps fittingly, the boss of a group of the Galarian mafia’s elite had died with a knife in her throat, per Lulu’s hand.

She’d not escaped unscathed. The bullet which had passed through her shoulder that evening had only healed months ago. The things in her mind hadn't.

She’d lost Scyther and Embroar. She’d nearly died. She’d killed over ten people—some of whom she’d often sat at a table and played cards with in Motostoke, back in a differnet lifetime. Their smiles hadn’t faded. It was, maybe, sick, selective memory, still eating at her.

The whole thing was a mental montage which had been the source of nightmares prior to Darkrai’s blessing, and even after, still. On rare nights of brief sleep, growing thinner by the day, when they delved into these stories of the past from their own joint perspective, she’d come to predict that her god attempted to heal her; to help her understand. She never wanted to see it. She withdrew, as much as it persisted. These were the things she saw before the mornings when she awoke, gasping for air.

The mornings happened less often, now. Sabine had been there to witness the change. She would know Lulu stayed up at night, close to her for hours, while intermittently leaving to work in a shut off laboratory which Sabine had not yet seen. While Lulu had started off as one of the most predictable people, with mornings set in unbreakable routine, these days, her demeanor upon Sabine’s waking would be unpredictable. Sometimes, she was already made of stone, cards played, pushups done early, and notes written up for the day.

Sometimes, now, she could be found on the roof, swimming, and enjoying the sun—more often since the generator had been completed, recently.

Today, she had woken up alone, but the afternoon was meant for something different. No work.

Here she was, for the first time in while.

With a hand clapped over her face, she breathed, willing not to relive; not to choke the woman next to her. To keep it down, bottled up. She forced an eager smile, heart racing as she suddenly suspected this might all be an elaborate ruse after all.

No. She trusted Sabine. Sabine wouldn’t do that.

“This is a bit of a trip. Wasn’t expecting you to live here, if I'm honest.”

She allowed the princess to guide her, the woman never having heard the story. Darkrai watched from a shadow, knowing, and unable to quell its Avatar’s worries, or perhaps simply not doing so.

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POSTED ON May 29, 2021 2:44:06 GMT

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What anxiety Lulu is experiencing is completely overlooked, regardless of if it was obvious in her actions and expressions. Sabine's warm hands are delicate against her eyes, completely unaware of the measured breaths the woman takes. Excitement, selfish anticipation, it clouds all judgment. [break][break]

"Shh.. shh, never you mind. This is merely temporary."[break][break]

For some reason, it sounds as if she is reassuring herself, and not Lulu. Yet again, her pride takes control, snuffing out any attempt to be any degree of normal. This was less of a surprise for Lulu, clearly, as it was a surprise for Sabine.[break][break]

But was that entirely true?[break][break]

The shadow at their backs does not go unnoticed- but at this point Sabine has accepted it as a constant presence. Fearless, one might call it, or perhaps just stupid. [break][break]

Sabine fumbles with the door, pushing it open with a horrible creak. Light pours into the apartment from a balcony window at the far end. Effort has been put in to make the place look higher class, but the peeling wallpaper and the smell of smoke still sticks, unfortunately.[break][break]

"This was, Lulu, and keep your eyes closed!"[break][break]

She laces her fingers neatly through hers, tugging her along to the living area.[break][break]

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POSTED ON May 29, 2021 5:05:09 GMT

Sabine Calcifet

Temporary. Good.

Darkrai had never attempted to harm Sabine. In fact, the princess had fallen victim to neither of them, thus far. Perhaps her safety from the legendary’s influence could be attributed to her loyalties—whether to Rocket or to Lulu, or perhaps a combination of both.

Sabine stabilized the head scientist, which was good for everyone around, but especially the organization. She played an important role, and sometimes she slipped. When she had called to it, she had been in a broken, dangerous state. Darkrai did its best to work in the background, fixing steps along the way and acting as a buffer.

The things that went on in the shadows.

Its influence permeated further than anyone could possibly know. She had been strengthened in far more ways than one.

Not to mention, rather conveniently, she could now work twice as much as before. Productivity was everything in the world.

The light shown between the cracks of slender fingers. Of course, she didn’t close her eyes. That’s what stupid people did. Sabine wouldn’t know anyways, with her hand over her face.

When the hand lowered, however, they would still be wide open, unable to resist the early sight of her surroundings. She took a heavy breath finally, the only evidence of her nerves. Fuck. Her heart shivered.

“Sorry.”

She took it all in, figuring it didn’t matter at this point. She allowed herself to be pulled into the living room. Shockingly quaint, and… comfortable, if that could be a thing at the moment. Another deep breath. “This is definitely a surprise. All this time, I thought you might not have enough roaming space in my apartment.”

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POSTED ON May 30, 2021 22:58:14 GMT

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Sabine didn't know, couldn't possibly know what Lulu went through. What demons tortured her, what shadows lurked around every corner. She was oblivious to it, and perhaps that was why she had been such a reliable, appropriate companion for the woman. She was a variable Lulu couldn't predict, an influence she couldn't see coming, couldn't control.[break][break]

Where Lulu pushed, Sabine pulled, and she pulled hard. [break][break]

It was what had brought her here, now, to Sabine's shabby, run-down apartment. [break][break]

Lulu's eyelashes tickle Sabine's fingers and should have been an indicator that the woman was not, in fact, playing along. But Sabine had learned early on to take what she could get and that, by pushing too hard, or rather, pulling, Lulu was liable to break. [break][break]

So as much as she scoffs and rolls her eyes when Lulu apologizes, the princess gets over it. [break][break]

"Mother's been cruel."[break][break]

She barely masks her whine before waving her hands. Her Pokemon stand there, unsure what it is that hand signal meant. The group of Pyroar leave to another room, and Sabine sighs heavily in annoyance.[break][break]

"Useless... Okay! Wait right here, love."[break][break]

Hidden under a sheet in the room ahead of them is the painting she had done by Xander Belmont. Sabine moves toward it, peeling back the sheet to reveal it in all its hideous and obnoxious glory.[break][break]

It is an oversized rendition of herself, dressed in dark, silky fabric and lined with gold and emerald jewelry. She looks divine, but it is such an obtuse gift, that it overshadows that beauty. At the princess' feet, her shiny male Pyroar lays, regal and still. And.. incredibly perturbed.[break][break]

"Well? What do you think? We can hang it up in your apartment."[break][break]

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POSTED ON Jun 1, 2021 1:18:45 GMT

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Sabine Calcifet

Perhaps it was Sabine’s sense of control which comforted Lulu. Despite a general distaste for others, in her life, these days, she often found herself in charge. She had a lab to run. She had people to bark at, and while that fed a new for power and survival, it did nothing for the part of her which grew ever-smaller and more desperate.

Giving up control meant less responsibilities, and as long as it was done behind closed doors, maybe sometimes that was okay.

In Rustboro, streets off from a near-death experience, it didn’t feel okay.

She tried her best mask, focusing on the group of Pyroar gathered for a moment before they dispersed. What had just happened? Odd.

She was told to wait, and she did, her heart racing a bit. Hands felt along her own hips to make sure all was there. Ok. Good. Eyes went around the room, corner to corner, floor to ceiling.

Sabine led the way, and when the surprise was finally unveiled, Lulu found herself so caught off guard by the entire situation that her face failed her. A loud bark of laughter was quickly sucked in with regret.

“It’s beautiful.”

She willed herself not to make eye contact, instead focusing on the expression of the depicted Pyroar.

Attempting to make light of the situation and perhaps taking a foolish route, she grabbed the proverbial shovel and began digging further. “Well, he doesn’t look too happy…”

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POSTED ON Jun 1, 2021 2:37:41 GMT

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"Isn't it just? I know the perfect spot to put it--"[break][break]

Sabine is almost too self-absorbed to notice the bark of laughter. But her brain replays it, enunciates it, shines a spotlight on it. [break][break]

"You hate it."[break][break]

The princess' face twitches, unwilling to commit to expressing disappointment or anger. It makes her look constipated, honestly. Lulu directs her attention to Akhenaton's unhappy expression and she squints, clearly not seeing it. Or simply choosing not to.[break][break]

"He looks fine to me, I don't see what you're saying."[break][break]

Sabine crosses her arms over her chest, uncomfortable and awkward for perhaps the first time in front of Lulu. She scans and rescans the painting, looking for what could have possibly made her laugh like that. But it looked perfect, looked exactly how she'd wanted it to. She frowns, tilting her head.[break][break]

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POSTED ON Jun 3, 2021 5:48:42 GMT

Sabine Calcifet

“No, no.”

“Could never hate that face, darling.”

At the Pyroar’s suddenly all-too-clear expression, she brushed off the entire situation with a hard fold. “Yeah. I don’t know; perhaps it was a glare.”

Amber eyes glanced around the room, occasionally coming back to gauge the woman’s comfort.

“It’s alright, you know. You didn’t see my last place.”

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POSTED ON Jun 14, 2021 3:48:14 GMT

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There is a moment there in which she doubts Lulu's words. In which she isn't sure whether to blindly accept them or to pick them apart. Did she mean it?[break][break]

"That makes sense, he does have a regal glare."[break][break]

She chooses to push it aside, and instead becomes absorbed in the way Lulu's eyes flit around the room, taking in every blemish, every nook and cranny. It makes her self-conscious, awkward, anxious; a feeling she hasn't felt in a very long time.[break][break]

"It's pathetic."[break][break]

She'd hoped the painting could be a distraction, that maybe Lulu would be so absorbed in it that she would look only at it and not at the rest of the apartment. It was a silly thought, a childish one, really. Frankly, she isn't sure at all why she'd even invited her over.[break][break]

I'm pathetic.[break][break]

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POSTED ON Jun 18, 2021 3:29:07 GMT

Sabine Calcifet

“Oh. No—no, I meant the lighting.”

Shit.

“Nothing wrong with it.”

Lulu frowned. Her head angled towards Sabine, as though to assure the woman of her attention while hoping to seize her own. Her voice went, maybe, more sincere. “It’s not pathetic.”

“I’m glad to see where you live.” She drew closer. “Thank you for showing me.”

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POSTED ON Jun 24, 2021 15:11:00 GMT

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"What? The lighting--oh."[break][break]

Sabine frowns, more than a little rattled and confused. The more they talked about the painting, the less confident she felt in her own skin. She had a desperate need to please, to be confident and regal and beautiful. But her home was anything but, and even despite Lulu's comforting gaze and kind words, Sabine can only feel the heavy weight of her mother's disappointment.[break][break]

"We don't have to stay. Are you hungry? We could go out."[break][break]

And never come back here.[break][break]

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POSTED ON Jun 26, 2021 3:28:53 GMT

Sabine Calcifet

Sabine was embarrassed.

Her amber eyes cut a little, peering down the shadow of realization.

“No.” she declined. “You’ve never invited me over before. I couldn’t leave now.”

She looked even closer at Sabine, eyes diving deep into emerald. Another planet. With her confidence steadily pooling back into her heart, she took a step towards the cross-armed princess, and raised a finger to comb it through a lock near her temple—pushing it behind her ear.

“You know, you don’t need a castle to be a queen, love.”

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POSTED ON Jun 26, 2021 4:19:06 GMT

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No? You mean... she wanted to stay? Here? In her bungalow that had, at one point, been infested with Grubbin and the like?[break][break]

It surprises her, forces her to slow her anxious babbling to listen. With Lulu, listening came easier. Sometimes that scared her.[break][break]

And it is why she hesitates now, arms slowly falling loose at her sides instead of crossed in frustration across her chest. The woman in front of her watches her, attention captivating. Sabine draws quiet breath where Lulu approaches, fingers tracing skin, tucking hair into place along her temple. [break][break]

"This is the farthest from a castle I could ever get. It's... embarrassing."[break][break]

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POSTED ON Jul 1, 2021 3:00:15 GMT

Sabine Calcifet

Lulu knew castles. One, or two, at least from what she could remember. She knew high ceilings, and small sandwiches, and flourishing courtyards. Beautiful people, and their cold, cold spirits.

Fuck them.

Her father could burn in Hell. Galar had turned its back on her. From her understanding, and from the looks of their location, it had turned its back on Sabine as well. Tough love. Whatever the queen chalked it up to... it wasn’t right, and Lulu had no shame in pulling the woman's daughter away from it.

Sabine was the small taste of home Lulu could keep with her. So, she slipped her hand down, to the small of her back, and pulled her even closer.

Sabine was all she needed, really. If only it were ever enough for either of them. Maybe one day.

“Don’t be embarrassed, Sab; please.” She shook her head lightly, eyes more tender than anyone else ever beheld. Handled with uncharacteristic care, Sabine was still like a prized piece of porcelain. Something smooth and fragile to hold in her hands; to soothe. Everyone served a purpose. “Why don’t you show me around, hm?”

She considered for a moment, and then tilted jaw at her, pulling away only so that her eyes met all of Sabine's striking emerald gaze. Sootopolis. Lulu was already moving. It would be safer there.

“And then… sell it. Move with me to Sootopolis.”

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