Bell
She/Her
21
Trainer
Cadet
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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Bluebell Montague
"for now we're going to work on the physical aspect rather then the execution at this time. so with each clap i want you to jump and spin, jump and spin, jump and spin--don't forget to straighten your arms out!' she responded. it wasn't until a wailing cry was heard that she, and the pokemon with her, directed their gaze elsewhere. "did you hear that? let's go check it out!" venturing toward the wailing sound of a pokemon, she and her piplup would come to cross paths with a flaffy!
"are you okay?!" the flaffy's leg seemed to have been injured. the wound was a nasty bruise, but she wasn't able to tell exactly what could've placed such a blunt force injury onto the flaffy's leg. "stay right there!" she exclaimed, piplup kneeling toward the flaffy's side to reassure it that everything was going to be fine. "alright, i got my bag!" bluebell shouted, having ran off for no more then a second to gather her belonging. "i should have some bandages in my backpack!" pulling out a first aid kit, she'd begin to perform first aid upon the wounded flaffy's leg.
"it's not everyday you find a wounded pokemon," bluebell spoke, attempting to comfort the flaffy. "you'll be fine, don't worry." the flaffy was enamored with how kind the blue haired female had been, blushing out of sheer embarrassment with how dazzled she was with the kind woman's help. "your sheepskin is so flawless up close, m-may i..." bluebell, blushing, hesitated to ask, "...t-touch your coat?" the flaffy, in response, also blushed. hesitating to grant her permission flaffy, no longer hesitant, nodded. "s-so fluffy!" bluebell continually blushed, turning practically red in the face with how infatuated the flaffy's sheepskin made her.
"i-i have to ask immediately! please flaffy," in the process of finishing the wrapping of flaffy's wound, she'd ask, "please allow me the chance to take you on our quest! you're beauty is practically what i'm looking for on our team! i-i'd understand if you were hesitant or totally didn't want to befriend a stranger like me, but flaffy..." clasping the palm of her hands together, she'd bow, "...i'm begging you!"
notes: attempting to persuade the injured flaffy. tag: ---
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