Mars | Tuesday
He/Him
28
August 4th
Canalave City, Sinnoh
Bi / Demiro
POG Bank CEO
Underboss
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Martín del Mar
Tropic like it's hot [M]
POSTED ON Jul 11, 2021 9:54:24 GMT
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[BREAK]FROM HEAD RANGER TO[break] ARTICUNO’S BEST FRIEND:[BREAK][BREAK]THE SECRET LIFE OF LAURENCE ANDERSON [break][break] It was with a calm yet almost illegible expression that the man read the magazine article, his gaze diligently wandering from word to word and all too rarely allowing himself to break this pace with a pause. Usually, he wouldn’t have bothered with something like this, especially not when he could have found the very same article online, but it was nice to have some light reading to do when spending a whole day at the beach, under the sun. And really, there was also always something kind of amusing about a desperate attempt at a hit piece (this Laurence Anderson guy probably only had himself to blame for that one though, if we’re being honest here). [break][break] There was a light breeze, and for a few seconds, the man closed his eyes – allowing himself to enjoy it from where he lay in the shade of tall palms. Except that, for some reason, the enjoyable chill of the air was gone as soon as it came, and in its disappearance it was replaced by the scalding heat of Lilycove’s summer. When he opened his eyes once again, there was no longer any shade, as if he had been lying down in the middle of the beach all along. The Glaceon that had been napping by his side didn’t look pleased at all. [break][break] ”What the hell…” Using the magazine to shield his gaze from the rays of the sun, he looked up, confirming what should have been obvious by now: the palm trees were gone. In fact, he could even see them running away! A dozen or more Alolan Exeggutor heading inland, some of them with their treetops (leaves? hair?) on fire. [break][break] Oh, hell no! Those things weren’t just going to take away his shade like that! It was unacceptable. [break][break] He at least allowed himself to retrieve a couple of pokéballs and his sunglasses, and clad in no more than swim trunks and designer slides (magazine still in hand), Mars headed in the direction the trees had gone – all of his other possessions left behind under the watchful eye of his trusty Glaceon.
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