the ascendant
she/her
twenty-nine
November 03
sootopolis
demisexual
councilwoman
champion
i got new love, new skin to wrap myself in
formalities [c]
POSTED ON Feb 3, 2019 0:14:43 GMT
[attr="class","freypost"]she hadn't noticed any ghost-type pokemon in the midst of all the fighting, now that she thinks about it. while fernando's tactics seem outlandish to her, she can understand their merits. even a full team of six of her dragons would lose against fernando's sheer numbers. her fingers twitch, threatening to curl into a fist, but she keeps her gaze steady, body relaxed. he could be a very frightening threat if he wants to be.
"so i've heard," she says. in her adolescence, when she'd consumed media at a far more insatiable rate, she'd read articles about such things, had daydreamed once or twice about stowing away with a certain someone to become street fighters. the memory almost brings back a smile, but she smothers it with a swallow and watches a few more pokemon help themselves to some of the cafeteria food.
"it's smart. some scoff at them, i believe. with pokemon, why fight amongst ourselves? but i don't believe there's any harm in learning to defend yourself. better to bring a knife to a gun fight than nothing at all." she smiles and shrugs her shoulders.
"have you been?" she asks. "to unova?"
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