songbird, eve
she/her
21
september 5th
hoenn
demisexual
idol
civilian
to be a flower you need rainy days.
TAG WITH @songbird
evelyn silph
girl on a mission [ safari ]
POSTED ON Feb 14, 2019 15:19:45 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","threadtext"] [attr="class","letter1"]d rawing closer, a misty terrain began to eat away at her feet. she wandered in so that she may get a better sight of the pokemon. it was none other then a, "sylveon." it's beautiful, enamoring body caught her by surprise. it was alluring, magical, and she wanted it on her team. as she was about to toss out a single pokemon for combat, she began to hear the pokemon's song.[break][break] the sylveon was humming a tune. one of familiarity, how did she know such a song? "the forget-me-not...have you..." was the sylveon listening to her song? before she could ask, the sylveon's detection was sharp and agile. it'd turn to face the trainer, smiling as its ribbon-like tendrils and tail maneuvered around. those eyes were telling evelyn, 'come catch me if you can,' and so she was ready to do so. "alright then, here i come. come forth: brionne!" this was brionne's battlefield: water. [break][break] as brionne entered, she swam into the lake for cover. circulating about the sylveon as the pinkette stood upon the work, "aqua jet!" sprouting from the water, sylveon would utilize detect to swiftly dodge the incoming jet of water. upon dodging, it was as though she were dancing with little room for error; it was as if she were a ballerina. "alright then, let's show her our unison. brionne, snowball meteor!" a combination technique, brionne would utilize the move bubblebeam. as the sphere's water bypassed the sylveon who continued to gracefully dance about, little did she know what was to come next. [break][break] "now, icy wind!" a cool, blizzard of ashy mist captured the sylveon in its wind. it was greatly cold, and as the icy wind bypassed her; the spheres of bubble from earlier were no longer liquid but solid rather. from above the solid, ice spheres began to rain from above. "looks like a meteor shower wasn't in today's forecast. oh well." and from above it began to rain like hell. this was nothing compared to hail. this was songbird's personal hail hell. the sylveon was met with an unexpected of shower of blunt objects. it wasn't enough to take her down, but it was enough to distract her for songbird to toss out a safari ball. "here we go!" she grunted, tossing a safari ball in hopes of capturing the sylveon. [break][break] party: [break] tag: @--- [break] notes: attempted capture! [Googlefont=Playfair+Display:400,400italic,700,700italic,900] [newclass=.miricredit]text-align: center; text-transform:uppercase; line-height: 150%;}[/newclass] [newclass=.miricredit a]font-family: calibri; font-size: 8px; letter-spacing:1px; color: #aaa;[/newclass] [newclass=.letter1]margin-left: 0px; float: left; font-family: playfair display; text-transform: uppercase; font-size: 35px; color: #000; padding: 10px; line-height: 50%; font-style: italic;[/newclass] [newclass=.threadtext]background: #fdfdfd; padding: 0px;width: 360px;line-height: 140%;font-size: 11px; letter-spacing: 0.5px;font-family: sans serif display;text-align: justify; color: #2d2d2d;[/newclass]
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