she's been to galar, once. [break][break]



it's where she got this little apple pokemon, who decided that it would be fun to roll around with the wooloo. unfortunately, it seems like the other two pokemon at her side had the same idea, and so the three with their round bodies, in all their glory, began to tumble and roll around on the grass, trying to keep up with all the fluffy pokemon. good lord. [break][break]



she'd half the mind to participate in some horse-riding while she was here, but she had a mission to do. hence, she was going to occupy herself with.. her actual work. she keeps her gaze upon the trio of pokemon, leaning against the fence with a small smile on her face - then she sees.. something out in the distance. [break][break]



.. what in god's name was that?[break][break]



like any good, curious person, she approaches the dragon, only realizing who the trainer was shortly after approaching. "oh, hello~" she'd wave "are you here to look after the wooloo, too?~"

Dante Telos [break]

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There was always something about the little cheek pouches a Dracovish made whenever it snacked on something.[break][break]

Something about the little chubbiness to the cheeks. Something about how the creature in question would hold whatever it was eating between its odd, mismatched flippers. Yeah, it was frankly weird as Hell, but there was something entertaining about the oddity at all, and that had been the precise reason in which he’d continued to hand off little snacks that he’d purchased prior to dropping by the ranch, altogether.[break][break]

And yet, his streak of appreciation ended before long, even if it was only for a brief time. At the sound of another voice (a familiar one, he noted rather quickly), he turned his head instinctively, catching sight of a certain, viridian-haired woman. Blinking, he rose his hand in a gentle wave, broadening his smile. ”That I am, yeah,” he called in response. He eyed her as she neared tilting his head with a soft touch of amusement. ”...And so are you, I take it~. Small world.”

mielle [break]
mission: wooloo who cry wolf

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a small world indeed. [break][break]

and she's somewhat grateful for it, really. he's a sight for sore eyes, that's for sure. and so she smiles seeing his face. it's always nice to know the person you're supposed to be working with. though when she looks up, she's also greeted by the sun (and looking up wasn't exactly inevitable, seeing how the man nearly towers over her with little effort). she hopes that the sun isn't too harsh, lest she be left with a farmer's tan by the end of it. [break][break]

"small world indeed~" the woman chimes in response, lifting her hand to cast a shade over her eyes. she doesn't have to keep her attention on him for too long, however, as she turns her head a bit to glance at the large.. fish? tail? fish.. tail pokemon? what in arceus' name was that? [break][break]

"mm.. have you seen galarian pokemon before? they're still quite new in this area~" she casually asks with a smile on her face, and she means to look back at the wooloo, but it's.. so difficult to look away from the anomaly.

Dante Telos [break]

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...She asked him if he’d seen Galarian Pokemon before.[break]
When they were basically surrounded by them.[break][break]

That, and...when she couldn’t help but stare at the one by his side, still snacking upon a few treats as peacefully as ever. Just as her gaze had absentmindedly found itself returning to the aforementioned anomy by his side, his gaze had absentmindedly trailed to and fro the horse riding services that passed through the area in nothing more than vaguely confused thought.[break][break]

After some time, though, he pursed his lips and blinked, drawing a slow, gradual inhale while bringing his attention back to her. ”I mean...I’ve never been to Galar?” he started off raising his brows. After a small while more of eying, however, he instead turned his attention towards the very same creature that she seemed almost obsessed with, patting it on the back gently. ”But, I mean...between this big cutie. Here? And all the ‘lil things rolling around? Yeah, I’d...like to say I’ve at least seen some Galarian Pokemon before~.”

mielle [break]
mission: wooloo who cry wolf

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yes, she did. [break][break]

obscure as the inner workings of her mind, there was some method to the madness (surely; that's what some people would say seeing such a calm and pretty face). she glances to the pokemon, vividly coloured, and it reminds her a bit of an apricorn. "really? never?~" she asks once again, however her attention is on the large fossil pokemon, who seems pleased to receive her attention. [break][break]

"who's a good fish dragon?~" the woman coos softly as she raises her hand to pat the head(?) of the pokemon, a giggle softly escaping her lips as she moves next to him, leaning her rear against the bar of the wooden fence. she hums before glancing back to dante, from the corner of her eye, yet with the ever changing spark in her eyes. "i think you would love galar, if you went there~" another chime, and she's raising her other hand to pet the bottom of the pokemon's chin, sandwiching it between headpats and chin rubs. [break][break]

"i'll even be your guide when we go!"

Dante Telos [break]

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Truth be told, as they had talked (and as it noted the glances passed its way, every so often), the dual type idling little more than a small distance away had found its own attention drifting towards the woman. At first, its attention was solely on the delicate treat between its flipper. It paid attention to nothing more than the decadent breading and sweetness of the aforementioned pastry, but the more the woman turned her heads towards it, the more it seemed to notice. By the third glance, it glanced over to note what the specks of movement from the corner of its eye was.[break][break]

By the second, it maintained eye contact.[break]
She would see that, from the third onward, its gaze was focused more upon her, despite still continuously snacking.[break][break]

And then, as if the completely soulless gaze it gave was irrelevant, the otherwise off putting, thousand yard stare immediately grumbled the moment the woman placed her hand atop its head, and with a jarring (but otherwise...moderately pleased sounding?) gurgle of a cry, seemed to smile while leaning further into her touch.[break][break]

Its trainer, meanwhile, pressed his lips together into a thinly amused smile.[break][break]

”Nah… Yeah, never been~,” he began with ane ever growing intonation, finding himself still recovering from the rollercoaster of emotions he’d witnessed. He went on, however, saying, ”Hm~. Take me out to dinner, first, and maybe we can make some plans if it goes well~.”

mielle [break]
mission: wooloo who cry wolf

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what a sweetie, this deformed and mix-matched dragon was. yes they are. [break][break]

she takes her eyes off the giant beast momentarily, solely so she can observe the sheep who are so casually rolling around in their fields, undisturbed, with her other, smaller pokemon. it seems like they're all enjoying themselves, and seeing it brings a smile to her lips as she continued to pat at the happily groaning dragon. it's good, the hunt for wooloo hasn't started, and it hopefully won't start while they're on watch. [break][break]

"hm?" mielle blinks a few times, though it's to make sure that she.. heard exactly what she heard. to dinner? that's correct? he wanted her to take him out to dinner? mielle blinks a few times, and her emerald gaze is eventually closed, as she gives him a soft, amused hum in response. "perhaps~" her gaze turns back to the large dragon for but a moment, then it shifts to give him a glance from the corner of her gaze. "though i don't know if you'd be alright with a fancy meal, or something more modest?" she wasn't wealthy, after all. it's why she's stuck here to begin with, not like she has anywhere else to go (not like she'd want to go anywhere else). [break][break]

"i promise, my cooking is pretty good~"

Dante Telos [break]

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Ah. She was taking it seriously.[break]
Honestly speaking, he wasn’t exactly expecting that.[break][break]

Nevertheless, he hadn’t intended to let that fact come to light, so rather than staring at her in disbelief, he merely gave an amused hum in response as a means of taking it in stride. ”Mmn. Honestly speaking, I wouldn’t really be picky~,” he mused on with a gentle shrug, returning the gaze offered to him with a touch of playfulness within his own. Crossing his arms, his lips tugged faintly more in tandem with his idle curiosity and enjoyment alike, and he tilted his head ever so slightly. ”...Although I will say that there’s something about a home cooked meal that can’t be replaced by anything else~.”

mielle [break]
mission: wooloo who cry wolf

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she's entirely serious.[break][break]

and he isn't declining nor rejecting her, so she'll take that as a green light. rather, her mind wanders as she gazes out towards the herd of rolling sheep, a smile to her face as whilst idly humming. "so a kalosian dinner before a date in galor? i think that sounds plenty fun~" that is, she hopes that he'd take a liking to kalosian cuisine. it was something she was most confident in, after all. [break][break]

the breeze blows, and she tucks a tuft of pale, golden locks behind her ear as it gently hits her face. everything seemed peaceful here. or.. peaceful enough. "... ah, i'm half jesting~" she giggles, eyes fixated on the rolling pokemon and her smaller pokemon "a one time date is different from a few night vacation, after all."

Dante Telos [break]

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He eyed her with a touch of amusement before broadening his smile faintly more.[break][break]

”...We can see how dinner goes before we discuss cross regional trips~,” he mused, azure hues looming continuously upon her all the while within some form of idle thought. His gaze shifted towards the drake closer towards his side, and upon making eye contact with it, he instinctively smiled a bit more and gave it a couple of pats as it made a couple of piqued noises at him. ”Joke or not, of course~.”[break][break]

Following that, he hummed in thought prior to seemingly being on the verge of adding another detail, though refrained from doing so at the sight and sound of another, familiarly armored drake bounding its way over from what appeared to be some previously dispatched patrol. Blinking, the man eyed it as it slowed to a stop, and as it lifted an arm to point further down the route, his lips pursed before he gave the woman by him another look.[break][break]

”...Travel plans aside, though, it seems like we might have some company~.” He peered towards the direction pointed out to them, narrowing his eyes while attempting to see further into the distance. ”Shall we?”

mielle [break]
mission: wooloo who cry wolf

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"ah yes, of course." there's a smile on the woman's lips when the breeze blows through viridian locks. "we have plenty of time to set a date," golden-green eyes narrow, glancing out at the wooloo, then up to a large, steel dragon who waddled and stomped to leave footprints in the ground. [break][break]

".. oh, i see~" her arms push her away from the fence, gaze fixated on the dragon for a short amount of time before whistling to call her own, small pokemon over to her side. she crouches down to pick up all three in her arms, the small pokemon chirping in unison. [break][break]

"hush, hush now~" her voice lowers as she cradles the three pokemon "lead the way~.. hopefully there's nothing amiss~." there will be.

Dante Telos

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