the greeting is familiar, and it pulls a snort from greyson. he doesn't comment on it, this time.
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"i am, any idea what we'll find?" who knows, maybe a lost treasure?

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"no clue. i'm hoping treasure."

it all depends on their luck, doesn't it? guess they'll soon find out.

without much delay, he starts heading deeper into the cave, relying on jynx to lead the way. the ice-type looks back over its shoulder, waving at greyson before blowing him a kiss.

"granny-granny likes you."

Greyson Connors
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it takes all his energy not to duck, dive, or dodge the air-kiss. it sent shivers down his spine just looking at the creature, and the last thing he wanted, was its affection.
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"that's, uh... nice." his smile falters, but he tries to not let the 'woman' bother him.
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"who names their pokemon granny granny?"

[attr="class","ooc"]MATIAS SILPH[break]

[attr="class","pkspr pkmn-floatzel"]

what's wrong with jynx?

"my friend Locke Jamison named her. they named all of my jynxes."

a smile graces his features at the memory of the snowboy event. good times, even if it was a little chaotic.

"you can meet my jynxes if you want. i have about ten right now."

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"i'm... alright. maybe we should put a pair of sleigh balls on her, just in case, so we can hear her moving." last thing he wanted was this... creature to sneak up on him. the absolute last thing.
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he runs his hand along the wall, feeling the permeating cold on his finger tips. "i can't imagine why anyone would hide something down here," but, maybe that was the point. who the fuck wanted to come down here this deep?

[attr="class","ooc"]MATIAS SILPH[break]

[attr="class","pkspr pkmn-floatzel"]

"hard to get to, maybe?"

his hand runs along the wall, feeling the the cold as clear as crystal along his fingertips.

jynx does the same, except with her tongue as she LICKS the wall.

"where would you hide something? i won't tell."

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"probably have one of my pokemon make a case and toss it into the ocean. sounds easy, when they have the power of gods." he ignores the disgusting tongue tracing, thinking instead of the gold, silver or more that lies ahead. potentially.
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"you?"

[attr="class","ooc"]MATIAS SILPH[break]

[attr="class","pkspr pkmn-floatzel"]

"damn. that's good."

it'd be a fucking nightmare to search the ocean.

"maybe bury it somewhere. meteor falls is a good shout."

he turns.

"there's a story of a man called maxie who did something similar. buried his treasure in mount chimney."

Greyson Connors
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"maxie?" the name sounded familiar, but he couldn't place it. the story though, sounded intriguing, "did they ever find it?"
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by now they'd hit a considerable depth, and the cold was now seeping through his clothing. greyson shivered, warming his biceps with a rubbing hand.
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"i can see the appeal of putting something so deep. who'd want to come down here?" smh.

[attr="class","ooc"]MATIAS SILPH[break]

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"not yet."

perhaps someday they'll unconver the treasures of mount chimney. until then, it'll remain what it has been for ages: a tale.

once they've reached a good enough depth, matias shrugs a backpack off and pulls out two pickaxes, handing one over to greyson.

"come on. let's start mining, gamer."

Greyson Connors
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