Lisa Bortiforte
She/Her
31
August 30
Camphrier Town, Kalos
Bi/Heteroromantic
Bioterrorist
Underboss
Bury me in the roses and rot; I'll come back thorned.
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Elisabeth Fiorelli
Beneath Star-Kissed Wings [M]
POSTED ON Jan 22, 2022 10:51:25 GMT
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[attr="class","tclyr"] ❝ even in the ruins [attr="class","tclyrb"] ❝ even in the ruins
[attr="class","tcsub"] FLOWERS BLOOM AND FLOURISH
[attr="class","tcword"] mission: sparkling spawning
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[attr="class","tctext"] A brief look of recognition flashed over Elisabeth's features at the familiar cadence of the Kalosian accent--a different regional dialect than Camphrier Town to be sure, but not so different as to go unnoticed by her. "Georgette. A pleasure to meet you."[break][break] For a moment, Elisabeth considered commenting upon their shared heritage, then dismissed the thought. If that was a similarity the other stranger wished to voice, undoubtedly she would. No need to pry for the sake of it.[break][break] "Hello, Clementine," Elisabeth said to the Mudbray instead, her own smile soft and genuine in nature. "What a noble steed you are." At the comment about the "wagon full of lazies," Elisa's eyebrows rose with keen amusement, the slumbering Pokemon doing nothing to protest their apt label.[break][break] With the mention of the posting at the PokeCenter, Elisabeth nodded, pleased at the explanation. "A fine thing, to be sure. I am relieved others care about the fate of the Bug Pokemon. I fear too many prefer to swat them away instead as a nuisance." The poor dears had done nothing to earn such a reputation, in her mind. Not compared to other, more brutish Pokemon, certainly. [break][break] The sparkling dust that swirled around them both lingered in the air like motes of starlight, twinkling as Elisabeth contemplated the offer. There was no malice in Georgette's expression, and certainly Elisabeth had no other plans for her night. "That is most kind of you. I'd be glad to accept."[break][break] Primrose seemed utterly insulted at the idea of sitting with so many Pokemon in the cart, however. The Roselia crossed her flowery arms and pouted, tossing her spiky green head to and fro in disagreement. "Now, now, Prim," Elisabeth chided. "There's plenty of straw to keep you comfortable. Someone might think you are a little stuck-up, hm? And we wouldn't want that."[break][break] The Roselia glowered, the veins of her leaves flushing pink. Drawing a hand lazily through her blonde curls, Elisabeth continued, "I suppose you might find the Pokeball more comfortable, however..." A wicked smile crossed Elisabeth's lips as Prim promptly situated herself amidst the fluffy Pokemon, sulking silently betwixt a Wooloo and an Alolan Vulpix. "That's my darling girl."[break][break] With surprising grace, the blonde woman rose up to join the front of the milk cart, seating herself beside Georgette with her own floral satchel on her lap. Rifling through its contents for a moment, Elisabeth procured two shiny red apples, handing one to Georgette and holding onto the other. "In case you are as hungry as Clementine," she said, eyes sparkling. Patting the second, she said with a somewhat impish grin, "This one is for when the poor Mudbray is tired of carrots and wants something sweet."
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