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
Where the wild thyme blows [DW]
POSTED ON Mar 19, 2022 0:08:06 GMT
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[attr="class","bgtk-post"] "My, my, Martín," Elisabeth said, letting out a low laugh, "I am but a lowly Petalburg florist. What a dull myth I'd make for, hm?" The smile she flashed at him behind her was devilish, amused, before it brought her face to face with his amber eyes. And with the closeness they had on the steed they shared.[break][break] A discomfort settled in her, raw and sudden, and Elisabeth turned away before too much of it could be glimpsed on her face.[break][break] "Isn't that always like men, though?" the blonde commented blithely as Mars completed his tale. "Taking things that don't belong to them, and then being shocked at the consequences. Poor noble creature, to be run out of his own home."[break][break] As if forgetting the sheer power and might of the steed beneath her, Elisabeth caressed Arion's mane with her fingertips, as she might pet her Deerling, Peaseblossom, in her garden. "Perhaps Agriope," she suggested idly. "They can be sisters, the two of them. My own Lurantis is called Calanthe, as it happens."[break][break] The mention of one Izydor Baranowski arrested her hand, and she was grateful that the surprise evident in her expression went unseen. "Izzy? Yes. I consider him a friend, as it happens." Was it wise or unwise to share that aspect of herself with the Rocket admin? She wasn't sure, in truth. Then again, if a man as powerful as Mars wanted to know something, surely he could find a means of learning it himself. Better to be the source, the florist reasoned, and trusted for sharing in the knowing.[break][break] After all, Elisabeth knew too well what being 'caught' with secrets could be like, in the wrong man's snare.[break][break] So dark was the thought that the brightness of the compliment Mars gave her startled her from her reverie. "I owe so much of myself to my Pokemon," Elisabeth said in answer. The words were honest, simple and straightforward in their truth. "They deserve the best of me. It is a rare kind of love you can form with them, unconditional and pure."[break][break] Speaking of her children. Her Goodra sniffed at a nearby Vespiquen, irritating the noble Bug-type Pokemon into SLASHing at the nosy Dragon. Harrumphing indignantly, Dewdrop retorted with an IRON TAIL, batting it from the skies and straight into yet another one of Elisabeth's Pokeballs.[break][break] The whole encounter was rather brutal in the wake of such touching sentiment, and Elisabeth laughed. "If only it wasn't such a violent act to lure them to working at one's side, hm?" |
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even in the ruins, flowers blossom and flourish
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