Devil wears Prada
She/her
Twenty-two
May 13
Castelia City, Unova
Demisexual
Undercover mean girl
Executive
Know your worth & add your tax
TAG WITH @erin
Erin Caulfield
legend hunting (dw)
POSTED ON Apr 6, 2019 19:41:11 GMT
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Right. Erin's tempted to offer a quip back on how she cared about her sense of smell and how he should care about his, but the thought of the Mr. Mime, by now likely turned into a pile of ashes, disappears as soon as she steps inside the large cave chamber.
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Once upon a time, ancient tribes may have used this as a community building. Right now, only dragon-type pokémon remain. "First time up here," she answers simply as a beautiful serpent-like specimen made its way to their small party.
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The contrast between Kenneth's words and his tone makes her grin. "All yours." She doesn't have to wonder what he'd have done if she said no, but the thought still amuses her.
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While the silver-haired man got down to the dragonair's capture, Erin takes the time to inspect what seem to be markings on the walls. They're very light, eroded away by time, almost indiscernible. Exactly how old could these be?
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The markings vaguely point towards a small opening farther back, and she follows the path with unconcealed interest. Until she finds what the map led to: an impossibly shallow catacomb. Erin grimaces at the sight before speaking up again. Hopefully Kenneth would be about done with the dragonair then.
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"I found your draconid people."
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