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
HEATHERED HEARTS
POSTED ON Jun 30, 2022 2:12:50 GMT
[attr=class,elisafont] [googlefont=Meddon] Merci Du Fond Du Coeur [break][break] [break]
A rich, full-bodied laugh left Elisabeth's lips, melodic with good humour as BARNABY FINCH met her barbs with his own. "So sure you've shown me up, are you, Bee?" she said, silently delighted for the banter. "Maybe I won't have to look that far. As I recall, both Sybille and Odette enjoyed my company just fine." It wasn't a real threat, of course -- the two beautiful foxes clearly adored their trainer, even if they had lavished Elisabeth with their attentions. The mention of that time in the Petalburg Woods caused her self-assured smile to falter, ever so slightly, as she looked away to focus instead on the Shaymin before her. Kneeling on the ground, she pretended not to feel the flush in her cheeks as the suppressed memory inserted itself -- their bodies warm against one another, lips pressed to his -- and reached out instead to the small Pokemon, whose history with her was far simpler to imagine. The little Shaymin in front of her shook off droplets of water, blinking up at the florist with bright, curious eyes as it waddled over. "Well, well. You'll need a name, won't you?" Elisabeth pursed her lips, considering the tiny hedgehog, as memories of conversations with Martín del Mar came and went. "Titania," she decided. "What do you think of that one, sweetling? Queen of the forest that you are."The Shaymin wiggled its rear, seeming pleased at the name's grandeur as the Heal Pulses suffused it with sudden vibrancy. Elisabeth stifled a giggle behind her hand as the newly-christened Titania crawled into her lap for comfort. Was this the power of gratitude, Elisabeth wondered? The power of her gratitude, specifically? Her emerald eyes turned to meet Bee's, her irises mirroring the lush, evergreen beauty that surrounded them both as she cradled Titania in her arms. Something fluttered in her heart, for just a moment, like the beating of a Beautifly's wings. "We should go back," she said instead, clearing her throat as she rose to her feet. "Before the bridge fades. Who knows how long this will last?"It was a question she didn't wait for him to answer. [break] [break] [break] ✿[newclass=".elisafont b"]color: #7bb661;[/newclass]
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