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POSTED ON Sept 12, 2022 19:07:40 GMT

it's a late night at the corner store.

a young woman reclines on the front countertop with her elbows. one hand holds her phone while the other idly taps against the cheap plastic countertop beneath, which elicits a tip-tip-tip sound every time her nails connect. the ac unit overhead blares white noise into every corner of the store, a droning that synchronizes the evidently bored young woman to the digital clock on the wall behind her. an hour from the end of her shift, thirty minutes til' closing. a sigh puffs out from celeste's throat. can't this go any faster?

she rakes her hand through her abyssal black bob as her thumb scrolls through all the new messages on her phone. she's lonely enough that the list is paltry, but one message stands out from the others.

vulture: job for you. come right after work.

celeste's cloudy gray eyes deepen, then harden ostensibly. it's with a guttural growl that she shuts her phone off and slips it into her back pocket. the sneer remains even as she returns to watching the abandoned corner store, watching and waiting for the clock to tick its minute hand ever downward.

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Phew. Made it in time. Or so she thought, at least. This clearly was after opening hours for most stores, that much was for sure. The cities were still rather well-lit, certainly, but she could tell that most places had already closed by the time they had reached Slateport Fortunately, from atop Noivern she had managed to spot one of those smaller convenience stores. Those usually were open for longer, perfect for the weary traveller arriving in town after sundown. Touching down on the not-so busy street, she briefly patted the bat-like dragonid on the head before recalling it. Not like he could follow inside.
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Eve instead made the final approach on foot. However, instead of immediately entering, the Kalosian briefly stopped at the window. Using its reflection, she briefly did her best to straighten her hair out. Flying at reasonably high speeds and altitude did serve to bring disarray to it, after all, so she wanted to ensure looking somewhat presentable at least. There was no time to switch out of the black riding leathers, much akin to biking gear that she wore during flight. That would just have to do for the time being.
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Wasting no more time she entered and immediately headed straight for the bored-looking one at the counter, her step and gait clearly purposeful. “Good evening madame. I know it is late, so I don’t want to bother you too much. Could you direct me towards the toiletries?” Her voice was as cheerful and melodious as always. It had been a long day, yes, but she wasn’t quite that tired. Hence, she gave the lass a bright smile instead of a weary one.

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POSTED ON Sept 15, 2022 20:07:00 GMT

the corner store's a microcosm for the greater experience of life.

boredom. apathy. the mindkiller. then, after all of it, death in the arms of someone hated, someone loathed, someone left behind, downtrodden, beaten upon. all of it is so desperately worthless. it's a night like these when celeste's only companion is the flickering neon sign outside where her natural nihilism shows its worst colors. nonetheless, her boss has appointed her this duty, and she will perform, if only because it earns her the money she so desperately needs to stay afloat in a world that's betrayed her at every turn.

so truth has ever rung so clearly in her mind than moments after when a woman in riding leathers walks in with a flighty bounce to her step and a bright, wide smile on her face. she smiles as if the wind doesn't blow so rigidly outside, as if fortune and happiness aren't fleeting, ephemeral concepts for the weak-minded to cling to. is it naivety or optimism? celeste doesn't know which one's worse. all she knows is that she has to be polite, even if a stone sinks deeper into her stomach with every second celeste spends looking at this specimen of a different, happier time.

...doesn't she look familiar?

the raven-haired employee straightens only marginally. she's far too exhausted of life to muster a smile, so she doesn't even try, only managing a deadpan point into the direction the toiletries are held and a brief word. "over there, miss."

then, she broaches a topic even she isn't ready for. is this wistful thinking? is she clutching desperately at straws in the hope that she might come back with something valuable? either way, she can't let this go unsaid. she knows she'll regret it.

"...are you from kalos?"

it won't be a definitive answer to what she really wants to know, but it'll work.

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POSTED ON Sept 15, 2022 22:54:43 GMT

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“Thanks,” she replied at first, swiftly making her way over there. That girl looked somewhat familiar, but as someone who met so many people over the years and travelled a lot, Eve got that a lot of time. She knew that she had not made the acquaintance of many Hoenn shopkeepers, so she did not make that connection right away. Especially not with the other looking rather dull and sullen. Not that she minded, of course. She had heard of the woes of retail. It wasn’t something she could relate to much, given her own backstory, but she had heard of it at least. Which was enough to make her not want to be a burden.
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After all, not everyone was waiting for the day a pretty singer waltzed into their lives with a bright smile to lift them up. That wasn’t how humans worked. Eve had learned that after a few attempts. Most people who felt in a rut did take that as condescending, so she did not try unless prompted.
But she did take the hook to a conversation when it was offered. Even when it was taken as she briefly crouched down to get herself toothpaste from the bottom rung. One could not neglect dental care even when flying a Noivern, after all. And hers had run out not too long ago.
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“Oui. From Kalos, indeed. I do try to not let the accent shine through too much. People think it overdone for some reason,” she replied, lackadaisically before turning back towards the other, now equipped with something to buy. “I am travelling through Hoenn right now, but I was born and raised in Kalos, yes. Have you been there? You must be rather perceptive, most who see me peg me for being from Unova or Alola. Though come to think of it, you do seem a bit familiar on second glance. Have we met before?” It wasn't the other's fault that Eve hadn't had human contact for several days and thus a bit of a drive to share. But she had asked a question, so the girl could not blame anyone but herself for it.

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