Madd
She/Her
27
April 1
Circester
Asexual
Tackle Shop Manager
Grunt
Someone's always criticizing. You might as well do what the fuck you want.
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Madeline McKenna
Not in Kalos Anymore [M]
POSTED ON Feb 28, 2023 3:11:38 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","blboxbl"] Up went a ginger brow. A way about her, huh? The way he said that reminded her of a Karen saying ‘bless your heart.’ In other words, it definitely wasn’t meant to be a compliment. “Not on the best terms, I take it?” Her shoulders lifted in a shrug. “Family’s hard.” Amber eyes temporarily filled with empathy. Though her, mom, and her baby brother got along pretty well, dad was a monster. He might get on his high horse about terrorism, but he was a lot scarier than the confused kids she knew in Rocket.
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“No need to act all macho, pal.” Madd cautioned as Sy leveraged himself to his feet. One of her arms stretched out, ready to prevent an embarrassing fall. Though plenty tall herself, she felt small in comparison. “Just take it easy.” She’d taken a few kicks to the head in training. Then, there’d been the time she’d clocked her face on a marble countertop. “I know you’re head’s probably spinning right now.” The swirling maelstrom probably wasn’t helping.
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The question was met with a frown. “Definitely the past. I’ve never seen this much greenery before.” Her eyes swept across all the plants. None of them looked like something out of Jurassic Park or anything. And, a quick glance didn’t reveal any giant bugs. “Beyond that, I don’t—” The bubble around them popped. The Obstagoon moved to hide beyond his trainer with a red-eyed glare. She shivered in her coat as a nasty wind blew through. The hairs on the back of her neck stood on end.
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A bright light flashed. Noises suddenly flooded in, no longer deadened by the protective bubble. “That’s not good.” Her eyes lifted to the floating psychic type as it readied an attack. Its spoons gleamed like crossed swords. “Nope.”
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She gestured her Obstagoon forward, her fists balling up into impotent fists at her side. “Hit it with a—” Shit, what was super effective against these guys? She wasn’t the trainer in the family. “--try a—just hit it!” Was she panicking? Just a little.
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