Mary, Annie
She/Her
28
July 8
Lilycove City
Demisexual
Museum Coordinator
Civilian
couldn't possibly tell you how i feel, cuz i'm shy shy shy
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Marianne Lovelace
The Elephant in the Room
POSTED ON Jan 3, 2024 19:51:23 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","maritest"] [attr="class","body"] "Gosh, it's the worst, isn't it? The museum had that problem last year. A little alcohol and people turn into animals!" She was pretty certain, pretty horribly terribly certain, that people had done dastardly, unmentionable things in the museum last year. (Thankfully for Gunner Graves, these suspicions were never confirmed with conclusive evidence.)[break][break] She attempted to mimic the blowing on her latte, tentatively taking a small sip after and finding to her relief it didn't fight her.[break][break] What Nenet suggested next, of course, didn't get received so smoothly. Marianne proceeded to choke on her coffee at the mention of 'slit skirts.'[break][break] "Oh, please no. Let's not put that mental image in anyone's head."[break][break] How to put this? Neffatari Nzingha was, without question, the most beautiful, most intelligent, most effortlessly cool person that Marianne knew. She was pretty sure that Nenet could walk outside in sweatpants and a T-shirt and someone would offer to let her model for a perfume commercial, and Nenet would sigh and explain 'oh no, she couldn't possibly' because she was about to receive some prestigious reward for research that was about to save the region from its next incoming meteor.[break][break] Okay. Maybe that was a bit dramatic, but it felt true to Marianne.[break][break] "And alcohol just makes me sleepy. Or chatty. Or chatty enough I talk myself to sleep. It's like. The antithesis of the things you should do to attract people."[break][break] She nimbly dodged the other question of 'whom,' turning her attention to her Phanpy being kicked over unceremoniously. "Oh, Barney-baby, are you okay?" she cooed as she righted the little elephant, pushing him back so his flailing four legs found their place firmly on the ground. "Don't antagonize Nenet's Yamper! Play nice!"[break][break] The Phanpy trumpeted a bit indignantly, hurt that he was perceived as the bad actor here. The betrayal! [newclass=".maritest"]--accent:#ffb69e;font:13px Roboto;[/newclass] [newclass=".maritest b"]color:var(--accent);[/newclass] [newclass=".maritest i"]color:var(--accent);[/newclass] [newclass=".maritest u"]text-underline-offset:3px;text-decoration-color:var(--accent);[/newclass] [newclass=".maritest a"]font:13px Roboto;color:var(--accent);[/newclass] [newclass=".maritest h1"]font:16px Roboto;color:var(--accent);font-weight:bold;[/newclass] [newclass=".maritest h2"]font:14px Roboto;color:var(--accent);font-weight:bold;[/newclass] [newclass=".maritest .body"]background-image:url("https://image.ibb.co/cpf8Wc/flower_patt.png");background-position:bottom;background-repeat:no-repeat;text-align:justify;[/newclass] [newclass=".maritest .pkmn img"]margin:-10px -7px 0px -7px;[/newclass] [newclass=".maritest .credit"]font-size:13px;[/newclass]
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