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Duncan Calcifet

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Things were quiet for the day, as it was in the middle of the day in the middle of the typical work week, foot traffic for the museum wasn't very heavy until later afternoons, school fieldtrips, or weekends. Yuina was pretty confident in being able to get a fair amount of work done around her section of the museum while it was quiet, maybe have another display or two set up before the weekend. Ever ambitious.[break]
She just couldn't wait to get out a new set of tatami paintings that had just been restored, they were beautiful pieces that depicted Mt. Coronet in the background of the Obsidian Fieldlands.[break][break]
Studiously cleaning and polishing the set of shelves she was working on, Yuina didn't quite hear someone approach her section of the museum, starting a bit at the call for a greeting. She turned, her round frame glasses falling a bit down the bridge of her nose, but she straightened up as quickly as she could, realizing she was met with a guest now. She set down the cloth she was working with and smoothed out her white quarter sleeved blouse tucked into the high waist of a beige panel style skirt, turning on the heel of her sensible black flats.[break]
"Oh, oh no please," Yuina returned first, it looked a bit closed off in the section that she was working in, some basic short poles and ropes to redirect traffic away from where she was, a couple of vinyl sheets hanging down, to those coming up on this section it could look as it the whole portion was closed off, but just past her, her work that was open to the public was just ahead.[break][break]
"The exhibit is open, yes, I'm only working on a new section here. Please, this way," Yuina smiled, stepping out from behind the ropes that she stood behind, as much as she was working on setting up her exhibit, she was also inclined to show visitors around to ensure the viability of the displays.[break][break]
"This section is open to the public, where we have topographical geography comparisons of Sinnoh today and Hisui then, digital renderings of what Jubilife village was thought to look like, a musculature and skeletal diagram and comparison of two vastly different Ursaluna, and much more," Yuina introduced, giving him a keen overview of what he could expect to see as he stepped into the now open sector of the museum.

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Duncan Calcifet

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Wiping her hands and wrists off of excess dust, examining her clothes and making sure that she didn't have any stray marks on her clothes, hoping she didn't have any smudges on her face, Yuina was happy and delighted to show the visitor to the open part of the exhibit. Even more so to describe just what he could expect to see along his visit, proud of the work that she had done thus far. Every time she got to add a new piece or show someone a part of history that they never knew about, it was like she was a protector of these memories... A protector of her own memories...[break]
How many people could say they have a first hand account of something ancient being displayed for history?[break][break]
"Oh yes, I have many more pieces that are being restored, and even more comparisons for Pokemon species that couldn't occur anywhere else in the world," Yuina chimed, taking a moment after the initial leap into tending to a visitor and looking up... Looking a good bit up to meet his eyes for the first time... He was really tall...[break][break]
His eyes held her gaze for that moment, his features were like nothing she'd ever seen before... And his voice, his accent... He was speaking to her again.... She blinked behind her glasses, focusing her amber eyes.[break]
"...Yes, yes you can learn a lot from just one piece of history, no matter the time period or culture it came from, it's really fascinating," she nodded, taking that step back into, not quite customer service mode, but she was here as the head of this part of the museum, she needed to be able to uphold that. He glanced around to the different pieces she spoke of, and she took a look at the small bird that rested on his shoulder, a small thing that she didn't think she'd ever seen before, and just when she might have thought that he was going to take his moment to step into the main of the exhibit, his shining gaze was back on her...[break][break]
'Pretty historian...'[break][break]
She nearly missed the bulk of his last comment, she could feel her ears getting warm as a soft pink flushed beneath the frame of her glasses... He asked her a question... He asked her a question![break]
"Oh, oh my... My name is Yuina, it's very nice to meet you Duncan," she nodded, a bit quickly in that moment, clasping her hands together in front of her, resisting the urge to twist them into her skirt for the moment.[break][break]
"Was there anything in particular you were interested in learning about today," Yuina asked then, taking in an even breath, asking the question she was more or less required to at one point or another in interacting with a visitor, making sure that a staff member could get someone engaged with anything they might be seeking in particular.

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Duncan Calcifet

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It was all Yuina could do to draw in another steady breath, shuffling a bit in her flats when she realized she'd locked her knees, like every time he caught her eyes in his gaze she just... couldn't... look away...[break]
Yuina blinked again, her glasses sliding again a bit down the bridge of her nose that was now shaded in a light pink, feeling a bit ridiculous. What was it that she was so suddenly captured by just having a conversation with someone who was still very much a stranger to her? She was still so lost in her own emotions sometimes, rediscovering herself, and learning things about herself everyday in this new life...[break][break]
And just when she was drawing herself back together, clutching her hands together in front of her frame, he regarded her again, with a smile... And his chuckle... The hair on the back of her neck prickled, and her cheeks were no longer pink, they were deepening into a brighter red.[break]
Her glasses shifted down a bit more as she remained there stock still, her shoulders rigid as her eyes continued to look up to him, hearing her name spoken in that accent... How he would think of her any time that he thought of Hisui... She needed to say something... Actually anything in this moment to show that she wasn't a complete airhead...[break][break]
"I... I'm glad I could introduce you to the exhibit today then...," she spoke in as even a tone as she could muster, after a moment that felt like the longest moment that nobody had said anything ever.[break]
Yuina was concerned about how to leave the interaction, or do anything other than feel like she was acting absolutely ridiculous for no good reason, until he asked another question, her name again in his accent... He asked a question. How many different species were there that had come from Hisui?[break][break]
"Hmm? Oh, well, there's no telling if there will ever be an exact number, the distortions that have brought the Pokemon to Hoenn, and essentially out of extinction, make it difficult to maintain accurate information," Yuina began, perhaps a bit too quickly, a bit too eager, but surely it was because she was excited to discuss the topic and not because she wanted to discuss actually anything else.[break][break]
"I myself have found twelve of these distinct species, some of which are here with me today," Yuina described, looking out and finding Moroe padding towards her, wispy blue fur trailing behind her in ribbons.

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Duncan Calcifet

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Fully aware of herself in that moment, aware of how hot her ears were, feeling the prickling of the hairs on the back of her neck, the urge to twist her hands and her fingers into the fabric of her skirt for any kind of grounding... She just wished she knew why? She knew that she was discovering new things and new situations every day, such things like being made to feel like she's responsible for another person's life in the balance and then proven wrong that mercy was the right answer...[break]
This was something entirely different, and Yuina couldn't understand the visceral reactions that she was having to just a plain as day conversation...[break][break]
Never the less, at least for the moment, the topic of discussion that Duncan had inquired about carried on, and Moroe proved to be the perfect distraction. The Zorua glanced up with gleaming yellow eyes, her nose twitching lightly as she sniffed at the two visitors, and she watched the small bird carefully. It landed next to her on the ground, chirping a small tune of sorts, and the fox was delighted. Moroe's tail swayed and she shifted closer, sniffing again at the small bird with a hollow yip, her own tune perhaps, to match.[break][break]
"Well... You wouldn't have otherwise, if it weren't for the distortions that have started to come through the region. Her species is extinct, centuries gone, though she makes a special case of that," Yuina nodded, Moroe's focus shifted slightly, looking up to the large human that had shifted and leaned down towards her.[break]
"It's said that Unovan Zorua and Zoroark, centuries ago, made a migration to Hisui. But the environment was so harsh, and the settlement there so unforgiving, that their species as a Dark Type could no longer survive, so... They perished, and were reborn as ghosts," Yuina recounted, having always found it fascinating that Unovan Zorua went extinct first to create a new sub species, that then also became extinct centuries later.[break][break]
Settled into the facts, the history that she knew as she looked out to Moroe, Yuina's flushed tone still didn't dissipate as Duncan continued to twirl her name around with his accent, trying to get it right... It was endearing, charming perhaps... But the way he said it alone was just fine too...[break][break]
"It's... uh, it's alright? Your dialect is your own, I... don't mind that my name doesn't sound the same way I pronounce it... I can't say your name the same way you do either," Yuina tried to say, gently, she wasn't trying to discourage him from learning the phonetic breakdown of how to pronounce her name, but he shouldn't feel a need to correct himself either...[break]
She pushed up her glasses on the bridge of her nose though, any attempt to draw herself back... He asked if she had any other Pokemon with her today. Yes, she did in fact.[break][break]
"I do, actually, a couple. They're helping me clean today. Hmm, Delton, kuru," she spoke up in a short foreign word, only just, given how quiet the museum itself was, she didn't need to call too loudly. There was a short clatter, the sound of something being set down perhaps, and then the sound of claws clicking along the marble floors as Delton's tall figure stalked into the room, wings tucked at his sides and yellow eyes peering from beneath the brim of his hat.

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Duncan Calcifet

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Talons clicking along the polished floors, Delton moved into the given space at Yuina's call, eyeing the man that stood their with her. Delton only just met him eye to eye, standing at his full height on his tall legs, the bird glancing briefly with a steady gaze before moving towards his trainer. Moroe yipped again at the small bird that was on the ground with her, her empty voice echoing lightly for a couple of moments in the quiet.[break][break]
Untangling her fingers from themselves, Yuina met Delton as the owl moved towards her, raising a hand to stroke his feathers as she looked to Duncan, he went on again about their differing dialect, working on the pronounciation of her name.[break]
She giggled, a small one, but she couldn't help it... He was really trying very hard, just to call her by her name correctly.[break][break]
"I think it is fair... You shouldn't have to change something genuine about yourself to appease anyone," Yuina offered, but she blinked down a bit as he met her eyes again... stop blushing...[break][break]
His gaze fell on Delton for a moment, and the bird easily sized him up as he stood up straighter beside Yuina. A talon clicked on the ground, contemplative, but definitely... watching...[break][break]
What? Yuina again almost didn't quite catch what he said, until he... held out his phone for her... Her name, misspelled, already marking the section for her contact information. Her cheeks burned now, her eyes wide behind her glasses, was it embarrassment? Was it... flattery...? No one had asked for her information like this before... At least that she could remember... But... no, this didn't mean anything? From the moment he walked in, he was just naturally charismatic, one of those people that could walk into a room and make friends with anyone at the drop of a hat... That was all it was.[break][break]
Trying to rationalize the situation didn't stop the burning in her cheeks though as she did reach out for the phone he held out to her. She fumbled, barely, taking it in both of her hands as she typed out her contact number for him. If anything, at the very least, he seemed he would be a very nice friend, and someone who listened to her history lessons earnestly...[break]
"Uhm, yeah... Here, I filled it in for you," she gave a small smile, an attempt to hide whatever nonsense nervousness she couldn't push out of her head. She didn't correct her own name at the top...[break][break]
"Uhm, I-I should get back to my work? I don't want to take time away from your visit today..."

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