“Pizza delivery girl. Heard you were starving, and had a thing for the smell of soot and death.”

June stepped out from the remnants of the undergrowth, more obfuscated by the dimness of light than actual foliage. Howard wasn’t kidding: this place was absolutely demolished. Crushed. Even the outskirts of the city weren’t safe from war. But yet again, was anything? No, not really. Least of all June.

But maybe this route had it rougher. At least she wasn’t being sieged by a bunch of small creatures making everything worse.

“You’re…” June snapped her fingers, but the eye-patched gal’s name refused to make contact with her tongue. Lack of two eyes wasn’t helpful, surprisingly. One would think it so, but it felt like half the population lost a peeper in the war. “The chick How– Fox, told me to help.”

“Which… I don’t know why, honestly,” she crossed her arms. “Unless you-slash-he wants me to deliver something. But I don't think there's much to salvage in what is effectively a pile of charcoal and skeletons, so…”

Her and howard slayte had another thing coming if they thought she was going to play hearse-driver.

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Aurelie Lefevre

10 MP For post
50 MP for tagging another character in a meaningful way

[attr="class","aurelie-lyrics"]Politics (and wars) make strange bedfellows.

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Aurelie's head jerked around, moved to instant alertness and attentiveness when a youthful-looking girl with short hair strolled out from the underbrush and mentioned the magic word. Which, of course, was "pizza." Her stomach gave an audible, plaintive growl at the prospect of some delicious, cheesy, pepperoni-smothered goodness.

The redhead looked eagerly at the newcomer, her expression lighting up in a grateful smile. Her single uncovered eye studied June hungrily for any signs of a pizza box. "Yes! I am starving. What kind of pizza is it?!"

Slowly, her smile faded when she realized the mention of pizza had been but a meme or joke. "There's no pizza, is there," Aurelie sighed, looking disappointed but unsurprised. "But I guess it probably isn't the best idea during a patrol."

Then her brows knit together above her eyepatch in confusion when June seemed to recognize her for a moment. The other girl didn't strike her as familiar, but something about her voice rang a distant bell in Aurelie's mind. It was a memory vaguely associated with guilt, making her squirm uncomfortably.

"Which I guess is the reason why you're here, if you're the one that How- I mean, the admin sent," she concluded, a little awkwardly. "I think we're just supposed to be looking around for any hostiles or League war camps nearby. They don't exactly approve of us laying claim to Petalburg, so they keep trying to disrupt anything we do here."

She sighed and glanced away toward the desiccated forest for a moment, before shrugging and looking back toward June inquisitively. Smiling weakly, she attempted to make friendly conversation. "So, how long have you been part of Rocket? Are you new to the organization?

"If so, this is...definitely an interesting time inside the organization." She sighed again, more deeply. "But when is it ever not interesting in Hoenn, right? So, how do you know Admin...uh, Admin Fox?"

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june sleigh

Total MP So Far:
- 50 MP: reference (tag) another character that is not in your thread in a meaningful way
- 20 MP: number of posts