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a brow quirked, but, the warm smile never left her lips. to what honor did she have to come across the CEO of silph himself? it was an unexpected occurrence, but, perhaps a pleasantry. still, circe made no real attempt to introduce herself. for now, at least.

her odd gaze briefly flickered over to stare at the enchanting fairy that eluded a faint, mystical aura in the form of a mythical mist. whether it was his own arrogance that let him display such a sacred being so freely, or perhaps genuine nativity, the woman decided not to question it. perhaps it was her own controlling and distrustful nature that made it seem so unnatural to let such a powerful being roam on its own? surely, if she possessed such power...

her sweet smile only grew. "it may be a tight fit...perhaps we may need to get a bit 'up close and personal', but," she motioned to the umbrella she carried, "i don't mind sharing." there was a soft crack of thunder overhead, promising of the storm that would come soon. but, her lax pace didn't change.

from the corner of her eyes, she noticed both a gloom and amoongus nestled up, posing in a clearing to likely enjoy the showers that'd soon fall. which made sense, given their mushroom like appearance, they thrived in damp, rainy weather. nonetheless, the former doctor decided to ignore them.

notes: hi spirole <3

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"hm? ah, so polite! fine, fine, i won't force you." smile remaining, she twirled the umbrella in her hands, "circe. it's a pleasure to meet you, mr. silph." she introduced herself with a polite tone of her own, there was a distinct tinge of catty playfulness in her silky words. but, her lax, sincere smile never faltered.

from the thick shrub that guided the path, a bug crawled from its depths. an ariados that leered at the trainers with a dark, vile gleam of toxins from its dangerous maw. "kyu, kon," a sole command demanded obedience from her two pokemon, and they took care of the thread. in unison, a mixture of ice and fire spewed from the foxes snouts, assaulting the bug in a mixture of burning and freezing agony. with that, she tossed a pokeball at the spider in an attempt of capture, after mulling it over for a moment.

"did you come to grieve?" the question might've been abrupt, but, curiosity peaked in her voice.

notes: hi spirole <3
capture attempt on ariados

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the disappointment in not being able to witness his legendary partner unleash its strength against the undeserving pawniard is immense. but, the irate feeling doesn't make it to the brimming warmth within her eyes. the attack that fells the metal-bodied pokemon came from a previously invisible battler - the signature red-stripe briefly giving away its presence. 'what a pity,' circe tsks to herself. that, of course, wouldn't stop her from prying the moment the chance arrived. team rocket matters aside, she was genuinely curious.

"hm? you could say its something like that. it's always good to reflect, yes?" a soft, silky giggle stirred from her, even if it was a lie that slipped pretty easily from her lips. the dead were dead for a reason, as far as she saw. unless they had something of worth they could offer her even in their deceased state, they were nothing more than corpse rotting underground.

"i'm surprised someone as busy as you gets a chance like this to slip away. away from the public and able to enjoy the quiet for once. or, is your personal pack of paparazzi bound to show up within any moment?"

notes: uwu

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"they never do." she tsked at the sight of the pokemon, despite her still delighted expression. a shadow nearby moves - an absol streaking across the ground, likely to head for shelter. its appearance otherwise confirmed that the brewing storm overhead would be no passing rainstorm. however, the occasional crack of thunder or flash of lightning in the brewing dark clouds would let even the clueless know that. still, her interest in the disaster pokemon was piqued.

"go fetch." she playfully drawled to her ninetales, and they obeyed. matching one another step for step, they lurched for the fleeing creature. kon's fangs sunk into its leg, if just to prevent it from escaping, whilst kyu assaulted the detained dark type with a bright flash of light. the dazzling gleam dazed the absol, who shuddered in agony of the super effective move. it halfheartedly attempted a psycho cut, but, the blade of physical psychic energy failed to meet its mark. an inferno to the face was what sealed the deal. launching a pokeball at the defeated canine, circe cooed out a, "good girls," when the spherical device was returned to her moments afterwards.

the silph's perspective was an interesting one. rather, he had common sense which was surprisingly rare within this region, she'd notice. she could respect that. "me? oh, darling...i'm always busy. i just...'work on my own time'." or, more like she flat out refused to do various tasks. sometimes, she even dumped them off onto priam conrad with a promise of an, 'IOU'. while she 'worked' for team rocket, it was more of a momentary amusement, and a means to get access to what she needed and wanted. once she had what she needed? she couldn't bring herself to care about their outcome, whether it be total defeat, or, complete control of this region. and if she helped lead them to either path? neat.

chuckling softly to herself, rain finally began to fall in a light drizzle. "speaking of the paparazzi," she drawled, "do you not mind them filming you and your tapu? while i don't follow the news too much, i remember the festival being quite the riot when the young silp head was chosen by such a mystical being. i'm surprised they haven't tried to make article after article about it by now."

notes: capturing the absol