Annie!
She/Her
16
Employee at the Stray
Cadet
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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Annie Mei
breakfast club [c]
POSTED ON Dec 1, 2019 12:51:52 GMT
[attr="class","anniepost"] She still smiled. There was something sweet about seeing a grown man, her supposed superior, so flustered over a simple question. She’d never say it out loud – she didn’t trust herself to say it right, and he’d never show his heart again if he thought she saw him as a child. A cheeky comment wouldn’t hurt, though. “Now you’re more like a newspaper. Black and white and red all over.” Another giggle escaped her. “Well, at least one girl thinks you’re doing just fine. And I’ve got an eye for talent and high skill, so you’ve gotta be doing something right!”It was her turn to show a glint in her eyes, as she almost always did when her Pokemon became the main subject. There she was, running her mouth again. “Oh yeah, Kit’s a little devil! He’s always full of energy and likes to wander off, and sometimes it takes me hours to find him! He can shapeshift- well, only kinda. When he gets nervous or feels like being a butt, he’ll transform and suddenly it’s ten times harder to figure out where he is, because he could be anybody! But he’s got a good heart in him, and him and Fortuna are all that I have from Kanto. Sure, he can be annoying sometimes, but he’s family.” She allowed herself a moment to breathe, showing the kind of relaxed smile that could only come from gushing about a loved one, with delicious food and a kind stranger in an odd tree house. She’d practically forgotten about the fire that had brought them together. “I know he’d never leave me behind. Not for real. So I want to keep him around too. You get that, right?” She quickly shook her head. “I don’t have to ask. I can see that you do. You and your orphanage.” He was a good person. A very nervous, initially icy, somewhat confused man, but a good man nonetheless. He just needed a bit of help to see more of that. “Young, huh? Yeah, I keep telling myself that, but sometimes it gets me anyway.” Her eyes flicked to her plate, if only for a second. “But it works out, mostly. I’ve got my hands full travelling this whole region, and taking care of my Pokemon along the way. I’ll probably-“ Hopefully- “figure something out along the way, and if not… Then I’ll just keep going, and at least by then I’ll have some good stories to tell.”She lowered her fork to fill her belly some more, but stopped short when she noticed how few pancakes she had left. “Already?” Mild surprise showed itself, but it didn’t last. “Well, I guess I’m full! I’ll leave the rest for my team to share, if that’s alright. Oh, and thanks again for the food! I know that I asked why and all, but I would’ve been in real trouble if it wasn’t for you. I’ll find a way to return the favour someday, promise.” [attr="class","wizzcred"] [newclass=".anniepost"]margin-top:25px; [/newclass] [newclass=".anniepost b"]font-weight:lighter;color:#cb4335; [/newclass] [newclass=".anniepost i"]font-style:italic;color:#cb4335; [/newclass] [newclass=".wizzcred"]font: monospace; font-size: 10px; color:#7a7a7a;[/newclass] [newclass=".wizzcred a"]font: monospace; font-size: 10px; color:#7a7a7a;[/newclass]
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