illie, sap sipper
she/her
27
september 23rd
snowpoint city, sinnoh
bi curious
geneticist, alchemist
head professor
you caged me and then you called me crazy; i am what i am 'cause you trained me.
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illeana reyes
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She watches the Meowth work as his trainer speaks, going into detail about just how this little bean came to be such an artist with snowman building. It reminds her of something she has read about the particular species in a book once. They're attracted to round and glittery objects, usually collecting coins and stashing them in little hoards. Huh, the notion that a Meowth would enjoy building a snowman due to the perfect circular bases never even crossed her mind before. You learn something new every day![break][break]
"Aw," she coos, grinning at the Meowth more than his trainer. "I find it hard to believe this little guy could cause anyone trouble." Giggles follow as she glances to the man, raising an eyebrow curiously. "What does he get into?" The question is soft, as if unsure if she wants to open that can of worms. Honestly, she might be better off not knowing just exactly how this little cat manages to cause him so much trouble but... Her curiosity is never easily satiated.[break][break]
Silence falls around them as the pair watch the Pokemon. By now, they have about half of a snowman up, previously dismal lumps becoming smooth and circular beneath the expert hands of the Meowth. Nix tries his best to offer help but while he wants to take part, he ends up watching with transfixed eyes. The Meowth is an artist at work and Nix has a notion to just let the little feline work, offering help when needed instead.[break][break]
Laughter escapes the woman, then, as her new friend startles beside her. Oops, she didn't mean to give him such a fright but... Well, she'd be lying if she said it wasn't a little amusing. Feeling a bit adventurous from the day of play, Illeana sticks her tongue out at him, a lighthearted response to his rather cross look. Her tongue returns to the inside of her mouth, however, as he takes her hand in his. She gives a little shake, light and gentle. "Pleasure to meet you, Adrian!" The woman chirps, releasing his hand a moment later with another bout of laughter. "I didn't mean to scare you," she breathes out between giggles. "I just got a little distracted by the excitement." Her smile is kind as she leans in slightly to bump her shoulder gently against his. "Good. I think I'd be a little offended if you weren't enjoying yourself," Illeana quips. The tone she uses is just as teasing as his, a playful eyebrow wiggle thrown in for good measure. The last thing she wants is for this to end early because she offends him. They're having fun and it's a pleasant day, one that she hasn't really experienced in a long time.[break][break]
The duo of her Umbreon and Espeon glance up as his Meowth joins their corner of the snow, curious eyes staring down the feline. Lapis shuffles closer, taking a few sniffs at the newcomer with a swish of her purple tail. Alium, however, moves toward his pile of snow, paws already pawing for another snowball. It isn't long before the Umbreon succeeds in making another lump of snow, rolling it over and over until it's good enough to use. With a yip, he swishes his tail and bats the ball in the direction of Lapis and the Meowth. Some snow breaks off from the ball from the force of his tail hitting it but it manages to hit its intended target: Lapis.[break][break]
Illeana's attention is torn from Adrian in an instant, the sharp growl coming from Lapis requiring her presence. She shuffles toward the group, a soft groan escaping her lips as the night and day duo dissolve into a squabble, each one trying to tackle the other into the snow. "Hey!" She calls, a feeble attempt to stop the two from dragging the Meowth into their fight. It fails, however, as Lapis misses the dark body of Alium and goes barreling toward Miser instead. "Oh no," Illeana breathes before beginning to pick up her pace, if only to stop the collision from happening. "I'm sorry!" She manages to call over her shoulder toward Adrian as she scurries, a rushed apology for abandoning him by the half built snowman to tend to her fighting children.
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