perse
she / her
twenty-four
november 23
sootopolis
good q
lorekeeper / elite four
elite four
my own blood pains me, the salt as much as the vein
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POSTED ON Oct 16, 2018 6:38:40 GMT
"i miss when you didn't have those," perse says breathlessly, shaking off the arm lustera had drooped over her shoulder. she loathed to describe the touch of her precious pokemon as unpleasant but the fact was no other descriptor could be appropriate - it felt like a cold, vaguely-moist-and-yet-somehow-warm, floppy tentacle.
lustera snatched her fire-tipped hand away momentarily as though stung, but then proceeded to give a series of incessant prods in perse's side anyway, swiveling them in a bizarre circular motion from her to a shaking bush near her feet that she would have otherwise missed. at least it didn't smell bad, or perse would have bolted again.
dropping to her knees to peer into the undergrowth cautiously, perse came face-to-face with the scariest pikachu she'd ever seen; crumpled ears and glasgow smile. only secondarily did she noticed the broken-looking neck, the shaking and the little sobbing noises, and the fact that it wasn't a pikachu at all.
"wow you're so cute!" she says without thinking. the sobbing stops, and the pokemon raises its head to see if she's mocking it. "your little rag is damaged, right? that's okay, the work you've done on it looks really detailed, i've never seen a mimikyu with a design that intricate," perse continued as the lil guy straightened up proudly.
she offers him an empty safari ball, he slides in as though he's been waiting for it.
@safari spawn / mimikyu captured! 2/3 safari balls left |
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