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.
TAG WITH @illeana
illeana reyes
if i'm lucky [m]
POSTED ON Jan 4, 2020 2:37:48 GMT
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She probably should have expected such an enthusiastic response. It still manages to take her off guard, producing a slight jump from the woman as she returns the stranger's smile with an awkward air. Talking to others is not her strong suit but this woman seems friendly enough. Maybe it won't be so bad.[break][break]
"Ah, really?" She asks, cheeks slightly flushed. "Perhaps I should try one then... Does the size matter?" Her words come out mumbled, half uttered to herself as she turns toward the rows of apples on display. There's so many, each one varying in size. Would a smaller one be good? Or maybe the biggest one? Oh god, so many choices! How does one choose?[break][break]
In the moments she takes to browse the apples, the woman she had asked for advice buys two of her own. It escapes Illeana's attention as she's torn between two options for which one she'd like. Only when Stormy taps her shoulder does she turn back to her, eyes widening when she sees not one but two apples. Is she really going to eat two? They're that good? Oh, she definitely needs to try one, then![break][break]
Oh, the second apple is for her. That's so sweet, the scientist could just cry! If her eyes could get any wider, they'd probably burst out of her face. "Are - Are you sure?" Her voice is soft, uncertain, as if she doesn't experience this kind of gesture very often. "That's very kind of you, thank you!" She bends slightly at the waist, an awkward bow of appreciation. Only when she straightens does she gingerly reach out to take the offered apple, a bright smile placed upon her lips.[break][break]
Before she has the chance to bite at the apple, a man enters the fray, approaching with a cheery smile. Illeana glances toward him, lowering the apple to return the smile with ease. Curiosity rises as he speaks, excitedly going on about Applin-shaped apples. Huh, what's an Applin? The look she gives him is slightly confused and despite probably sounding a little stupid, she asks the questions that rise to the forefront of her mind. "Applin? I thought these are just regular apples... Are they supposed to be based on this Applin?" Confusion settles onto her features and she looks toward the woman for a little assistance. "Do you know what he's talking about?" She inquires, glancing back toward Pierce with an apologetic smile.[break][break]
"Oh! No, you're not interrupting anything!" The more the merrier, really. It'd actually be kind of nice to make a few new friends... God knows she needs them.[break][break]
Another addition joins their group, peering over the shoulder of the man with a Skitty atop her shoulder. Oh, so cute! She chimes in, further lamenting that Illeana should definitely try the apple in her hand. It really does look delicious... She only hopes it lives up to the excitement from each of them. "It's really that good?" She can't help but question it a little more, staring at the bright red sweet. Well, if they say it's good, she'll have to trust their judgement. Besides, if all of them are in agreement then it can't be bad, right? With a hum, she bites into the apple, immediately cooing at the rush of sweetness. It's a little hard with the candied shell but delicious nonetheless! "It's amazing," she chirps to the trio, moving to take another bite with a grin.[break][break]
"Bubble tea sounds really good too," she says around chewing. "Is that stand nearby? Which kind do you recommend?" It seems as though they might end up enjoying the festival together... Well, if Illeana has anything to say about it. Their suggestions for food will come in handy with the endless amount of choices. Glancing between them, she wonders if she should start making a list. "What else is good? It's, um, kind of my first time experiencing this sort of thing," she murmurs. It's not exactly something she's proud of, but something about this group tells her that they won't judge. Instead, she hopes they'll take her under their wings, helping her experience everything they love about this festival.
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