The Nightingale
She/her
Twenty four
November 11
Slateport
Heterosexual
Assistant
executive
Defiance in her flesh, her blood, her bones; written on her soul
TEAM SOLAR
POSTED ON Mar 10, 2020 18:45:08 GMT
[nospaces] [attr="class","isusa1"] [attr="class","isusa2"] She likes how Balder seems to think the city will get them treasures like equipment and advise. [break][break] No she doesn't.[break][break] The woman narrows her eyes because it's more likely to take them to a den of monsters than any of them, it's practically asking for it. She's a single voice however, and in a den of potential idiots you don't pick a fight until you have to. The woman takes a deep breath as she tries to tolerate the flawed logic. Mud and swamps can be handled, numbers potentially beyond their comprehension is a different beast all together. [break][break][break] Sound becomes white noise becomes colors on colors in her head as they pass through yet another pathway into a foreign terrain. The abstract sense of it is almost jarring but not because of the contrast against reality no- [break][break] Isra already sees in abstract colors and concepts, like painted stars drowning in the seas and their light being snuffed out, like clouds in the sky singing her a story that only they can bare witness to, how the leaves of trees and shrubs alike reach for her ankles because they seek her company. This is different but she knows it just as well as home. [break][break] And perhaps that is the problem, looking at the vacant contrasting lines, Isra almost feels at home. [break][break][break] "Obviously." words pull her out of her head and back into the awkward reality in front of them. she looks at the rest of their little make shift party, deep breaths keep her from biting. Isra does not hesitate, barely waiting for the others to do another before heeled boots click down the street they've chosen. [break][break] It's a snap of fingers and a flick of her wrist, two pokemon release into the spaces beside her. The banette does not linger, knowing his place in the midplane better than anything else. He fades into the nothingness of their new reality and Zoroark looks to her, replying to the quiet whistle at follows. The pokemon cloaks them in an illusion, drowning out the image of them into the blackness of the buildings around it, seeking to mimic it as well as it possibly can, it is both a safety measure and a test. There's no promising it will work the same here as it does in what they call their home. [break][break] A hand reaches out past her side, delicate fingers looks to brush the side of a building, something reassure her that this. is. real. [break][break][break] Balder Schwartz Kazimir Wynter Orion Lykos PIERCE WILDE[break] >>releases banette & zoroark[break] >>banete uses phantom force to poof[break] >>Zoroark's illusion activates, trying to cover their tracks[break] >>Isra follows Kaz & tries to touch a building while she walks[break] [newclass=.isusa1]width: 450px;background-image: linear-gradient(to bottom, rgba(55,30,36,0.1), rgba(55,30,36,1));border-right: 10px solid #252525;font: normal 10px/11px arial, serif; letter-spacing: 1px;[/newclass] [newclass=.isusa1 b]color: #ab6877;[/newclass] [newclass=.isusa2]width: 300px; padding: 10px; float: left; background-color: #252525; color: #e7e7e7; font: normal 10px/11px arial, serif; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: justify;[/newclass] [newclass=.isusa3]width: 120px;float: left; padding-top: 10px;[/newclass] [newclass=.isusa3 img]opacity: 0.5; transition: all 0.5s ease-in-out;[/newclass] [newclass=.isusa3 img:hover]opacity: 0.9; transition: all 0.5s ease-in-out;[/newclass] [newclass=.isusafin]width: 430px; padding: 10px; color: #e7e7e7; text-align: right; border-bottom: 7px solid #252525;border-top: 10px solid #252525;[/newclass] [newclass=.isusafin img]opacity: 0.5; transition: all 0.5s ease-in-out;[/newclass] [newclass=.isusafin img:hover]opacity: 0.9; transition: all 0.5s ease-in-out;[/newclass]
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