Masculine
28
October 19
Sootopolis City
Bisexual
N/A
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Adrian Malcolm
SUMMER SURPRISES: BEACH PARTY
POSTED ON Aug 21, 2020 7:24:34 GMT
"You're inside so much, sometimes I wonder if it's online relations you're playing at, too."He snorted, finding the idea of Piper locked away in her room fantasizing about some boyfriend who might end up looking like a troll's backside was hilarious in thought, but he was recently sobered to the dangers of such altercations rather intimately earlier that year. He didn't wish that sort of shit on his cousin, but she was brazen and fearless... Adrian had been like that too, it wasn't exclusive. But after Howie died, he'd become sensitive to conflict, prone to paranoia. But Piper was herself. And yet she seemed to think his response earlier stemmed from jealousy of all things... Yuck. Jealous? That sounded gross, as were the implications he'd leapt to following that trail. The mortified grimace on his face spoke otherwise, although there may have been a granular truth to what she said. "I just don't like the idea of some ogreish lout anywhere near my sister."He realized he'd been a bit defensive there, but he needed to stress the point to Piper: "Hoenn... isn't perfect. It's no Kanto, but..." Adrian stopped and looked around, knowing that danger could wear many faces, especially in Slateport. Then he looked to Piper's eyes, which never seemed to show that palpable concern his did, and doubled down on his position: "If something happens to you, it'll end up being my fault, you know..." Their collective parents came to mind, and the resentment they'd surely foster. Adrian clasped a hand to her shoulder, tucking her into a sort of familial huddle up to make his meaning clear that he worried for her safety in light of the company she'd chosen to keep. "You've got to be careful here in Hoenn. Or literally anywhere, since you're a girl." Adrian crossed his arms with a frown, hoping to drive his point home to her, although somehow he felt he'd probably chosen the wrong metaphorical hill to die on. "Don't give people the chance to find a reason to hurt you," he said before pulling away from Piper, straightening out his back and rolling the stiffness from his shoulders. "I just... can't afford something happening to you. Not after Howie, I..."Now he'd gone and done it; waterworks were so unlike him. Adrian quickly made an escape, falling back on his earlier mention of fire dancing. "I gotta go," he croaked, buffing Piper on the arm before making a swift exit, focusing on doing rather than thinking. "'Flame on', I guess." Chortling while waggling his chin, he padded off. Serena Malcolm
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