mimi
she/her
twenty-eight
july 29
twinleaf, sinnoh
demisexual
veteran trainer
cadet
When your temper rises, lower your fists. When your fists rise, lower your temper.
TAG WITH @mimi
Mimi Cheng
ride the wind [dw]
POSTED ON Aug 18, 2020 2:29:36 GMT
[attr="class","mimi"]mimi gives him an energetic nod, bested only by her jangmo-o's. "it's settled." she'd be ready, too, if not for the flash of lavender she spots hiding behind smaller rocks, at the base of the platform they stand on.
"but first!" she hops from rock to rock until she reaches the pokemon. there is no mistaking it; such a color could be nothing but a goomy. "what would you be doing here, baby?" or a sliggo, as it turns out. mimi notices a particularly erratic tremble to it, and a mix of mud and slime pooling underneath it. she would try to extend a hand towards it for a pat, if not for the corrosive nature of its slime. instead, she opens a small case full of pokeblocks, ever present on her belt pouch, and lets two drop on the general direction of its mouth.
more pokeblocks act as lure. soon enough, the sliggo has consumed half the contents of her case. the next item she offers is a pokeball to take it in.
"i might need to go shopping for chemical-resistant gloves in lilycove. now, where is that yacht of yours?"
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