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"i've got no qualms." elijah rises too, taking another hearty mouthful from his glass.

inwardly, he thanks sam for the change of place. the warm prickles of some unidentified anxiety roll across his shoulders. the more rowdy the bar gets, the more restless elijah becomes.

"but a romantic walk down the beach?" elijah snorts. "is this a date?"

he is careful not to accidentally kick sam's absol in his departure. pulling bills from his pockets, he lays pokedollars on the bar counter.

"i got us covered. lead the way."

samuel carter

the embarrassment leo reveals endears him to elijah some— but the man can't betray his obstinate nature. and so, he scowls. brows hook into each other. a frown communicates his displeasure— but within that claustrophobic moment of concentration, elijah does not hear the pitter-patter of yamper paws.

yams blindly dashes into the soft curve behind elijah's knees. the impact is accompanied by excited sparks and the electricity of surprise. as elijah buckles, his hands lunge by instinct, seeking support or anything to hold on to.

but he can only find himself grabbing on to leo as he falls. they land with a hard clunk with elijah smothering the other in cliched fashion.

"hey! you stupid yamper!" elijah barks at yams. grumbling, he swings his head back to leo. "you okay?'

leo del río

"glooms are high maintenance." elijah says. "or they can be."

a foul smell crosses toward them like a breeze encrusted with piss-rusted razor blades. the apothecary barely budges, accustomed to the smell.

"kari, BLOCK." his tangrowth dances forth, using the LIGHT SCREEN to its advantage.

vines wrap around to hold the GLOOM in place in the air. it writhes, dancing as A PETAL DANCE strikes against the screen set by giona's espurr.

another vine extends out from the tangrowth's mop of a body. a loud crack and a POWER WHIP strikes the smelly pokemon to the earth.

"let's move in." elijah says. "you okay with the smell?"

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giona ferrara
mission

posting what i said in gen chat so i remember / keep track!!

we can do for the swarm as a mission.

+ his family though would not have survived the years of change, and now he's doing his best to keep old practices alive
so he might have some resentment or jealousy toward her because the beauforts did just fine!

+ as they clear some infested place area, elijah would maybe even harvest some of the plants or bug pokemon that are there

+ during that time we can feel out their dynamic

we can say it's been a long time since they've last seen each other though! maybe some months or so. :)

zinnia beaufort

elijah's eyes linger on giona's fingers far too long to be polite. though the act is far from pyromania, the apothecary wonders whether the man is butterfingered enough for frying.

"i'm sorry about that." the green-haired man offers his condolences. it's dry enough to waver between the crust of sincerity and sarcasm.

his tangrowth points at the gloom. its foul smell catches on slightest curves of wind. like a ghostly child, the gloom cries into the void.

"this gloom yours?" elijah says.

within the cave, the gloom's voice echoes and merges with another.

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giona ferrara
mission

as if the hose was his anime weight, elijah breaks into a liberating sprint. although he is not the fastest man in hoenn, it is the sheer ferocity of his mad dash that is impressive. his form is aggressive. his glare? aerodynamic.

"get back here you fuckin' brat!" elijah barks alongside the yamper.

galvanized by such sparkling support, elijah makes incredible ground. and as he encroaches upon leo's heels, he reaches out—

and grabs the collar of the other's shirt to haul back to hell.

leo del río