It takes her far too long to recognize the girl in front of her. Embarrassingly long, given her original reason for having come to Hoenn was because of her.

It is almost comedic how blankly and honestly Gwen answers, with a gesture to her full shopping cart.

"Shopping for.. Thanksgiving."

And only after she answers does she realize the girl had referred to her by name. It catches her by surprise, revealing wide eyes and a curious stare. She is bewildered, blindsided, and then her cheeks rosy and her lips part in realization.

"Lady Lilith!"

She speaks almost too loudly, but a sense of urgency and understanding falls over her, and she quickly quiets herself and leans closer. The girl- no, the woman in front of her speaks in hushed tones, and Gwen mimics such.

"Wh-- why.. I have been searching for you!"

mission: feast or famine (aa)

lilith eirwin

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"Oh, I see."

She hums, amused, and responds to the squeezing of her shoulder by looking up at him with fondness. However, before she can answer his question regarding Fleur, she notes something moving from above his head. Abruptly, the woman pulls him close to her just before the Ferroseed falls with a crash. Its needles leave dents in the ground.

"A rigorous one, as a butler must always be in excellent form."

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Greyson Connors

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This time, it is Gwen who does not stir. His lips brush against hers and she offers an instinctive, relaxed smile, before burying her cheek deeper into her pillow. Exhaustion takes her, leaving him free to peruse her home until she wakes.

Greyson Connors

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Naturally, Gwen tags along with Greyson. When he had mentioned a snow festival of sorts, packed full of snow angels and snowballs and snowboys, she had stared at him with wide eyes brimming with excitement.

"I wouldn't miss it for the world!" she had said.

And now here she was, bundled up with mittens too big for her hands and earmuffs instead of a proper hat. She wore big, clunky boots, and knelt down in the snow to pack a fresh snowball. Another young woman challenges Greyson, and she can see the wink of mischief in her eyes. Although Greyson himself seems oblivious, Gwen catches on.

"She must just be happy to see you, Greyson!"

She smiles.

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illeana reyes Greyson Connors

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"Oh my!"

Always prepared, Gwen kneels next to the man and begins unraveling what appears to be a tightly-packed and incredibly efficient first-aid kit. She pauses, however, before touching him.

"May I? It will only take a moment and will sustain you until we can escort you to a hospital."

Unfriendly Pokemon? The mention brings concern to her face immediately; she hadn't seen any Pokemon at all.

"What sort of Pokemon, sir?"

mission: poke photobombing

@hermes

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"Glamping? I'm afraid I have never heard of that."

The word is a funny one, though, and she muses over it with some degree of furrowed brow amusement. With a long stick, the woman shifts hot embers around and props up new logs for the fire.

"Is it different from camping?"

ANA STONE

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"You did.." she chuckles, but she is not the least bit disappointed. She was having fun, even with the ever-present threat of being buried alive looming over their heads.

Relief washes over her face at his correction, and she smiles nervously back at him in response.

"Oh, okay. Yes."

The last thing she meant was to be rude by pulling him along. He mentions Fleur and she smiles wider, fondness and pride brimming in her eyes as she turns to face the confident bunny.

"She is quite special, isn't she?"

And, with Leafeon's help, the two of them are quick to take down the looming rock serpent. It is almost as if Fleur's heels are made of steel themselves as she brings them down over and over again for a HIGH JUMP KICK. Once the Onix lays still, Greyson captures it.

"Do I .. take names?"

Once again, the woman appears confused.

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Greyson Connors

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In a matter of minutes, the kitchen is spotless again and she is free to wander back into the bedroom. She is quiet and considerate, stepping softly and slipping into the bed in a manner that wouldn't disturb him.

But she spies his outstretched hand and she willingly sneaks in to fit alongside him. Sleep takes her almost immediately.

Greyson Connors

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Gwen spots the brief scuffle between Zorua and Poochyena- but she misses the part where the tricky little fox bested the pup and came out appearing as the pup.

Unfortunately, the illusion is not effective in convincing the Mightyena. Ann's Pokemon is blasted away and bowled over, revealing her true colours.

Fortunately, it is a distraction enough for Fleur to intercept. She bounces forward on flat feet, poised as she crashes down to take down the Mightyena with a HIGH JUMP KICK. With a yelp, the mother recoils and second-guesses how easy of prey the two trainers are.

Deciding it was more effort than it was worth, she gathers her limping pups and they take off, ending the battle.

With a sigh of relief, Gwen's smile returns and her stiff, authoritative posture relaxes.

"Well! That was quite a fright. I believe it is now time to head back, yes?"

The Wooloo and Mareep had all managed to run back to the barn to safety, and the farmer who had hired them for this task was now waving for the two ladies to come back. It appeared that supper was ready.

mission: wooloo who cry wolf

Ann Nickolette

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