female dratini
marvel scale ability

twister. thunder wave. dragon tail.
safeguard. extreme speed.

going to Amor Rose

"you need to work on those puns."

Siobhan could not help but snort softly, ducking her head to the water. averting his eyes. a slow smile crossed her lips, somewhat amused by the awful joke he made. Remiel's next quip was less of one and more a compliment.

"Pokémon are honest" she says as the Corsola greets the Buizel. perhaps all the fear was forgotten about when she spots the other playful Pokemon. Siobhan still has her hands under the water-type, just in case.

the woman smiles thinly. "they wear their heart on their sleeve" at least, she found that "there's always a reason for doing something with them. they don't slaughter needlessly. they don't destroy without purpose."

she lifts her eyes to Remiel, frowning at his scars. "they defend" Siobhan says quietly "their own beliefs to the death if need be." and in that simplicity, it was honest and innocent.

Remiel Calcifet 5/5

yes. she is angry. and she doesn't know why. having prided herself on her distance from others, proud of the way their words roll off her skin, Siobhan does not understand. she stopped caring about what people thought ages ago. she stopped caring about people period. so then - why? why did he poke and prod so easily? why did she care what he thought?

because that's what it boiled down to - she actually did care what Remiel Calcifet thought of her.

how and why did this happen?

"I" she begins, stopping again, but only briefly this time. her face was red and she thanked herself for not turning to face him. she shakes her head, blue strands going everywhere. thinking better of saying anything at all to him. what else could she say? an apology seemed so hollow. frustration leaked out of every pore of her body. most at him, but more at herself.

Siobhan didn't want to admit to herself that maybe she could stand to make a friend. that she liked talking to him. discussing things with him. he always said the wrong thing in the end, but maybe that was her being sensitive. maybe she wasn't giving him a fair shake, and this paradox was battling it out in her very soul. instead of saying something, she walks away.

her heels click on the floor, her Dreepy following after her dutifully.

/exit

gravedigger the male dusknoir
pressure ability

fire punch. thunder punch. ice punch.
shadow punch. payback. future sight.

"very well."

his own terms were reasonable, so Siobhan did not fuss. she also had her own plans and organization to make. finding camping gear was one, for if she was going to hike all the way to Meteor Falls... she would need to settle for the night.

Poe could ride all the way there, but seeing as he hadn't been there the Corviknight may not know where to go. best to proceed on foot until she could map the route. "then I will see you there."

with the tablet memorized, Siobhan gave a curt nod to Amor before marching off. her steps were light and echoing on the museum's floor - but it was clear they were done socializing for now.

Siobhan would not waste any more of her time, nor Amor's, when they could do something when they met up again. though, she would never admit, the talk had been englightening.

-exit

"a tour guide would be welcomed."

Siobhan did not know Slateport as much as she would like. Cian was... acceptable, she supposed. he was easy to talk to, so she did not care if she went along with him on another encounter.

"Hoenn is very resilient, I must say" she adds "whatever event has you all down, it is quite easy to build you all back up" Siobhan was somewhat impressed. "though the technology does help."

a wry smile does appear.

CIAN MAHER

Siobhan wasn't one for large crowds - so how did she get roped in this? who knew. her Whimiscott was more... in tune with the beats than she ever hoped to be. in Lorelai's eagerness, she released a cotton guard around the area, the fluffy little spores adding to the excitement of the crowd.

the woman tried to get into it as well, awkwardly dancing as she went. crowd surf? what was that?

but someone decided to lift her the hell up and throw her into the crowd. ahh! too many people, touching her in places she didn't want to be touched. goodness, gods... she would never do this again. never, ever. as she was thrown this way and the next, she shut her eyes and pretended she wasn't here.

TEAM CROWD SURF;
used cotton guard (10)
new total
490

moves;
cotton guard (10). growth. cotton spore.
hurricane. moonblast. giga drain.

gacha comfey going to @eliora
and accepting lulu's dusknoir

siobhan's gacha vikavolt is going to ryuuzaki amemiya
trade confirmed!

vikavolt & comfey please

siobhan is redeeming; shine thief
caught shiny dratini
display it please!

unaware his eyes lingered, she was too focused on the Pokémon. perhaps if she had noticed, she would have splashed him. or hit him. or did something other than blush like a fool. Remiel seems to hesitate, shocked by her gentle prodding. but he eventually moved, patting one of the branches. she gives him a nod - touched he would even try despite his hesitance.

the Corsola would purr slightly at the attention, joyfully bouncing in her arms. she kept a firm hold on the circular Pokémon as she tries to steady it, lowering it down into the water. now that it was properly distracted, the Corsola only let out a soft gasp at the touch. but - it did not cry. waving its front branches a bit, it began to paddle on the spot.

"good job" she says - to both of them.

Remiel Calcifet 4/5

buying;
two gacha rolls
= 100 pd