His actions betray his words. She too is content at keeping him a stranger. So far, there’s nothing he can offer her that benefits her in least. Sure, he climbed a tree to rescue her Shinx, but that’s hardly a skill she could exploit.

Despite her own thoughts, she doesn’t move as he wades closer. She watches curiously without attempting to predict his next move. She’ll leave it a surprise.

Then what?

The smile remains, but her voice is softer now that he’s closer, “Then you’ll just remain a stranger without a name.”

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@onyx
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893-59= 834

More flattery. Her grin grows, turning sharp as the sake meets her halfway. With a delicate grip on the drink she chooses to retreat back to her previous position, across the pool, “perhaps,” she purrs as she thinks on the implications of his words.

”careful, king,” she warns with a smile, “don’t mistake me for a prize you think can be won,” the look she give is sharp, with a clear undertone. She’s not a prize, but she challenges him all the same. The sake disappears quickly behind pink lips.

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KING WAYLAND
H91MI7M3
964-94= 870

“We’re all scrawny when we’re young,” she sighs, recalling her more awkward years before she grew up. Although slender, she’s by no means scrawny, just toned, compact. Beneath supple, olive skin is steeled muscle.

Toni smiles lightly at his jest, “Yes, perhaps I would have then,” her legs across beneath the surface of the water, gently stirring it in front of her, “You can always redeem yourself now,” she suggests, the playful smile returning.

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@onyx
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921-28= 893

Her smile grows with the flattery, she doesn’t hide how she loves it. A neutral expression never falters, even when he asks the question, “Of course I remember you, you’re hard to forget,” subtle flattery in the form of a vague motion towards his large physique. The name though . . . Something to do with rocks? Minerals? Stone? No, that is ANA STONE .

Warm brown eyes study him carefully as if staring long enough will suddenly spark a memory. Ultimately, she gives up, “Names aren’t my strong suit,” she admits with a sigh, relaxing back into the rough stone.

Slender shoulders shrug, “I’m not looking for anything in particular, simply relaxing.”

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@onyx
nU45RyYB
974-53= 921

Hm, hoenn continues to surprise her with its natural beauty. The view of Lavaridge was stunning, especially in the vibrant orange and yellow of a breaking dawn.

Why so early? Hell, she didn’t even know. There’s something extraordinarily pleasant about the cool morning air and a hot, steamy bath. Made even more lovely with the right company. There were not many to choose from at this hour, so she moved towards Remiel Calcifet .

It’s not just nay footsteps, the soft click of heels moving with surprising grace over the flat slabs of rock that line a path towards his particular spring. She greets the royal with a soft smile, fingers tugging expectantly at the silken tie of her short kimono-style robe, “Mind if I join you?”

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Remiel Calcifet
phGz8hPF
1000-14= 986

Toni greets his gaze with a soft smile, “Aww you remember me,” Sweet. Unfortunately, toni doesn’t remember his name. Something to with a rock maybe?

“Oh she’s alrgiht, still a brat,” still a pain in her ass. Why she puts up with it is beyond her. Well, it’s not really. He mother, and therefore father, insisted. She may not remember Onyx’s name, but she does remember the Salazzle, Your Salazzle? “ she asks out of politeness while she mirrors his posture. Only it’s smooth, slender arms that rise to spread across the cool stone.

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@onyx
0s1o5VKi
996-22= 974

Home? It had slipped her mind ana was actually from hoenn. Makes sense now.

Toni’s chosen figy berry looks quite delicious. She takes a bite, sinking teeth into the fruit’s soft flesh. It’s sweet, juicy. Her tongue gentle licks the rogue juice from her lips. She reaches forward, offering ana a taste.

“Of course.”

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ANA STONE
MISSION

Willow continues to tear at the oran berries in her possession. Greedy little bitch wasn’t going to share. Typical. Toni decides it’s not worth the fight with the feline.

“Rustboro?” she repeats, turning towards a Mago Berry tree. A hand reaches to pluck a ripe fruit from a low hanging branch, “Of all the places in Hoenn, why Rustboro?” she hasn’t heard anything terribly great about the city. Toni has been paying close attention considering she is still looking for a place to settle. Eventually expensive hotels and airbnb’s would lose their charm. She reaches and plucks another.

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ANA STONE
MISSION

He’s hard to miss. She’s spots him from across the small group of pools tucked away in a corner of the resort. A part of her can’t help itself. Playful perhaps?

A wicked grin paints dark lips as she slowly slides into the water across from him. The subtle waves undoubtedly alert him of her presence. Howdy? Really? If he a cowboy?

“Howdy yourself, cat whisperer,” she teases, an elbow rising her lean back against the cool rock behind her.

---

@onyx
XTplepuW
1000-4 = 996

In contrast to King’s scarred body, hers is flawless, eerily so. Almost as if carefully sculpted and molded with meticulous artistry. Some say it makes her look soft, but Toni bears her scars on the inside and is anything but.

He’s not shy in his appreciation, and she relishes in it. She too does not shy away from nakedness. There’s nothing to hide. And if you got it, flaunt it. She's unabashed in the way she leans back, dipping her hair into the water while bubbles mold to her bare chest.

“Another victory?” she asks curiously, sitting back up straight. Her eyes flash towards the sake. Slowly, she moves closer to accept the drink, “And what did you win this time?”

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KING WAYLAND
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984-20 = 964

“Hmmm, yes you could have . . and you better,” she smiles, teasing, with a hint of mischief veiled beneath brightness of it.

The Shinx moves into the shade of the tree to continue munching on her berry. Her enjoyment is cut short by the offer of a second oran berry. What a day. Willow doesn’t hesitate to nab the berry from the Steenee’s hands before adding it to her pile.

Toni watches and the smile turns into a frown, “she’s a little brat, sorry about that . . . Willow,” she name is said sharply, drawing a slow gaze from Shinx that is met with purposeful ignorance from the pokemon.

She’s impossible.

“Oh a little bit of business, little bit of pleasure. You?” she can guess the answer, but she asks anyway, letting her attention turn back towards Ana.

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ANA STONE
MISSION

“Hm,” she grunts lightly, adjusting in the water across from King. The marring scars raked across his body beg a dozen or so questions, but she holds her tongue. Naturally, she doesn’t attempt to avert her gaze when she inspected them when they entered the sauna. Perhaps she’ll inquire some other time.

A deep breath draws in the pleasantly warm, humid air of the spa, “It’s not exactly what I had in mind but . . . I’m not complaining,” this is quite nice.

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KING WAYLAND
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1000 - 16 = 984

It’s not often toni finds herself so deeply intrigued by a stranger. He’s not much of a mystery but there’s a challenge in his eyes she can’t help but rise to meet head on. As an alpha, a challenge denied is a battle lost. That’s dangerous.

He successfully latches on, sinking pointed teeth into willing flesh. Toni leans into it, smiling, “Lead the way, king.”

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KING WAYLAND
MISSION