”A month.”

Lia echoes Ana’s words, and while there’s no such thing as disbelief in her tone, the stare she gives her from across the pool probably says it all. Her temper has always run hot, and honestly, at these moments it’s probably a miracle that she hasn’t raised her voice.

”What the fuck, Ana?!”

And, she raises her voice.

How could she not, though?

Is her stupid company really all that Ana cares about? What about their family? What about the fact that Alexander is gone and Ana didn’t even bother with coming back for his funeral…

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ANA STONE

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Amelia is many things, and subtle can be one of them… usually. When she’s in the mood for it.

When things like her anger and annoyance are not present or have subsided in favour of more interesting feelings – like right now. She had come to the bar because she was in a bad mood, but this is turning out to be a good distraction from that.

So far, that is.

”The hot springs?”

For a mere second, those annoying thoughts return, but she calmly takes another short sip and looks at him.

”They can be nice, some more than others... Especially the private ones, I prefer having no interruptions.”

Paired with her smirk, this is, of course, less subtle, but it still rings true: unexpected interruptions are the whole reason she ended up annoyed, after all.

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LANCE VOLLANS

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It’s almost like he’s an open book; too easy to read, perhaps, his intentions too obvious. But, on this day, Lia doesn’t mind easy to read and obvious, and she too leans in closer just a little.


Another sip is taken from her glass, her gaze never leaving his as she savours the cocktail.

”Are you really? That’s sweet.”

There’s a smirk of her own this time, mirroring his in the way it playfully tugs at her rose-painted lips.

Lance.

”Pleased to meet you, Lance.”

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LANCE VOLLANS

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Two strangers stuck together at a bar. On a day like this one, Lia also doesn’t mind.

Although, would she really mind on any other day?

Depending on the stranger, maybe.

”Ah, I’m sorry to hear that. Although... I guess then maybe we can make things better for each other, right?”

She does no more than offer him a smile, the meaning of her words being left up to interpretation while a loose strand of soft platinum hair is tucked behind her ear.

”I’m Amelia, by the way, but most people call me Lia.”

It’s easily that she introduces herself, ever one to be confident.

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LANCE VOLLANS

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’Sometimes you just need something a little stronger.’

There’s some coy and witty response Lia could give to that, but she chooses to keep it to herself for now, the words dancing at the tip of her tongue as she looks at the unfamiliar man. It causes her smile to subtly shift into a smirk, her gaze drifting away in order to lazily wander over their surroundings when he mentions the fact that they’re alone at the bar.

Then, she looks at him one more time.

”I guess you’re right… Sorry you’re stuck with me.”

She’s not really sorry, of course, and this is perhaps obvious by the way the smirk remains at her lips, lightly chuckling.

”I was, yeah, but I guess that’s not turning out too well.”

She’s honest. After all, why would she be alone at a bar if she were having a relaxing time? It would make no sense.

”What about you?”

Gently, her glass is swirled, and she takes a short sip.

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LANCE VOLLANS

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Is this really the sort of mission they should assign to a trainee?

Night falls upon Route 120, the unsettling silence of the forest being only interrupted by the occasional rustling of leaves and crunching of twigs. In there, night-dwelling pokémon waken from their daylight slumber; some harmless, some not, some which they’re supposed to be here to protect, and some which will probably miss out on a nice meal because of them. That’s just the way it goes.

At the very edge of the forest, near the entrance to Fortree, the young woman stands leaning against a tall evergreen tree. She looks down at her Rotom phone while waiting for her mission partner to arrive, her Decidueye keeping a close eye on their surroundings from a branch up above.

They haven’t really been waiting long at all, but looking at her phone is perhaps a good distraction from how strangely nervous she feels about all this. Newbie jitters, maybe?

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How can Ana smile so warmly?

Why does she smile so warmly?

It sure takes some audacity, considering everything she has done... Or, maybe more like everything she hasn’t done.

”You know what I mean, Ana.”

Who does she think Lia is? A foolish little kid? Probably, considering how long it’s been.

Of course, she doesn’t answer Ana’s question, because she has no reason to do such a thing. She owes her no explanations, unlike Ana who definitely has some explaining to do (in Lia’s own opinion, at least).

From where she sits in the pool, she watches her older sister, now regretting not having some sake with her.

”...How long have you been back?”

And, most importantly, why.

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ANA STONE

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Of course there’s a bar at the hot springs, and Lia is fucking thankful for that. She had wanted a peaceful weakened to enjoy herself and relax, but apparently peace has never been part of Arceus’ plans for her (as if Arceus even gives a damn, anyway).

She’s annoyed, and that annoyance is to be washed away by sweet and delightful whiskey with a touch of orange zest. One drink, maybe two…

What are you drinking?’

Despite her irritation, her expression is calm when she turns to look at the stranger, offering a slight smile. Conversation has always made for a good distraction, after all, and she has always been fond of meeting new people. Maybe she should be thankful.

”Oh. Old Fashioned... Nice choice there, but plain whiskey is a bit too bitter for my taste.”

Not like she likes particularly sweet things either.

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LANCE VOLLANS

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A peaceful weekend before all the hard work that’s to come. Time to herself at the hot springs; time to be enjoyed and to relax while sitting in these warm waters that seem to somehow make everything better at times.

This had been Lia’s plan.

It had been all she had wished for when coming to Lavaridge Town.

It’s what Ana won’t let her have.

Even through the rising steam, even if years have passed, the sight of her sister is too easy to recognize, and while many would have perhaps been glad if in her place, the emotions that rise within Lia are much different from that.

”Ana.”

There’s no warmth in the greeting, nor is there any in those bright amber eyes that meet blue ones.

”What are you doing here?”

At the hot spring? No.

In Lavaridge? No.

In fucking Hoenn.

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ANA STONE

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