• player/ooc name: pandora
• character tags: anastasia yu
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• ic posts for characters: pkmn-hoenn.boards.net/thread/21970/minds-dw?page=1&scrollTo=239573
• are characters in directories?: Y
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she catches sight of the kecleon out of the corner of her eye, and anastasia holds still so as not to startle it. joey is making his rounds up in the air, and ana makes the mistake of briefly forgetting the existence of her dragon companion.

she crouches low and, with her trained eye, manages to catch a flickering of the unmistakable red belt as the pokemon tries to adapt more to the background, reluctant to be spotted. ana grins. she reaches out her hand, not moving an inch forward or back, but just...offering it. banking on the pokemon's innate curiosity, hoping that it will give her a chance.

"c'mon," she says aloud -- and joey, eyeing her from above but with absolutely zero awareness of what's going on, takes this as his signal.

the flygon descends with a predator's angling, and the kecleon notices before ana does.

skittish, the normal type jumps around the trunk it had been holding on to, and before ana can react, joey has jumped to her rescue. or so the flygon thinks. he tackles his trainer with practices ease, making anasatasia tumble onto the flygon's back and hold it for dear life. the pokemon then flies into the air, as ana makes a disgruntled yell.

too late.

"put me down!" she insists, and joey blinks at her, totally confused. hadn't she been the one who asked for a ride?

nevertheles, the dragon type complies, dutifully descending and dropping her a few hundred metres away from where she was last. before dismounting, ana mumurs an "i hate you," and shoots her companion a dirty look.

they'd work on communication later.

OOC: ana skips over kecleon! shiv

the guy jumped back as soon as she did, but her eyes narrowed when he mocked her. she turned to nancy, but the rotom had a shitty grin plastered over its teardrop face, and ana shot it a glare. traitor, she thought, but she turned back to look at the man.

when he said he wanted to help, however, it was anastasia's turn to grin.

"lovely!" she said, clasping her hands together and almost forgetting about the shovel. she had to quickly reach out before it fell onto the man, but she tried to make the jerky movement look smooth and for the most part, maintained her composure. she kept the shovel outstretched, hoping he would take its handle from her.

"okay, so we're digging up this there which is supposedly an axew grave," she said, stressing the supposedly and arching her eyebrow at the stranger, wondering how he'd react. "but don't worry! if i'm right, and i usually always am, there won't be anything there."

she smiled confidently, ready to answer whatever question the man was no doubtedly going to throw her way. he had to be a little bit curious right. why a pokemon grave? why was it actually going to be empty?

heh. she loved being a detective.

MATIAS SILPH

keeping wailord for the funsies

anastasia likes to think of joey as a dumber, kinder version of her.

the flygon circles above her head and swoops down every once in a while to create a gust of wind heavy enough for ana to need to brace her arms out in front of her and try not to get carried away. he then whoops and cries out and flies back up and away, only to restart the cycle moments later. he's essentially tormenting her, but in a cute, flygon way.

it's a love language.

and thankfully, ana speaks it. she yells at him every time he comes down: "oh, go to hell you bastard what do you think you're doing stop it right now!" but honestly, she's laughing and out of breath by the second word, and she never quite means what she says.

it's a love language.

aha! that actually made sense. she was going too perpendicular instead of, well, scraping at it more. nancy was such a genius.

"you're so right," anasatasia said, not even turning to look at the man behind her (or really even processing his existence). "i hate how this thing keeps getting, stuck, though, you know -- i should've probably just gotten a smaller shovel, i can barely even--"

she spun around, mortified. she caught the man's eye and yelped out in surprise, running a quick circle so she was behind her rotom and a safe distance away from the man. nancy, ever the diplomat, had not bothered to alert ana of matias's presence and seemed to care very little that anastasia was using it for protection.

"i am an officer of the law! and whatever i'm doing here is fully sanctioned by the law," anastasia said, shouting out whatever she could at the top of her head. to her credit, the confidence in her voice was incredibly convincing...if only she wasn't hiding behind a pokemon with wide eyes and a guilty conscience. (if only she wasn't saying it at all, really.)

it was then that she noticed the man's outstretched hand, ready to grab the shovel.

"wait, you want to help?" she asked, after a second of contemplation. because sure it made sense that she was doing this totally nonsensical thing, but what on earth was another person doing here? and worse, why was he willing to help someone dig out a grave? she was suspicious of him at once and didn't quite grasp the irony of her suspicion. at least, not yet.

MATIAS SILPH

PURCHASING

welcome to the poké mart!

1X gachapon ticket (50 PD)

TOTAL

do come again!

50 PD

gacha time?

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anastasia didn't have much respect for the dead.

at the very least, the hand on the shovel, sweat on her brow, and vague mud stains on her stark white lab coat quite obviously pointed in that direction. she stood atop a grave, looking into her barely-made progress with much frustration and thinning patience. a small lump of dirt hard formed at her feet, with only a few inches of soil dug out.

yes, what she was doing was kind of illegal. but, frankly, there was something larger at stake.

she was trying to prove a point.

ana picked up the shovel again and lodged it into the ground, much further than any of her other attempts had taken her. she smiled, briefly proud, before she realized she was not able to pull it out.

oh, arceus.

she kicked the shovel and cursed at it, before glancing over at nancy, her rotom and personal asistant who was dutifully lighting up the surrounding area (and scaring away passersby). nancy blinked at her, offering to be neither her moral support nor moral compass.

"what am i doing wrong?" she asked the rotom, exasperated and almost ready to call her midnight adventure quits.

MATIAS SILPH