the torterra doesn't mind (rather, maybe he's just gotten used to how his trainer likes to pull him into these shenanigans). so she smiles brightly as she lifts herself onto the giant turtleback - with his assistance of course - before situating herself and making herself nice and comfortable. "thank you, love~" she chimes, immediately starting to instinctively nuzzle and nestle against his arm again. the torterra is big enough to hold the both of them, thankfully, and the tree growing on his back doesn't hinder them in the slightest. rather, it offers the perfect amount of shade. [break][break]

she's careful with the bag she brought over to carry their food - also carefully packed in containers so that nothing spills - and setting them down on the shell. the intention is to start unpacking, but she's left staring out at the distance, in slight awe, solely to appreciate the sight. give or take a few moments, a lightbulb goes off in her head, and she pulls out her phone then pulls out a pokeball to call out her vespiquen. [break][break]

"why don't we take a picture together? the view is beautiful up here~" she nudges at the man's arm, already leaning her head against his shoulder.

Dante Telos

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yes, poisoning is a bad idea. it's a horrible idea, mielle. don't do it. [break][break]

she doesn't need dante to tell her that it's best not to do it, but she agrees all the same by rubbing the back of her neck. but then she's stuck lowering her head, slightly, wondering what they could do to at least.. try and sate the pangoro. "maybe we can just.. try to set a mood instead? i can't exactly use my salazzle's poison, but maybe pheromones mixed with roses could work?" her frown soon turns, and she's tenting her fingers as they walk into the room of the two pangoro. [break][break]

"we can set up a date for the two of them to get to know one another~"

Dante Telos

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the sudden acts of affection always get her, and never fail to bring a rosy smile to her face. his lips are tender against her hand, and she returns this gesture by pulling herself over to give him a quick peck on his cheek in return, before turning back to their path. [break][break]

"lets go, then~. the line's moving, and i think we'll be able to hop on~" had she maintained the leafeon tail from the mission, it'd be swaying and waving in anticipation as they approach the boat docked to the side. and just as she said, they were able to climb into the boat sooner, with the line moving rather quickly.

Dante Telos

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her ears perk up when he puts on the preview, and a "yes, i recognize it" comes from her lips as she peeks from within his chest. "a classic, isn't it? i listened to it a lot when i was younger~" though she doesn't mind the upbeat music that's arise in this time and generation, she'll always find herself gravitating back to the older, slower and simply paced music. [break][break]

she reaches for the tablet on the table, taking a glance at its workings - ah, this place was rather high tech, wasn't it? laying the menu on the screen for them to pick and add, then have the food delivered. "how convenient~.." the woman hums, picking out the food, then ultimately added in the drinks. "and you said a cocktail shrimp, right?"

Dante Telos

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the poor pokemon, stuck under the rubble and the rocks. had she the pokemon to help with this, she would let them out - although she doesn't think her own fossil pokemon would be able to help (in fact, he'll probably cause more trouble, what with his upper body being that filled with.. electricity). [break][break]

she glances to the dragon who flaps his.. flippers? fins? she can't quite figure out what it's still supposed to be, but she nods her head nevertheless, and swims towards with hr own small, handheld light. there, she attempts to help the pokemon (though not without struggle, seeing as moving in water took more strength she found) before smiling under her mask. "ah! there they are~" she reaches her hand into the small space, hoping to pry the luvdisc and grab their attention "it doesn't look like they're hurt~"

Dante Telos

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with no time to waste, she follows and clings onto the dracovish who starts to sink to the ocean floor - grateful that she had already secured the headgear. it's her first time doing this, so she had to remind herself that she didn't need to hold her breath as they traversed the currents. [break][break]

"i didn't know that he could swim~" she muses in her helmet, her voice being transmitted through the communication device installed in their headgear. "we should be able to find the luvdisc without any problem like this~"

Dante Telos

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always one for sweet words (and it's a good thing, because she knows he's sincere). her response to the quick peck to her cheek is a soft chuckle as she holds the bags up, all for the sake of creating some precious sweets. "i'll be making dinner later tonight, but for now, we'll be making some honey pastries~" more specifically, with some fresh honey. [break][break]

"i was able to pick up some fresh honey from work, so these pastries are sure to please our higher ups~" they better, or her pride will take a blow. she walks further into the house, into the kitchen, and pulls out a piece of special equipment; a dessert pan in the shape of a honeycomb. [break][break]

"we're making an almond honeycomb cake~"

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recipe

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a valid concern, but not one mielle would dwell in for too long. [break][break]

when he leans back against the couch, she leans against him, instinctively. "i think it should be alright~" the smile reaches her eyes, and she starts to burrow the side of her face between his arm and his chest. she's as needy as a skitty. "push come to shove, we can call a taxi and go home? this place isn't too far of a walk, anyways~"

Dante Telos

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quick to take his hand, as always. a bright smile to her lips is a familiar sight, and she's quick to twine their fingers as her arm hooks around his. who can blame her if she wants to get close? [break][break]

"of course~" maybe she's a little too excited, maybe she's a bit too excited to go into the little love tunnel with him, but she'll take any alone time and monopolize it. she's clingy like that. "there isn't too much of a line, so it shouldn't take long to get on~"

Dante Telos

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"it would make the job easier, right?" she'd think as much, anyhow. though she doesn't quite understand the nuances nor the technicalities, it should.. in theory, work, shouldn't it? even though she feels a little bit bad about trying to force two pangoro together, it was for the greater good! or, in this case, it's for the sake of this breeding centre. [break][break]

plus.. there was only one way to find out, no? "i think it might work~" the woman's so confident "the worst that will happen is that the pangoro are... poi.. soned." [break][break]

then she stops in her tracks. [break][break]

... oh. Oh no.

Dante Telos

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he's gentle with her, holding her firmly, but taking care that she doesn't hurt herself when she lands onto her feet. "thank you~" she chimes. she pauses as her hand is held in his, but she ultimately presses her palm in return, fingers twining and a smile stretches across her lips. [break][break]

they arrive to the clearing, thankfully. she only has to take a glance out, but there doesn't seem to be.. any place where they could set up. taking a glance around, she hums, then quirks her lip. "mm.. the view is beautiful, but.." no place in particular sparked joy.[break][break]

"oh!" she brightens up, a smile to her lips as she pulls out a pokeball. "i have a great idea~" is all she says, before tossing the pokeball into the air for a torterra to stomp against the ground. "we can have a picnic on top of him~"

Dante Telos

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