vape pen? disgusting. she'd toss it back his way. "nice job battling while also distracted. is that how you always fight?" she asked the male. her attention examined the lake that the water-types had sprouted from nearby. staring at her reflection. "you're a weird trainer. i haven't met someone as weird as you; well, excluding a former associate i knew who went by the name of 'light'." crouching down to get closer to her reflection, she'd turn her head toward the vaper.

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"i'm curious, but..." eyes narrowed, "...are you a virgin?" she inquired. though, she probably should be more specific about what she means by 'virgin'. for now, she was curious to see how he'd interpret her question. then again, on second thought, "let me rephrase, did you just start out as a trainer?"
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tag: Rikiya Oshiro
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notes: skipping, just making idol conversation to be honest.

he had no idea which was with. "of course i know which is which!" she didn't, but he didn't need to know that. but if he wanted to, he could definitely test her. "do you still go off based on their personality or their colored collars?" and wasn't alpha the cheerful one? she couldn't remember but, again, he didn't need to know that.

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to learn that he was a mightyena took her by surprise. a light gasp of shock had been given. "no way, you've actually gotten stronger." how surprising; she didn't expect kyle to have matured so fast. she was definitely slacking. "if the council's sending you then it can't be helped, but if things get sticky you need to run as far and fast." just because he was sent on a dangerous mission, it didn't entail that he had to die. there was no shame in running.

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"are you planning to take the champion seat since talia stepped down?" she asked. "doesn't it make you angry that she chose to do this while the commissioner is still being held captive?"

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party:
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tag: kyle lopez
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notes: don't go rescue that trick ass whore DAHLIA.

ongbird wasn't sure as to what the first step was. but, if she recalled, it involved preheating the oven and cutting some strawberries. "okay, so, we need to preheat the oven first i believe to 450 degrees; then..." looking for the strawberries only to see them by marcel, she'd point, "...we chop these delectable fruits up and next..."

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that's it. she was at a lost. "let's check the cookbook! i'll get to chopping!" her mouth was secretly watering with the desire to eat some cake. especially if it's strawberry shortcake. she could nearly devour a whole cake herself. "it's been awhile since i had the chance to eat sweets. my mouth is secretly craving to devour the finished product." hopefully it came out right. knife in hand, she began to work.

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party:
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tag: marcel maeda
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notes: let's begin the hunt for success!

mpression wasn't what worried her. she was more or so concerned of rocket making, yet, another assault sometime soon. there were people she did not wish to see hurt ever again. people being kyle, cait, stormy, and alex. they were enemies, but they were still considered people who were she deemed to be very close with. "you better take care of kyle," she stated. a light tint of pink broadened her cheeks.

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"i heard you're all sending him, as well as a few others, on a dangerous job. and i think i know what that job is..." eyes once lowered pierced into the cerulean slits of her brother, "the commissioner." the rescue mission was bound to happen. she just didn't expect it to involve kyle. "if he dies the recently dethroned champion will have hell on her shoulder. how could she leave in dahlia's absence? what is she thinking? why isn't up in arms about dahlia's disappearance?!" it infuriated her that the champion could step down at this time and leave the league high and try. but why? she didn't fight for them. to abandon her duties, it just didn't make sense. "...are you going?" she asked.
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mission: lovely kiss [ hh ]
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party: ---
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tag: FERNANDO SILPH
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notes: hi!

it's good that they were well. it made her less worried then needed. now to address the ludicrous response, "you're aware that without the champion the league will be seen as defenseless. we do not--" a hand was placed around the mouth. did she say 'we'? "...i mean, the league, are defenseless. the gym leaders aren't enough, and they're the vanguard of this region." how could he say such a thing? being champion was more then just a sport.

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"being champion is more then just a sport, big brother. there's weight behind such a title. the same as there is weight behind your name!" her hand was held outward toward fernando, continuing, "to leave this region without a champion is foolish. i understand we don't have an obligation to worry over something that could be seen as trivial by some. but isn't that basically telling rocket that the league is weakened?"

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mission: lovely kiss [ hh ]
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party: ---
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tag: FERNANDO SILPH
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notes: hi!

he trailed pass a bidoof. searching carefully high and low for the brown ball of fur. she wasn't sure how to locate the eevee, but, soon enough, she would either find it today or give up and search for tomorrow. her team needed to grow, she had work to do. and with the power level she possessed at this time? there was no way she'd be able to defeat fernando or silas, and she can forget about being crowned champion if she couldn't defeat one who was closest to the tile and another who ran team rocket.

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party:
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tag: @---
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notes: let's begin the hunt.

he stared. "this isn't exactly something i'd consider to be hard, but..." she blushed, her hues shifting to the side. "this isn't exactly something i have experience in." she had people to do this for her. cooking was something foreign to her. what were they to even bake to begin with? an apron around her. she stood with a look that lacked confidence but shown one of embarrassment.

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"a-as long as we follow the cookbook, this should be simple. it's no different from an infiltration or pokemon battling, right? we just have to treat this like a pokemon contest!" a tightened fist showed her resolve. she was going to conquer this difficult task one way or another. "but, if i may ask, what exactly are we baking?"

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party:
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tag: marcel maeda
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notes: let's begin the hunt for success!

harming as always. "how have the others been? are they fairing well?" she inquired. awaiting for her response, she contemplated on how he was fairing himself. but did she need to ask? it's fernando. the man escaped death numerous of times. if anything, he was the league's greatest weapon. had he been the one to defect? one could only imagine the chaos.

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"also, i heard of talia's denouncement of being champion." and the position was opened, "do you plan to take on the role as their new guardian of the region?" evelyn asked with curiosity. he had the skills. "they need a guardian, fernando."


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mission: lovely kiss [ hh ]
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party: ---
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tag: FERNANDO SILPH
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notes: hi!

ow cruel. but he was a man after all. he was no different from her brother. little did songbird know, fernando utilized her through emotional manipulation; whereas, silas, could use physical force if he so desired. hopefully such things would not come down to it. "you are the leader after all. such a callous response was to be expected, and i understand." a trivial question, it was a test. he expected her to grant him undying loyalty--no, he wanted her to worship him.

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songbird worshiped no man.

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a hidden hand at her side tightened the grip around her pokeball. she pulled herself together upon exuding hidden anger, it wasn't the right time. "you can be quite the scary man sometimes, sir." she commented, "you almost remind me of another who can be just the same. i hope you two never come to meet, for who knows what could happen. losing you would devastating to team rocket and losing him..." could devastate her. she'd decide to not finish her sentence, and thus readied her pokemon.

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"i suppose we should get this show on the road, sir." placing the pokeball upon her lap. she'd await on his command, should he have nothing else to say.

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party:
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tag: SILAS BLACKWELL
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notes: i hate you, silas! i hate you!

nd you look properly well-kept." impressive. she had no idea her brother possessed such style; there was only one individual who could ready him for anything. though, that's just mere speculation. perhaps he developed a taste in fashion. nonetheless, she wasn't here to discuss the matter of who clothed him. she was simply here for a reunion. it was sometime since they last saw each other, and she made sure to choose a secluded location that not many would expect to see fernando within. she was safe, and his name was clear.

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"our name is a bad luck charm," she chuckled, "we take the craziest of risks, just as long as the end justifies the means. danger is attached to this name." a random conversation starter, she'd add, "i learned how to survive, how to fight, and how to protect myself. all from my big, older brother. have you ever wondered if that would come to bite you back in the butt?" she playfully asked, a chuckle following. her body would come to position itself firm and straight, placing her back upon the chair and one leg over the other.


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party: ---
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tag: FERNANDO SILPH
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notes: hi!

omance was beyond her. settling down to have children, becoming shackled by the word "family". it was but a prison in her eyes. "nothing, i was wondering nothing." and to answer his question earlier, "i was just thinking of your question from earlier. if you were to ask for my hand in marriage..." her gaze remained forward upon taking her seat, "...i don't think i could accept."

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her head remained forward, but her eyes shifted toward the direction which silas sat. "i'd like to hold onto what little freedom i have left. you're my boss, i'm a subordinate. and..." she'd paused. her eyes shifted forward and only to become narrow, "...i'm a the sister of a few league officials. why would you wish to marry someone who has blood ties to your enemy?" she asked with curiosity. was he doing this just to get a response from her and test her loyalty? no, whether she agreed to such a whimsical request or not would make little sense and serve no purpose.

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she possessed no romantic feelings toward nor disdain either. either way, she was merely to her to play a role and marriage was not one of them. "besides, a girl such as myself who has committed acts in the name of league does not deserve happiness. considering what we're about to do..." emerald hues set upon the groom, "...i don't believe god is willing to forgive me anymore."

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party:
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tag: SILAS BLACKWELL
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notes: i hate you, silas! i hate you!