Kieran liked being an exception with Calla, admittedly. She could be so icy and severe. So, it was nice to be an exception in that. Even if there had been times in the past when he benefited from her stoicism, there were just as many times when it stung (more so than he'd admitted at the time). He never wanted Calla to feel guilty being the way she was. He was simply sensitive and they were such complete opposites. Sometimes, they just got off on the wrong foot.

"Over-easy." He replied, though was otherwise focused on the scrape of his knife digging through buttery soft pancakes. There was very little that could steal his attention from food and nothing motivated him more successfully than the promise of sustenance (especially the tasty kind). In truth, he didn't mind so much the idea of cleaning. He wasn't necessarily messy, even if he didn't put much effort into cleaning.

In reality, he was more afraid of what they might find within those boxes. There were a lot of memories in there that they both would probably rather forget. He finished off his plate in no time and was steadily running out of excuses. "Okay, I guess we can start. I can turn on something goofy for background noise." He started for the living room to fumble through channels for a dumb classic movie.

calla roth

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"Sprout is such an adorable name!"
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Siv gave a very sophisticate nod at the hello, but her attempt to seem refined was somewhat ruined by the blep of her tongue and then almost slipping down through a gap in the planks. Kieran picked her up, put her around his neck so that she could securely settle into the boat. She was always far heavier than he anticipated by experience had allowed him to prepare for the additional weight. "I think that was her way of saying hello."
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Kieran watched as Wren paddled back towards the boat, shifting to the opposite side to act as a counter-weight as Wren pulled himself up. "Oh yeah, a twin sister actually. She's always been kind of my keeper so I usually expect her to nit-pick me a little." Now that he said it, he felt like it could be misconstrued. "Not that I dislike it, I kinda need it I guess." He laughed, a little lost in thought. Granted, he'd become less appreciative of his sister's nagging over time. Considering they were still the same age regardless of a few minutes difference.
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"Adventure awaits," He announced, looking ahead. Maybe he was a bit of nerd to be so easily thrilled by something so simple. Meanwhile, Siv regarded the eevee, tongue flicking out to dart at the vulpine's nose. "I think she likes her." There was really no telling with Siv, she kept her thoughts pretty secure.
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"Not really, more small rescues. I'm pretty new in the Slateport Rangers. Might help if I had more water-types, but Siv is a pretty good herder with her vines."


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+ wren rourke | m: corsola conservation

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