fen (mille)
dee/dem/der, they/them
twenty-one
march 9th
mossdeep city
aroace
office worker (cracker)
grunt
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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Fenelle Miller
power sources
POSTED ON Aug 28, 2024 19:42:09 GMT
[attr="class","emapkmn"][attr="class","emapkmn"][attr="class","emapkmn"][attr="class","emapkmn"][attr="class","emapkmn"] Fenelle lets the explanation sink in a bit, being quiet and unresponsive for a few moments as dee pointedly looks away, staring into the distant flickering of electricity. A world that is so alive and dead ... oh, der mind is wandering again. But eventually, dee would nod carefully, having engraved the words into der mind to still ponder. "I just hope that not all of them prove to be as fragile ... or maybe they are. And we'll never know if we're ... the bubble blower." There's gotta be something to being the Origin Point.
And in der mind, the only world worth saving.
The idea of traversing Ultra Space, not simply taking short cuts like with the portals and rifts they do now, is thrilling. Fenelle nods, eager to explore the vessel that could actually traverse these unexplored areas - allowing perhaps to see if the bubble theory holds up. "Let's."
Metagross pings Lulu, asking for permission to establish a psychic link so it could fill out what it finds with its Psychic powers, used now as echolocation in a way. There's dark corners that Fenelle only carefully lights up with a torch, looking at everything with an analytic gaze ... is there something, something interesting ... ...
The room behind the half-torn door is more clearly lit, but it's still the same sparks of electricity that they find elsewhere as well. "Is there a Xurkitree ahead, or is this ..." Dee pauses in der signing, straining to see as Metagross is very careful with any psychic shenanigans, in case it draws attention to them by accident.
Lulu Flint [newclass=".emapkmn"]height:40px;width:40px;background:#2b2b2b;border-radius:100%;margin:0 5px;[/newclass]
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