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
eggs lost at sea [m]
POSTED ON Apr 26, 2024 13:26:51 GMT
Fenelle starts wondering what Josh was typing, as the text message comes in again. Surprise is visible on der face, as dee hasn't kept up with the news completely - so a new champion, huh? (Dee should probably pick up watching the daily evening news again.) Immediately, der fingers would start typing a response,
Oh, congratulations, Josh! And that's both ... reassuring and worrying. I really hope it won't be anywhere nearby here ... yeah, it's really. Let's do our best so this all hasn't been in vain 😤😤
Dee glances at der pokémon while sending the messages - while actually cared for dearly, and stronger than they look like, there's no chance one braincell could survive against a Kyogre on a rampage.
However, the sea is calm for the moment, and Fenelle seems to relax, then worry again as Josh seems to notice something, commanding his other Feraligatr to search, if dee had to guess. The explanation comes in quickly.
Gotcha. I don't think I've seen anything like it while being out here- oh! But there's this other mass of flotsam a bit farther away, maybe it got caught in there?
Now that dee thinks about it, there's been quite some amoutn of flotsam around here. But then, der attention is caught by Fuecoco getting dangerously close to falling into the water in the wake of the Feraligatr, alarming Vanillite. Careful! dee signs quickly, as the Vanillite does another Ice Beam, now freezing bigger parts. However, this wouldn't be sustainable and Fenelle leans down from der seat on the Lapras. Come up here, enough swimming. Fuecoco refuses, however, hoping from one stirred ice float to another, seeming to regard this all as a game.
Josh Devlin
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