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
a tapestry of turning tides
POSTED ON Oct 3, 2024 21:35:25 GMT
Fenelle really doesn't want to be here. And in a way, Fenelle isn't - Xuanyi is here. They were forced to attend this charity banquet by their parents, who of course also have donated quite an amount to the rebuilding efforts. Simply something that the De Laurierwylles do, as they are so good-natured and also so rooted in Sootopolis. Their estate itself is still partially in tatters, but it's looking better than most others still. And in a show of modesty, they all were clad in rather simple garb for tonight's gala.
Xuanyi wears a fairly simple pink dress as they make their way towards the grand hall with a sheepish look on their face. (It's taken ages for Fenelle to discard the burning hostility to fulfill this formal function. A necessary evil to keep their freedom in other areas.) They quickly greet freya morningstar with eyes cast downward in shyness, seemingly intimidated by the councilwoman's presence. There's a few words exchanged from their parents that they can only imagine, before being left to their own devices quick enough - their parents got connections to grease.
It's the first time, however, that they are not entirely alone. A good distance away from them, a tablet floats with a Porygon2 inside of it. Not one that Xuanyi (or Fenelle, for that matter) is overly familiar with, but it would technically provide an opportunity for conversation that usually has been missing for them at such occasions, unless the other knows sign language or is willing to put up with notebook and pencil. Still, the presence of the pokémon seems to make the pink-haired slightly uncomfortable, as it keeps a respectful distance away.
Immediately, they seek the quiet corners where they could observe the hall without being part of it, but not without stealing away a little pastry from the buffet. They regard it with curiosity - wondering perhaps, if that one bakery is still standing. They haven't had the time to check yet ...
A surprised, unpronunciated gasp escapes them as they accidentally bump into someone else on the sidelines in their contemplations - they manage to hold onto their pastry, gladly, preventing it from spilling onto the floor or the other's dress. Their expression immediately turns profoundly apologetic as they bow, before raising their head and realising they're in front of Eva Morales.
(Well, of course ollie morales would be here, too.)
It's a feat, truly that they manage to keep their role, but gladly Xuanyi isn't a role they play badly; the pinkette merely looks surprised, and even more apologetic. The Porygon2 tablet approaches a little bit, translating the clumsy one-handed signs (the pastry blocks one hand) diligently into speech, "I am so sorry! I wasn't looking where I'm going, I'm so sorry."
prompts: 2 - enjoy some of the food and drink from the buffet. - recall a memory specifically linked to sootopolis. if applicable, link the referenced thread.
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