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"an only child, wow! you must have been pretty lonely..." she commented. continuing on with the conversation, she'd add, "oh! actually, i got a pokemon on the way here!" bluebell responded joyfully. a hum in the middle of showing eliard the pokeball. she'd nuzzle the ball against her cheek. "two pokemon already, hehe." though, for a moment, she thought about eliard's response on being an only child. how lonely such a life it must've been. ceasing her nuzzle in the middle of thinking about such a lonely time. notes: hi. tag: FERNANDO SILPH

perhaps it was awful to assume, but bluebell took it as a sign that she was allowed to order anything. the moment she was given permission, she did not hold back. "i'll have a mocha cappuccino with a plate of dango's--mitarashi flavored--a Neapolitan pizza, with a side of fries don't forget the fries, a bowl of your finest spaghetti--hold the meat--followed by a plate of some of your finest desserts! i was thinking of going for a strawberry shortcake with some neopolitan ice cream on the side, and red bean sweet paste dumplings!" a large order indeed. she was a growing girl, with a big appetite, it was a mystery of how she kept the figure she possessed, "and if it's not too much to a-ask..." she hesitantly spoke, "...a salad would be nice if it's not too much." bluebell blushed. and as the woman finalized her order, she scurried off in complete shock. "so!" she ecstatically spoke up should eliard not have a comment or concern for what just occurred, "for such a short battle, i definitely have a long way to go before i can even think of earning the title 'champion' or challenging another gym leader," she chimed, "hoenn has been treating me quite well since i've arrived. the people are so kind and lively." admiring the restaurant the two sat within, she'd continue, "i'm actually from black city, which is in unova." looking down with an earnest manner, her expression ran from jovial to one of a sadden expression, "as you can tell i'm pretty new to the whole concept of being a trainer--" quickly she'd look up, "--not new as in a rookie or anything! i've done my fair share of studying, but i'm not like my older sisters." bluebell nervously chuckled. "do you have any siblings, eliard?" she asked. notes: hi. tag: FERNANDO SILPH

"i can't believe it's our first day here and we're already being treated to delicious food!" hands together, fingers entwined. bluebell's expression exhibited a look of joy. "i hope he doesn't think that this is a date; i'd hate to have to lead a man on unintentionally!" releasing her hands and slamming her palms against her face. she'd release a short scream, piplup mimicking her in the process, and said, "is this the curse of the montague women's bloodline?! no, no, no! i'm too young to get married!" shaking her head in the midst of daydreaming, she'd turn to piplup, whereas piplup to she, and continued, "maybe we should ditch him while we can! he won't mind, right--no, that's unladylike. mother would be furious..." though her father was no different if he knew she were out with a man. sucking it up. they weren't too far from the location they were set to meet. "well, there's no turning back now. the worst thing i could do is reject him, right? but what if he goes off the deep end and threatens to blow the restaurant up over me!?" the back of her left hand met with her forehead, ready to faint. bluebell was unsure as to how she should go about introducing herself--again--to a man she just met. "alright, piplup. it won't be easy with you present, so i'll toss you into your ball for now. if anything happens, i'll call you out!" and so piplup returned and had been placed on standby. as the female made her way into the restaurant, bluebell searched for eliard. only to find him casually sitting on his own, "eliard!" she softly called. casually making her way toward their table, she'd come to find her seat. "sorry to keep you waiting!" she chimed, "i can't thank you enough for the battle from early and for the meal, i'm definitely indebted for the hospitality!" though she wondered if they would be swinging toward his gym sometime later. aside from that, bluebell also wondered to what did she do to even earn such a treat. then again why ask when it's free? "i have so many questions about this region, the people, pokemon, and its trainers! this is a discussion i simply can't let go to waste!" bluebell merrily spoke. notes: hi. tag: FERNANDO SILPH

trading the last of spiral's affection and love for sunshine for this squirtle, ty.

"for now we're going to work on the physical aspect rather then the execution at this time. so with each clap i want you to jump and spin, jump and spin, jump and spin--don't forget to straighten your arms out!' she responded. it wasn't until a wailing cry was heard that she, and the pokemon with her, directed their gaze elsewhere. "did you hear that? let's go check it out!" venturing toward the wailing sound of a pokemon, she and her piplup would come to cross paths with a flaffy! "are you okay?!" the flaffy's leg seemed to have been injured. the wound was a nasty bruise, but she wasn't able to tell exactly what could've placed such a blunt force injury onto the flaffy's leg. "stay right there!" she exclaimed, piplup kneeling toward the flaffy's side to reassure it that everything was going to be fine. "alright, i got my bag!" bluebell shouted, having ran off for no more then a second to gather her belonging. "i should have some bandages in my backpack!" pulling out a first aid kit, she'd begin to perform first aid upon the wounded flaffy's leg. "it's not everyday you find a wounded pokemon," bluebell spoke, attempting to comfort the flaffy. "you'll be fine, don't worry." the flaffy was enamored with how kind the blue haired female had been, blushing out of sheer embarrassment with how dazzled she was with the kind woman's help. "your sheepskin is so flawless up close, m-may i..." bluebell, blushing, hesitated to ask, "...t-touch your coat?" the flaffy, in response, also blushed. hesitating to grant her permission flaffy, no longer hesitant, nodded. "s-so fluffy!" bluebell continually blushed, turning practically red in the face with how infatuated the flaffy's sheepskin made her. "i-i have to ask immediately! please flaffy," in the process of finishing the wrapping of flaffy's wound, she'd ask, "please allow me the chance to take you on our quest! you're beauty is practically what i'm looking for on our team! i-i'd understand if you were hesitant or totally didn't want to befriend a stranger like me, but flaffy..." clasping the palm of her hands together, she'd bow, "...i'm begging you!" notes: attempting to persuade the injured flaffy. tag: ---

was he ignoring her?! some gym leader he was. a pout was made out of spite toward the neglect on her deduction as to what sort of gym leader he'd been. but that was all said and forgiven the moment he began to educate her on quagsire's ability to absorb water, all while learning about raw power. "totally far out..." she replied in awe. dinner offered, she'd exclaim with glee, "no way!" the jovial expression she'd given, all while still holding her piplup as if he were a newborn. bluebell was ecstatic that shed been offered a meal, "i could so eat after that match, both piplup and i! along with getting him cleaned up!" as excited she may have been, she wanted to know more about this stone cold gym leader, "ah, by the way," twirling around with piplup in her arms, she'd lean forward with a kindred smile and spirit, "i'm bluebell montague, learn the name of the girl who's going to take your badge and become the next champion of this region; as well as the number one top coordinator!" standing straight back up, she'd nuzzle her sleeping piplup who slowly began to awaken, "and my number one partner, you've already met, piplup!" drowsy eyes and a heavy body, piplup arose to find itself awakening in the arms of bluebell. talking to the man she had just lost against. notes: free food? hell ye. tag: FERNANDO SILPH

was he not a water-type gym leader? well, onto the next guess! "i don't think it was unwinnable!" bluebell responded, "water had no effect on quagsire! and most of piplup's techniques are water-based aside from drill peck, bide, and mist. the only chance of winning i had was with drill peck, but there just wasn't a way for me to get quagsire to budge! so i thought a relentless assault from bubble beam would get it to do something." she pondered once more, "i thought it'd get tired being hit with water-based techniques and eventually make a move, which it did." if anything, bluebell wasn't aware, due to being unable to hear or, led alone, see the quagsire yawn. her vision was blocked and the noise from the whirlpool diverted her the two most important senses. "oh! ground-type?!" she exclaimed the next. notes: :I tag: FERNANDO SILPH