hopeless. [break][break]

".. you are absolutely hopeless~.." she mutters with a smile, lowering her gaze to him before taking one of his arms with both her hands, attempting to pull the large man back up onto his feet. it'd be easier with her garchomp, but she fears that the dragon would be a bit too big, and it'd be a bit too excessive. [break][break]

when he stands, she moves a bit to take a look around him "are you hurt anywhere?" she asks, more worried if anything "if you are, i can call for pearl to try and heal you."

Calix Nikolau

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if she could whine more. [break][break]

she only doesn't because she doesn't want to worry him more, especially since it.. has been quite a bit since she's last eaten. he's doubtlessly worried about her being so engrossed in her work, and she glances down at the pages of the recent design for a while longer as her arm is tugged for the third time. with a soft clank, she rests the pencil against the desk. [break][break]

"alright, alright.. i suppose i can take a short break." a small smile comes to her lips as slowly pulls herself from her chair, and the first thing she does is stretch her arms above her head, and twists her waist to hear a satisfying crack. ".. what did you make for dinner?~"

Calix Nikolau

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he says that she wasn't any trouble, and she know better than to believe him. with her track record of being.. significantly more chatty under the influence, she finds it difficult to take his words at face value (but when what other value would they have? maybe she's overthinking and doubting herself again, but she's learned that having faith in herself to begin with is a disaster waiting to happen). his time around, the bagon seems more content watching the little tyrunt show off his strength, and so ignores the other pokemon who harmlessly floats by. [break][break]

daphne is still unsure, pressing her lips together as she hums in discontent. "still.." her eyes narrow, and she lowers her gaze to the ground. then a hum escapes her ".. thank you very much, for keeping me company."

Calix Nikolau [break]
skipping

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ah, the juxtaposition. [break][break]

whereas she seemed more fatigued and drained by her pokemon's shenanigans, it looks like calix was enjoying himself quite a bit. though weak, she returns a smile for the sake of returning the sentiment. after all, it wasn't every day she was able to come out to this kind of event, was it? crowds and cheering isn't foreign to her, but it's nice knowing that these eyes aren't on her, and are on her pokemon (the less judgemental gazes on her, the better). [break][break]

she pauses at the edge of the ring, eyeing up at the man who holds a hand outstretched to her. there's hesitation as emerald eyes fixate upon him, and her fingers curl into her hand as her arm reaches out towards his open palm. one moment later, however, she takes a deep breath "i suppose so~.." a rosy, bashful blush stretches across her cheeks, and she allows herself to be pulled up. [break][break]

speaking of juxtaposition..[break][break]

the bagon lets out a proud laugh, with his hard head held up in the air. he's so proud that he doesn't.. seem to notice the arm thrust that was coming right at him, and the blue dragon pokemon's laughter quickly turns into a screech of panic and pain. he takes a deep breath after he picks himself up from the ground, taking in a deep breath after recovering ground to release a flamethrower. [break][break]

he forgot that the ring might be flammable. [break][break]

he'll deal with it when it happens (read as: when daphne sees him using fire and scolds him).

Calix Nikolau

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he looks like he's enjoying himself, and even daphne has to admit that his energy is contagious. it's a relief that he's here, especially knowing that she'd sooner struggle with raising her voice to begin with. she's never been great at public speaking; that's always been alex's forte, hasn't it? it's always been her brother's talent, and her other sisters' talents. truly, a black sheep amongst the white fleece. [break][break]

she's perfectly content with staying behind the table, out of sight, until she sees the man motion with his hand to beckon her over, onto the front of the stage. there's a pique of anxiety that pokes a pit into her stomach, but she takes a deep breath and moes away to watch what he was going to do next. of course, she can.. probably figure out what he was trying to do, seeing the choice of apricor--[break][break]

... oh. [break][break]

and like that, it clicks to her, and doubtlessly, probably to a few more in the crowd as they watched the man's display. the blonde moves slightly, with the intention to nudge the man's arm with her elbow to whisper "... are we turning this session into a pokeathlon?"

Calix Nikolau [break]
mission: how to train your dragon

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only he could make her come from her room and rest from a long day of work. [break][break]

though she still finds his presence slightly foreign - what with her inability to communicate with men - he always made her feel more.. comfortable? always at ease, warm, like he were a will-o-wisp that hovered by her, just for her, but thinking that is probably too selfish and greedy. she's content enough seeing the smile that greets her. she begins to turn away from the stairs--[break][break]

until she hears the thud that follows a bear-like man as he slipped down the stairs. [break][break]

and she, ever the victim, stands at the bottom, all at the mercy of a man as he ungracefully tumbles down. she knows she won't be able to catch him, but her instincts will damn well make her try - unsuccessfully, of course - following a yelp of "calix!"

Calix Nikolau

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a soft sigh escapes her lips. [break][break]

she can't say that he's wrong, because there's reason in the assumption. the little dragon wouldn't go down without a fight, even when he knows that he has the disadvantage. she also knows how rough the panda might get, and that's what worries her. whereas the fight was supposed to be banter for the two of them, the bagon was already rearing his head, as though getting ready for the hunt so fearsome. [break][break]

"he's certainly ready, that's for sure.." she mumbles softly, arms crossed as she watches the bagon tucks his head in, and takes the initiative with a glowing arm for dragon claw. [break][break]

"mmn.. i should have my blissey ready to heal the two of them, if they go too crazy."

Calix Nikolau

☉

typically, you'd find her sitting at her desk, busying herself with work and trying to find a brand new design. very rarely would anyone find her out and about at this time, especially when the night seems to fall so much earlier and the full moon can be seen far above the sky. she sighs, softly, as she tugs her scarf over her lips. it was just a little bit chilly after getting out of the car, but it was manageable. though it was somewhat later into the evening, she was more than wiling to come out. [break][break]

and only for him; not for anyone else. and just for him, she smiles slightly, because she's a bit excited to meet him today. she's quite excited to meet him tonight. [break][break]

so she makes haste to his home, arriving to the door shortly after. there's a brief pause as her hand clutches around the strap of her purse, but she forgoes it to raise her hand and ring the doorbell. [break][break]

now for the waiting game.

Calix Nikolau

☉

in another multiverse, she'd have watched her little dragon duke it out with the tyrunt there. [break][break]

she's grateful that he isn't, and he's actually being somewhat well behaved; though there's slight concern as she glances down at the dragon type that curiously watches the man set things up on the stage. as does daphne, especially since it's not supposed to involve any sort of.. violence. this time around. so when she hears him talk about.. how you would teach a child, she can't help but to tilt her head in subtle confusion. [break][break]

of course, she's never cared for a kid in her life (save for younger cousins and her little siblings, but there was never too much of an age gap). she takes the wire, and plugs it into the socket before turning the power strip on. [break][break]

in the meantime, there's a small crowd of trainers who stand at the bottom of the stage, looking to one another as they softly discuss and chatter. someone is brave enough to raise their hand in the crowd, and shout in response "you gotta let them battle to become stronger, and take care and teach them?" they ask, though their expression points to their subtle uncertainty and confusion.

Calix Nikolau [break]
mission: how to train your dragon

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it shouldn't be a difficult task, she thinks. [break][break]

though the occasional silence was interrupted by the sound of galloping horse riding in the distance, she pays it no mind. the larger, violet dragon holds an intimidating air about it, sending n instinctive, golden glare at the trainer and his smaller pokemon. he does little more than pensively glare until his attention turns to the small dragon pokemon. [break][break]

on the other hand, the large, pink fluff ball was smiling and waving her stubby arms to the quartet, letting out a chime as she waddled to the smaller pokemon, and tilts her body forwards in order to get a better look at it. it looks like those two were enjoying themselves, so she doesn't need to keep too much of an eye on them. [break][break]

"hopefully there shouldn't be any problems. the wooloo seem to be enjoying themselves.." she trails off, eyeing the strangely.. fluffy pokemon "have you ever seen them before?" she asks, idly. may as well try to make some conversation.

Asahiko Hakuryuu

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it's a simple job. [break][break]

take care of the sheep, make sure that no wolf dares to consume them. that's easy enough. what throws her off, however, is how damn.. fluffy those sheep are. it's hard to maintain your focus when they look like balls of clouds that roll around on the field, rather than walk (undoubtedly due to the volume o their fleece, and there's something endearing about watching them tumble around in the ranch). though with the sun beating down as it did, she's a little worried about getting a farmer's tan.[break][break]

it's quick to find that she's not the only one here, however, and it's a bit of a relief to see that she wasn't going to be watching these pokemon alone. and so, she approaches with the garchompp in tow, along with a blissey that waddles not too far behind her. with that, she chirps up.[break][break]

deep breaths, daphne. it will be okay. you're just trying to learn how to be a bit more sociable with people.. [break][break]

"good afternoon" she starts, and she struggles to maintain eye contact "i assume you are here to help guard the wooloo, as well?"

Asahiko Hakuryuu

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