golden boy
cute
twenty-seven
september 23
slateport city
najwa
narcissist
who knows
let's come to terms- and embrace it. concur, admit, concede, and face it. i'm cute~
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kim cole-essam
As the statuesque visage of the Luxio crumbles, Kim watches, his lips downturned into a frown. Before he could even finish the joke, the Luxio sunk into itself, revealing an entranceway leading into the tomb.
Saddened by the statue not even questioning his riddle, Kim finds some semblance of relief when the gremlin to his side does, the councilman perking up slightly.
“Yea. Bophades Nuts.” He chuckles, moving forward as he whispers. “Gotteem”
The absolute buffoon, he fell for it. Kim only wished others could see how easily Kim was able to trick this baby creature as he had.
Amidst wiping the tears from his eyes from laughter, Kim spots the drawings on the wall, idly scanning either side of the antechamber as they moved through, eventually leading them- or rather Kim- into his theoretical doom.
The mirror the creature had presented was quickly denied. Kim composure unfaltering even under a situation as stressful as this.
He digs into his clothes, past the outerwear and into the more personal fabrics, pulling out a small rectangular hand mirror and wiping the surface free of accumulated dust- peering into it with a less than pleased expression.
“Dry lips, dry skin, dry everything. Eugh, I really wish I brought more moisturizer with me…” The man pokes and pulls at his face, flatting and creating temporary wrinkles as he did. “Na is gonna be some angry when I show her how I’ve been treating this face of hers.” As opposed to how upset she would be considering her significant other had been lost in the desert for at least a month.
Kim continued to look in the mirror, ignoring the pinching at his feet as a Gothoria released itself, scoffing at the vanity of her trainer as she levitated the two a bit higher. Kim’s attention turns from himself as a thought occurs.
“Oh right, we’ve been traveling together for a bit but I haven’t introduced myself, and at this point it’s kinda rude of me not to.”
The councilman nonchalantly tosses the mirror down, giving the Karrablast something to gnaw at other than him for a couple of seconds. As the Gothorita hovers him towards the left door, Kim crosses one leg over the other, enjoying the rest his feet had gotten while he could as he spoke.
“Councilman Kim Cole, it’s less than a pleasure to meet you under such unfavorable situations.”
Kim extends a hand towards the imp-like pokemon for a handshake.
Despite everything he had gone through, to skip a step as important as introduction is a sin Kim himself should never commit.
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