nodding, he takes a final bite of his nanab, holding it by the stem.

“my knowledge on its nature and personally is lacking when it comes to the bond you two had, so i’m forced to assume what you stated is fact.”

he huffs lightly.

“i’ll keep an eye out for any remnants of it. if it isn’t dead i hope it’s hiding itself away and that no one stumbles on it.” before he does at the very least.

“how’d you even end up in their hands in the first place?”

a slew of guesses rise to the front of his mind, once pushed away as if inquiring in the going ons of the council was now an afterthought to his own self appointed duties. but when kim sees a friend in the sort of state that fernando is in, those afterthoughts are tossed aside; as if previous rulings were no longer present.

FERNANDO SILPH

as silence once again sets within the room, a telepathic message is shared between himself and the hoopa, sending it away before kim bit into the nanab and leaned back, contemplating; his free hand clipping the bridge of his nose with his index and thumb.

“i only hope it’s dead.” he admits in a nasally tone before looking back down to the silph.

“knowing the dubious shit you can do with that thing without even trying boggles the mind with possibilities when it’s in the hands of someone who’s more destructive and uncomposed as you.”

fingers soon idle to his temple, elbow leaning into the armrest.

“two questions: do you have a contingency plan in case it does pop up in the wrong hands? and in between the torture and eye gouging did you overhear anything that could be used to our advantage?”

while it might be a step too far into the realm of possibilities, kim assumes the best of fernando; knowing that even when straits may seem dire his eyes always look forward.

FERNANDO SILPH

“-nd we’re here. congratulations you just teleported. clap clap clap, snap snap snap, whoohoo, lets get to business.” his hands snapped and clapped in cue with him speaking the actions, kim himself turning on a heel and walking into the town of fallarbor.

the kirla’s eyes glow a light green, the pokemon bowing her head once more before teleporting off as quickly as she arrived.

“how new are you to the whole league thing? have you got any training whatsoever or was it all just book learning up to this point.”

kim waves for him to follow as he walks, the man moving with direction towards a swarm of grouped townsfolk; their mumbles all melding with one another with not one being discernible from the other.

@huxley // mission

with a rapping at his door, kim gently vaulted from his lean, pulling on the knob and steping out before closing the door behind him, coming face to face with the man and smiling.

“huxley, right? kim cole-essam, night to meet ya.”

he extends a hand- waiting a couple milliseconds for him to intercept before moving on.

“while i would love to go over the whole shabang with you: flash cards, pop quiz, blah blah blah, we have work to do.”

waving him over, kim stops a few steps into the middle of the hall, a kirlia teleporting in place beside him before bowing its head to huxley.

“ever teleported before? you look like the type of guy who hasn’t. don’t worry i’ll get you used to it.”

offering a hand to the man, kim waits a couple seconds for him to take it before speaking once more, even if he decided not to.

“don’t hold your breath, don’t move too much, make sure your footing is stable, look me directly in the eyes, a-”

@huxley // mission

the revelations forces him silent, kim’s mouth drawing a thin line as amber eyes lock onto fernando’s own before drawing in on the hoopa at his side. the mystic gave him a glace back before the pudding safely landed on its tongue.

“so does this mean that tapu fini is in rockets hands?”

he leans forward arms resting on his knees.

FERNANDO SILPH

amber eyes look to Katherine Fairburne , starting at her for a no less than three seconds before he rolls them to the back of his head, turning his attention to fernando as he begins to speak.

he chooses not to further spur though he is in every right to do so. he chooses mot to speak on how dahlia's action was the incorrect thing to do in the current setting. he chooses not to comment on how leaving people out of the know for dramatic effect or whatever the intention was was also incorrect. he chooses instead to silently nod, for it is no longer his job to meander over blurred lines.

“understandable.”

he states plainly.

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ღ sheeeeeesh

he winces, if not at the smattering of conversations that are passed back and forth, but at the open hand slap that made metaphorical contact with senon’s face.

“sheesh.” he says after taking the final bite of his pretzel, wiping his fingers with a supplied napkin soon after.

“so i guess that means you’re free tonight, sen-city? maybe we can whip out a cheese plate with some crackers to celebrate less responsibly?”

he speaks as Sénon Game passes, the man’s only words in parting being, “it's been a pleasure.”

“he’ll get back to me.”

kim insinuates before turning his attention to dahlia.

“that was a bold move, miss dahlia goode , don’t you think? we’re on the cusps of life altering events and tensions are high, and you think it's the right decision to handicap an already failing sector within the league?”

how cowardly of others to simply tuck their tails and show sympathy rather than speak out against something as trivial as what had just happened. and for gabe, a councilman whose job it is to steer the commissioner in the appropriate direction, to be the progenitor of cope was inexcusable.

“now i understand excusing him from the room and giving him a warning, but to outright remove him from his position without going through the proper steps of speaking with your councilmen is a step i believe to be too far.”

hands set onto the table, resting atop each other as his face remained placid, voice calm though firm as his onslaught of words were delivered.

“you’re stressed, theres a lot on your mind, and everything that happens will somehow fall onto your shoulders in the end- if i were in your shoes holding this altogether would be insurmountable- but you have a duty not to make decisions based on impulse. you are the highest power at this table; and if your power is so easily corrupted, what makes you different from the forces that have been at our throat for years?”

he pauses for a moment yet his eyes remain on dahlia, only altering their quarry to make contact with FERNANDO SILPH , GABRIEL BLACK , and Elinor Anderson as he makes mention of them as a whole.

“you are welcome to stand by your decision. but i implore you to properly talk this out with your trusted advisors before you set it in stone.”

he settles back into his seat without another word, awaiting the need to speak his mind once more when needed.

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ღ lol

his face contorts into a confused smile, a non-verbal “huh?” given with his expression alone.

“huh?” he echoes after the muscles in his face relax.

“oh my god, you and stormy really are related. both of you are so masochistic it literally charges your battery when you go through assault and battery.”

an open palm awaits as hoopa brings kim an overripe banana, the mythic popping the top on a fruit gelatin cup before holding the snack over its open mouth, waiting for the solid to fall onto its tongue.

meanwhile, kim slowly peels the banana, speaking to fernando as he does.

“but on the real, what do you mean by that?”

FERNANDO SILPH