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- Age : 35
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- Post n°326
OoC)) Skip, Shadow is just waiting on what Alirah is deciding.
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- Post n°327
Laverre City l Afternoon l (72)
Alirah gave a genuine, content smile at the Eevee’s antics as he zoomed around the room at supersonic speed on a high from the sugary delights he munched during her conversation with their visitor.
She hopped to her feet and excused herself before bounding after Conan, playfully pouncing at him with every intention of missing so that she could get up and keep chasing him. She laughed as she did so, rolling dramatically across the floor and exclaiming “Darn it! Speed demon!” as her chest heaved. Her small but agile body let her bounce from table to chair and shelf as to make the game more interesting until she inevitably found her legs weak.
She panted hard— physical exertion was something she’d always had issues with, and even more so in the epidemic. Spending so much time safely cooped up in the boutique had decayed whatever stamina she’d built up.
“I’m alright dear, I just need a break,” she assured, despite her shaky legs practically crumpling underneath her.
She looked back to Shadow, a weak but playful smile on her face. “I’m glad you’re here. I’m not so confident in my ability alone to keep this kiddos safe.” Alirah confessed. “I think you might be a blessing in disguise, Shadow.”
She hopped back to her feet and began nuzzling through the spoils. One by one she picked out something reminiscent of a recipe her dear lady used to make— the sweet young trainer lost so long ago. The mere idea of something similar to meals from those days gone was enough to both remind Alirah what crushing grief and pure joy felt like.
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- Post n°328
Even though Alirah had tried to have fun with him. His hyperness has gotten so much that he just was running all over the place. Conan ran and ran and ran until he runs right into the clothes and not long after that, his hyperness finally clammed. He was tired. Not long after that he fell asleep in the clothes. The eevee found comfort.
OoC)) Short post and putting Conan on Idle
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- Post n°329
Laverre Boutique || Afternoon || Plant 93
Plant was completely overwhelmed. Words like good and back did not register to him as he physically felt the word sweet throughout his being. Candy was not for him, at least not now in this state of being. Taking an awkward step back from the bag he placed a trembling hand upon his maw, desperate to hold back the seemingly endless stream of saliva. Feeling utterly cramped with his own skin the child crept out from their shelter for fresh air. A light, tapping breeze brushed him, a normally welcome feeling uncomfortable when realizing he was inside. Turning his head with a disquieting swiftness his ginger eyes locked on the dashing Eeveelutions. Bolting about the room they whipped up the slightly gusts of air to accompany their light laughs and sounds of joy. Something inside him yearned to join, to play chase and run after them, but his quivering body would not move from the spot.
Even if he had wanted to play, he would not get the chance as the game ended all too soon. With stumbling steps Conan made it back to him, but his tired eyes saw nothing as he collapsed into the nest of clothing. Was this the power of candy? The Eevee did not move, sacking out in the same position he had fallen as Plant gingerly stepped around him. He was put to sleep despite the roaring storm? Without Conan there was no one to keep his thoughts away from Shadow, no one to share his plight. Plant considered going back in his shelter, but between the bag of candy that remained there and the perpetual quiet it would not have the same effect. His heart rate increased, faster than it had from the introduction of candy. What was he to do..? Letting his gaze fall upon Alirah he pleaded at her with his eyes for something, anything, but his cries were silent thus basically nonexistent.
Wringing his wrists uncomfortably the Snivy felt a deep longing for his missing companion. The loss was more prevalent than it had been in hours, and quickly threatened to choke him out, but Plant had no tears left to cry. His hands ached, the action having rubbed his scales raw over the course of the day. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out his Rubix cube and started to fidget with the toy as he made slow, awkward, heavy steps toward Alirah. It'll be okay, he told himself, you're safe. Spinning the colors all which ways he found the motion calming, and by the time he made it the Umbreon he could speak once again. Yet he struggled to find his voice, and without taking his eyes from the toy only managed to mumble, "I-is it time to cook?"
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- Post n°330
Certainly the eevee was hyper and this is what Shadow was concerned about. Sugary things like that kind of candy was not good for certain pokemon. “I think you might be a blessing in disguise, Shadow.” Blessing wasn't a word for him. A lot of other pokemon called him a cursed being. A darkness made real all because he sought getting stronger. Yet the humans that took him and his family in not as captured but a part of nature in Agate had seen him as a good Pokemon. Maybe Alirah is right. His train of thought was interrupted by a nervous voice. "I-is it time to cook?" Is Plant still scared of him? The poor kid must not like charizards and guessing that something must of happened for him to not like them. Not that he would pressure him because its not wise to do that but he would like to know and earn Plant's trust.
Shadow answers Plant. "You're more than welcome to help out if you want. Just listen to what Alirah would need you to do." As he just finished, a loud crash of thunder echoes throughout the sky and shakes the windows in the boutique. First things first though, if Alirah was planning on cooking the noodles she was wanting to cook then they would need water. As much as the use of rain water would work, it might have some dirt in it that might make the food unusable. The Charizard looked out the window again to see a tree branch just break off from the tree and land just a foot away from the tree. Hail was hitting the ground still. "Never seen anything like this in the desert. Though we do get rain every now and then, its nothing like this. Alirah, you really do mean it do you? Thank you." The eevee though, he wondered if the kid's asleep for a nap and if so, he's lucky to not have heard the thunder.