Setting
Castelia is a sprawling seaside metropolis located in south central Unova. It is the heart of business and economy of the Unova region. Most of its city streets are crowded with different people rushing around, trying to get to work, home, or other places, creating a hustle and bustle scene for city life. You can find just about anything in this majestic city, including a primitive spaceport for off-world visitors. More notably however, Castelia has an entire building dedicated to teleportation based transportation, utilizing pokemon to allow people to instantly travel to and from the city from many places across the galaxy. (There is a building in Ridgecrest City on Terra with corresponding pokemon to teleport to and from, for instance.)
Castelia City
Castelia is a sprawling seaside metropolis located in south central Unova. You can find just about anything in this majestic city, including a spaceport and people dedicated to using their pokemon to teleport others between various major planets.
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Skyva June [97]
Sophie Annya Blackendale [96] I'LL KILL HER! I'LL KILL HER! I'LL KILL HER!
Liam the Cinccino [89] "This sword is my past. With it, I make my enemies feel my pain." (CORRUPTED)
Emiko Touko [73] "Sometimes things ARE black and white."
thornstrike [40] a soldier in a great war
Kalolo [38] The Outcast Platoon Leader
Vesna [38] Vesna, a female mawile that enjoys the human lifestyle
Sandra Pemwil [33] An Alola trainer out exploring the world
Allen Sheerwight [31] A trainer who thinks power rules all
Crimson Guild Member(s) [28] "To Help, to Explore, to Protect."
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Jennifer pulled on Arty's sleeve. "Hey, look, someone's actually using the spaceport...I dunno, though, they look kinda hostile. You'd better heal up Breloom, I'll secure the perimeter. C'mon, Castle." The Bastiodon offered up an energetic grunt as it jumped down from the counter with an audible thud before following its Trainer out through the sliding glass doors, towards another adventure.
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blaze looked around walking threw the streets of castelia holding a pokeball and thinking to herself while muttering out loud "what should i do now?...i know! ill go out in the forest and train then catch a new pokemon!" she jumps at the oportunity and runs to the forest
A small sleek vessel descended from the sky and touched down in the city. Kilum Vontaru rubbed his temples these excursions were keeping him busy and having just arrived after his negotiations with Avantia on Terra it seemed he wasn't going to be going home for very long before he was due to attend another meeting like this.
He walked down the ramp and looked around.
He walked down the ramp and looked around.
Ceana ran around her apartment, throwing away piles of fast food containers and stuffing away bags and clothes that had been laying out across the floor. A Slowking was waddling behind her at a slower pace, picking up what she would inevitably drop and making soft, calming noises to her. "I can't calm down, Radio! This place is an absolute mess and he's going to come over soon!" Radio tugged at her skirt and made some more soft noises, taking the trash from her hands and moving to put it in the trash can. Ceana blew some loose strands of hair out of her face and sprinted to the bedroom.
The apartment itself was fairly spacious, but there were few pieces of actual furniture. Almost the entirety of the bedroom was taken up by the sleeping Snorlax. Ceana scooted past him to toss the laundry in its basket, giving him a loving pat as she went back into the living room. She let out a soft sigh of relief to see her Ursaring and Pangoro curled up in the corner, fast asleep. She glanced into the kitchen briefly, checking that her Ninetales was keeping the Wigglytuff in check before taking a steadying breath.
If she was quick, maybe she could fix her hair and makeup before he arrived...
The apartment itself was fairly spacious, but there were few pieces of actual furniture. Almost the entirety of the bedroom was taken up by the sleeping Snorlax. Ceana scooted past him to toss the laundry in its basket, giving him a loving pat as she went back into the living room. She let out a soft sigh of relief to see her Ursaring and Pangoro curled up in the corner, fast asleep. She glanced into the kitchen briefly, checking that her Ninetales was keeping the Wigglytuff in check before taking a steadying breath.
If she was quick, maybe she could fix her hair and makeup before he arrived...
It was comically cute, the way he could hear his childhood friend's freakout from the other side of her apartment door. She hadn't changed much from what he could tell so far, which was more than reassuring to Miro. He hadn't seen the girl in....probably close to seven years? Or was it eight? Time seemed to have flown by after she 'retired'. Things went by too fast after his biggest competition decides to leave the circuit. Not that he didn't understand her reasons. But things went by at a slow, enjoyable pace when she was around, and no one else really sent his heart to pounding during a battle than Ceana ever had. Or around a campfire, or fishing, or traveling.
His Volcarona, Freya, floated gently beside him in the hall, flapping her wings lazily and nonchalantly, trilling very softly whenever he'd stroke her warm, golden wings. "Yes, girl, I know. I'm excited as well. It has been too long since we have seen our dear friend, hasn't it?" With a warm smile, Miro would eventually extend his hand and knock on the wooden door, ever so softly, the pokeball necklace around his throat jingling softly.
His Volcarona, Freya, floated gently beside him in the hall, flapping her wings lazily and nonchalantly, trilling very softly whenever he'd stroke her warm, golden wings. "Yes, girl, I know. I'm excited as well. It has been too long since we have seen our dear friend, hasn't it?" With a warm smile, Miro would eventually extend his hand and knock on the wooden door, ever so softly, the pokeball necklace around his throat jingling softly.
Ceana's heart skipped a beat as soon as she heard the knock. She ran into the bathroom, practically knocking over Radio as he waddled back into the living room. She jumped up and down, trying to make sure she wasn't too haphazard in appearance. She desperately pulled at her hair, managing to get most of the loose strands from her bun to look almost...intentional. She sighed and ran back to the front door and closing her eyes. She took a deep steadying breath as she unlocked and pulled the door open.
The first thing that struck her was the shape of his face. He'd matured so much in there time apart...but then she found his eyes. A smile lit up her face and she had to stop herself from tackling him in a tight hug. The stress and anxiety that had built up since they'd first started planning the meeting faded away in an instant. "Miro!" she practically cheered, throwing the door open a little too quickly. She winced at the loud noise and laughed nervously. Only a minute and already acting like a spazz...business as usual.
The first thing that struck her was the shape of his face. He'd matured so much in there time apart...but then she found his eyes. A smile lit up her face and she had to stop herself from tackling him in a tight hug. The stress and anxiety that had built up since they'd first started planning the meeting faded away in an instant. "Miro!" she practically cheered, throwing the door open a little too quickly. She winced at the loud noise and laughed nervously. Only a minute and already acting like a spazz...business as usual.
She might have been able to resist the temptation, but sadly, Kobah was never for one for not doing what he wanted, and after all this time, seeing the cute, shy, spastic girl he'd spent the better parts of his young life with for the first time in forever, he could not help himself. He embraced her in a heart stopping, emotion filled hug, taking in her new appearance as he did so.
She was so beautiful now, though she still had that sparkle in her eyes, the laughter and smiles that warmed him on many a cold night during their regional travels, and of course by the haphazard way she had tussed up her hair, she was still a ditz. It was so refreshing to see some things change, and others stay the same. Worming her way between the two of them however, Freya would do its best to airily nuzzle and snuggle up to Ceana, trilling and chirping happily, the golden flames dancing on its wings harmlessly in joy. "It is good to see you again, Ceana." He would say as their contact was broken by his affection fire bug, his voice now deepened by puberty and life, his slight smile never leaving his face.
She was so beautiful now, though she still had that sparkle in her eyes, the laughter and smiles that warmed him on many a cold night during their regional travels, and of course by the haphazard way she had tussed up her hair, she was still a ditz. It was so refreshing to see some things change, and others stay the same. Worming her way between the two of them however, Freya would do its best to airily nuzzle and snuggle up to Ceana, trilling and chirping happily, the golden flames dancing on its wings harmlessly in joy. "It is good to see you again, Ceana." He would say as their contact was broken by his affection fire bug, his voice now deepened by puberty and life, his slight smile never leaving his face.
Ceana paused for a brief moment, a wave of memory washing over her as she let out a soft, contented sigh. She squeezed him tightly, feeling like her heart was about to burst from her chest. She nuzzled into Freya almost instinctively before realizing the presence of the bug. She let out a soft squeeing noise and pulled back from her dear friend to pet the Volcarona gently. "And you! I'm so, so happy to see you again! Both of you, of course!"
She was about to start off some pre-prepared greeting she'd practiced a million times in front of her mirror...but small clawed pink hands wrapped around her waist and pulled her backwards, almost causing her to completely topple over. Radio waddled around her, still nudging her back slightly. He finally forced his way completely in front of her and looked expectantly up at Miro, pointing a single claw at his head. Ceana blushed lightly and sputtered slightly in a flustered manner, leaning onto the wall to keep from being pushed over.
She was about to start off some pre-prepared greeting she'd practiced a million times in front of her mirror...but small clawed pink hands wrapped around her waist and pulled her backwards, almost causing her to completely topple over. Radio waddled around her, still nudging her back slightly. He finally forced his way completely in front of her and looked expectantly up at Miro, pointing a single claw at his head. Ceana blushed lightly and sputtered slightly in a flustered manner, leaning onto the wall to keep from being pushed over.
With a chuckle and a soft word of "Oh, hello Radio." Kobah would reach into his pocket and pull out a small, delicately wrapped piece of candy, goldish-green in color before offering it to the Slowking. "Here, for the smartest little Poke' I have ever had the pleasure of knowing." He would then look about her apartment, at least from what he could see in the hallway. Freya was already inside, flitting about, inspecting each and every little thing softly with her pleasantly warm wings. For a brief second, he almost wanted to bring Hel out as well, but judging from the cramped conditions caused by a certain Snorlax, that would be a poor decision.
He hadn't brought much with him, he never did. He always traveled light, with as little necessities as possible. He was not raised on riches or luxuries, common or expensive, as his hometown was a backwater place, scenic and peaceful, and Kobah had missed it dearly in his travels. But that visit was over, and now he was here for Ceana, the beautiful, girl...no...woman right before his eyes. His small, handsome smile would only grow the slightest bit, but his heart would swell as he let out a content, breathless, almost pleasured sigh.
He hadn't brought much with him, he never did. He always traveled light, with as little necessities as possible. He was not raised on riches or luxuries, common or expensive, as his hometown was a backwater place, scenic and peaceful, and Kobah had missed it dearly in his travels. But that visit was over, and now he was here for Ceana, the beautiful, girl...no...woman right before his eyes. His small, handsome smile would only grow the slightest bit, but his heart would swell as he let out a content, breathless, almost pleasured sigh.
Radio made a soft noise of appreciation before scuttling back off to lay next to Soup. Ceana glared after him slightly before coughing and looking around. She grabbed one of Miro's sleeves and tugged him inside, letting the door close behind him. "Sorry, the place is sort of...um, filled. All my poke's decided to get big at once!" she said with a giggle. She pointed to the corner where the two large bears were curled into each other. "The Ursaring is Little Ben, not so little anymore, though. And that's his newest playmate, Pandemonium. She's been keeping me safe with my research, and, um..." Ceana blushed lightly again as she realized her hand was still gripped onto his sleeve. She laughed nervously and pulled it away, moving to fidget with her hands in her typical way.
"Whit's in the kitchen, c'mere, Whit!"
"Whit's in the kitchen, c'mere, Whit!"
"It is fine, Ceana. you never were one for being organized, no matter how hard you tried." He thought nothing of her touch, or her polite if eager herding. He himself was eager to be out of the hallway. He lost track of Freya for a moment, though that hardly bothered him. She was incredibly powerful this late into her life, and she could take care of anything that stood up to her. She was his pride and joy and his closest non-human friend...which in reality, put her at being his second or third closest friend period.
And now he himself was excited to see Whit. The last he had seen of her, she was a silver majestic beauty, and Kobah was guessing that, much like her master, time would only have matured that beauty into something marvelous. He brought pokeblocks for her as well, for all of them. Even though he'd never really seen the point of contest, they were a treat his pokemon loved, and he was a doting father at heart.
And now he himself was excited to see Whit. The last he had seen of her, she was a silver majestic beauty, and Kobah was guessing that, much like her master, time would only have matured that beauty into something marvelous. He brought pokeblocks for her as well, for all of them. Even though he'd never really seen the point of contest, they were a treat his pokemon loved, and he was a doting father at heart.
White Heat was quick to come to Ceana's call, a pink bloated ball picked up her mouth. "Ah! Candy, what did you get into?!" Whit placed the Wigglytuff seemingly covered in soy sauce at Ceana's feet, her demeanor as regal and precise as ever. Ceana crouched down and scooped Candy up in her arms, gently scolding her. "C'mon, you'll get it on the floor," she mumbled, biting her lip and motioning to Miro that she needed a moment. She ran off to the bathroom, mumbling to the cooing Candy all the while.
White Heat pushed a chair towards Miro ever so slightly with her paw before sitting on her haunches next to it. Her red eyes still burned with a fire, warm and wise. Her tails curled around her perfectly, creating a wall of fur behind her as she trilled a soft, happy greeting.
White Heat pushed a chair towards Miro ever so slightly with her paw before sitting on her haunches next to it. Her red eyes still burned with a fire, warm and wise. Her tails curled around her perfectly, creating a wall of fur behind her as she trilled a soft, happy greeting.
"I see that no matter what Pokemon you keep close, they always get into messes and trouble." He would take the seat, extending his hand out to scritch under the unique Ninetail's chin, smiling at the Poke's recognition and trilling. "And hello to you as well, Whit. I'd offer you a piece as well, but I'm sure you are much to prim and proper to accept silly, delicious pokemon candies." It was a joke of course, but he liked to tease Whit, much as he liked to tease her trainer. He would only sit for a moment before Kobah grew restless, and with a shrug, he would stand, leaving an unwrapped bluish gold edible on the chair, smelling much like a very dry, sweet blueberry.
Kobah would stretch. He would yawn. He would shake his head, slap his face in a 'pump up' manner.
Then he would sprint across the short living room, jump off of another piece of furniture, and bury himself in Soup's belly fat.
It was warm.
Kobah would stretch. He would yawn. He would shake his head, slap his face in a 'pump up' manner.
Then he would sprint across the short living room, jump off of another piece of furniture, and bury himself in Soup's belly fat.
It was warm.
Whit's eye would grow wider as she managed a slight pout toward Miro, giving a soft sighing huff as he left her with her treat. She took it in her mouth and went to lay with bears.
It took a little while to clean off Candy completely, especially as Ceana had managed to get some of the sauce on her own clothes. She made a frustrated noise and she shooed the cleaned Candy back into the living room. She wet a towel and scrubbed out the stains the best she could, biting her lip as she gave up and tossed the towel aside and returned to the living room.
"Miro?" she called, confused to not see him immediately. However, it only took a moment for a grin to spread across her face as she moved into the bedroom. "Of course. You couldn't resist!" she said with a giggle, tickling one of the deeply sleeping Soup's feet. He'd woken up recently, so he didn't respond, much to her disappointment. "I'm sure he's happy to see you, too."
It took a little while to clean off Candy completely, especially as Ceana had managed to get some of the sauce on her own clothes. She made a frustrated noise and she shooed the cleaned Candy back into the living room. She wet a towel and scrubbed out the stains the best she could, biting her lip as she gave up and tossed the towel aside and returned to the living room.
"Miro?" she called, confused to not see him immediately. However, it only took a moment for a grin to spread across her face as she moved into the bedroom. "Of course. You couldn't resist!" she said with a giggle, tickling one of the deeply sleeping Soup's feet. He'd woken up recently, so he didn't respond, much to her disappointment. "I'm sure he's happy to see you, too."
"He better be. I haven't had a bed as comfortable as him in a long time." He would cuddle more into the incredibly large Pokemon, closing his eyes with his hands behind his head. He wanted nothing more than to nap right now, but that would make him a very rude guest. "So whats the plan, Ceana? Dinner, movies, catching up stories? I've been dying to know what you've been up to these past few years." Looking about, Miro would reach into his pocket, producing a red and blue greatball marked with a large, purple 'H'.
"I've got someone else for you to meet, well a few of them actually. But last time you saw this little girl, she was a small, brown, fluffy thing." He'd release the locking mechanism, a short furred, lilac colored Espeon, who would murr softly before curling up with its owner, batting slow, disinterested eyes towards Ceana. Apparently, Hel did not recognize her.
"I've got someone else for you to meet, well a few of them actually. But last time you saw this little girl, she was a small, brown, fluffy thing." He'd release the locking mechanism, a short furred, lilac colored Espeon, who would murr softly before curling up with its owner, batting slow, disinterested eyes towards Ceana. Apparently, Hel did not recognize her.
Ceana smiled widely, clasping her hands together in excitement at the sight of the Espeon. "Ah, little one! You got big, too!" Her smile was dampened a little by the lack of recognition, but she shook it off. "Ah...she's beautiful, Miro." Ceana began to reach up a hand to her, but paused and thought better of it, letting it rest back on one of Soup's lower feet.
"Um...Well, I was hoping we could swing by Casteliacone for some ice cream then sit in the shade at one of the piers and talk. We have so much to catch up on and I want to hear how you've been doing." Radio peered up at Ceana curiously and began tugging at her skirt to get her attention. "Yes, yes, Radio. You can come on the walk, too," Ceana responded with a giggle. "Whit or Candy might want to get some fresh air as well..."
Ceana bit her lip and waved her hands. "Of course, that's only if that sounds alright to you, Miro! You're the guest!"
"Um...Well, I was hoping we could swing by Casteliacone for some ice cream then sit in the shade at one of the piers and talk. We have so much to catch up on and I want to hear how you've been doing." Radio peered up at Ceana curiously and began tugging at her skirt to get her attention. "Yes, yes, Radio. You can come on the walk, too," Ceana responded with a giggle. "Whit or Candy might want to get some fresh air as well..."
Ceana bit her lip and waved her hands. "Of course, that's only if that sounds alright to you, Miro! You're the guest!"
It sounded perfectly fine to Kobah. Though he didn't much care for sweets, it would be nice to explore the city again for the first time in...a rather long time. And near the piers, there would be plenty of room, enough to let all of his companions out for a breath of fresh air. "Sounds perfect. Let me know when you're ready to go." He patted Hel on the noggin and ushered her towards the bedroom door, calling for Freya as well.
If she gave him a questioning look, Kobah would merely laugh and shake his head. "Gonna give you time and space to change. You've got some soy sauce on your nice clothes there, Ceana." He would say, laughing as he closed the door behind him.
If she gave him a questioning look, Kobah would merely laugh and shake his head. "Gonna give you time and space to change. You've got some soy sauce on your nice clothes there, Ceana." He would say, laughing as he closed the door behind him.
Ceana smiled brightly and clapped her hands together. "Ah! Great! Don't worry, I kn-Wait..." She slowly tilted her head and furrowed her brow, only to turn bright red at the explanation. A vaguely panicked cry could be heard from the other side of the door as soon as it had closed, followed by "Radio, I don't need help with that!" and some muffled crashing noises.
In the living room, the pink ball of energy bounced over to Freya, making a happy squealing noise and fidgeting her ears in curiosity. She'd even leap up to look at Miro more closely before making a sound approximating Ceana's giggle and puffing herself up. She began to pantomime someone pacing back and forth, primping at her ears and batting eyelashes before she was cut off by a soft huff from White Heat.
In the living room, the pink ball of energy bounced over to Freya, making a happy squealing noise and fidgeting her ears in curiosity. She'd even leap up to look at Miro more closely before making a sound approximating Ceana's giggle and puffing herself up. She began to pantomime someone pacing back and forth, primping at her ears and batting eyelashes before she was cut off by a soft huff from White Heat.
"Yes, a very good impression...ah..." Miro could not recall the Wigglytuff's name. Had Ceana even told him it? He wanted to say he had heard it...did it start with a 'C'? "...You do very well at capturing Ceana's more adorable, ditsy features." Reaching into his pockets, he'd offer another block to the fairy type, this one pink and incredibly sweet, with a bit of salt. Like a salted caramel toffee in flavor. Brushing off his hands afterwards, he'd return both Freya and Hel to their respective portable homes, taking his seat back next to Whit, scritching her behind the ears if she would allow.
Part of Kobah wished that Ceana had heard what he had said, the other half grew embarrassed and fidgety on the inside. Which confused him. He had never felt this way around anyone else before. Well, a few of the gym leaders he had battled way back when, sure, especially one of the Hoenn's elite four's member. But around his old friend? No. This was off-putting, but he would do his best to hide it. With a yawn, he would resume waiting, thumbing another one of his Pokeballs, this one marked with a sickly green 'L'.
Part of Kobah wished that Ceana had heard what he had said, the other half grew embarrassed and fidgety on the inside. Which confused him. He had never felt this way around anyone else before. Well, a few of the gym leaders he had battled way back when, sure, especially one of the Hoenn's elite four's member. But around his old friend? No. This was off-putting, but he would do his best to hide it. With a yawn, he would resume waiting, thumbing another one of his Pokeballs, this one marked with a sickly green 'L'.
Candy squealed out in delight, deciding she absolutely adored this new person. She shoved the block in her mouth and bounced after Miro happily, twitching her long ears around to listen to everything carefully. Whit placed her head in Miro's lap at his return and closed her eyes, trilling a soft noise of contentment.
Ceana spun a few times as she looked herself over. "I don't know, Radio..." she mumbled quietly. Her other outfit had been carefully layered and coordinated, and Radio's choice of clothing -- while much more practical for taking a stroll on a hot summer's day -- was not quite as "cutesy" as she typically tried for.
Radio simply waved off her comment and pushed her towards the door. When she opened her mouth to protest, he opened it and simply went towards the front door expectantly.
Ceana bit her lip, but emerged from the bedroom as well, tugging at the shorter skirt to make sure it was as far down her hips as possible. "I'm, um, ready to go, Miro!" she exclaimed with excitement. "Coming with us, Candy?" she questioned, greeted almost immediately by a happy squeal from the pink ball.
Ceana spun a few times as she looked herself over. "I don't know, Radio..." she mumbled quietly. Her other outfit had been carefully layered and coordinated, and Radio's choice of clothing -- while much more practical for taking a stroll on a hot summer's day -- was not quite as "cutesy" as she typically tried for.
Radio simply waved off her comment and pushed her towards the door. When she opened her mouth to protest, he opened it and simply went towards the front door expectantly.
Ceana bit her lip, but emerged from the bedroom as well, tugging at the shorter skirt to make sure it was as far down her hips as possible. "I'm, um, ready to go, Miro!" she exclaimed with excitement. "Coming with us, Candy?" she questioned, greeted almost immediately by a happy squeal from the pink ball.
"G-good." Miro managed to sputter out, almost biting his own lip. The only thought that went though his head was concerning the loveliness and length of those legs. Standing up, he would nervously continue to thumb the release on the ultraball strapped to his belt. Each of his pokeballs was located in its own location so that he'd never mix them up when reaching for one in battle. He was eager to show her all his new friends as well, and even more eager to get outside of the cramped apartment. The body heat from all of her large, furry partners made is especially toasty for a summer day.
"You look very nice. I wish I had dressed up a little more." He would compliment her, rubbing the back of his head as he held the front door open for her, patting Radio on the head as he passed him by. "How many of your little ones are coming with us?" A quick change of topic. Had to have one. If it wasn't for his cold blood and his naturally subtle nature, Kobah knew he would be blushing like crazy.
Okay. Seriously.
Them legs.
"You look very nice. I wish I had dressed up a little more." He would compliment her, rubbing the back of his head as he held the front door open for her, patting Radio on the head as he passed him by. "How many of your little ones are coming with us?" A quick change of topic. Had to have one. If it wasn't for his cold blood and his naturally subtle nature, Kobah knew he would be blushing like crazy.
Okay. Seriously.
Them legs.
Ceana giggled and tugged at the straps of her top a little self consciously. "Don't be silly! You look fine as you are! Besides, my actual nice outfit needs to be washed now...Let's see, since half are hibernating..." Ceana released her shirt and instead fidgeted with her hands nervously and looked to White Heat for a moment. "Coming, Whit? You and Candy can share a cone," she called back into the room.
White Heat seemed to think for a while before standing and gracefully trotting out the door after them, moving to keep next to Candy like a loyal nanny. Radio was already halfway down to hall to the elevator, scuttling as fast as his nubby legs would carry him.
Ceana waited for Miro to exit the apartment before she locked up, humming a little tune to herself. "Alright! Let's head to Mode Street, then!" she practically cheered. Then, as if they were young teenagers off on a journey again, she grabbed his hand and began pulling him down the hallway after her Pokemon. "To Casteliacone!"
White Heat seemed to think for a while before standing and gracefully trotting out the door after them, moving to keep next to Candy like a loyal nanny. Radio was already halfway down to hall to the elevator, scuttling as fast as his nubby legs would carry him.
Ceana waited for Miro to exit the apartment before she locked up, humming a little tune to herself. "Alright! Let's head to Mode Street, then!" she practically cheered. Then, as if they were young teenagers off on a journey again, she grabbed his hand and began pulling him down the hallway after her Pokemon. "To Casteliacone!"
With a gulp and a nervous laugh, Kobah would be pulled along, rather thankful that something was taking his eyes and mind off of staring at her. Now, he was focused on not tripping over his own feet as he was shoe-horned down the hallway. "I have someone I especially want you to meet when we get outside. I would've shown you him sooner but there was no room inside your apartment."
Was she leading him towards the stairs or the elevator? It was hard to say at this point, though honestly, the hand holding was nice. Once, he even gave it a reaffirming squeeze. This was not a dream, and that was...wonderful. It was good to be whole again. Not having her in his life for so long had created a void. Maybe...maybe she'd come back to battling. They could travel together again. Everything would be marvelous once more but...
No. Kobah knew that wouldn't happen...
Was she leading him towards the stairs or the elevator? It was hard to say at this point, though honestly, the hand holding was nice. Once, he even gave it a reaffirming squeeze. This was not a dream, and that was...wonderful. It was good to be whole again. Not having her in his life for so long had created a void. Maybe...maybe she'd come back to battling. They could travel together again. Everything would be marvelous once more but...
No. Kobah knew that wouldn't happen...
Ceana smiled and gave a quick nod. "Ah! I can't wait to meet them! All of your pokemon. It's been a while since I've known your team...and you know what my mom used to say. Understanding one another's pokemon is the closest humans can ever getting to know one another's hearts." Her pace slowed the slightest bit as she spoke, but her expression hadn't changed when she pulled him around the corner to the elevator.
Radio held the doors open and tipped his Shellder crown to them, happily playing operator for them. She blushed lightly when he squeezed her hand and she pulled him inside, a little cramped with Whit's tails taking up almost half the elevator on their own... Radio pressed the first floor button and the doors closed.
Ceana hummed along softly with the music until she realized she was still holding onto his hand again. She didn't want to break the contact, honestly, and maybe Miro didn't mind either? She finally squeezed his hand back lightly. Besides, she'd simply be pulling him along again once they'd reached the first floor.
Radio held the doors open and tipped his Shellder crown to them, happily playing operator for them. She blushed lightly when he squeezed her hand and she pulled him inside, a little cramped with Whit's tails taking up almost half the elevator on their own... Radio pressed the first floor button and the doors closed.
Ceana hummed along softly with the music until she realized she was still holding onto his hand again. She didn't want to break the contact, honestly, and maybe Miro didn't mind either? She finally squeezed his hand back lightly. Besides, she'd simply be pulling him along again once they'd reached the first floor.
"True enough. Though I don't know what my team says about me then. Most of my pokemon are strong, incredibly tough, isolated or loners by nature, and reclusive. Some are even just flat out violent or mischievous." With a calming, almost beguiling smirk, Kobah would continue. "I like to think of myself as kind and thoughtful, without a shred of malice or discontent." Another smirk, repressing the urge to blush once more.
She squeezed back. It was nice. The elevator was stuffy and cramped, but it was nice. He wanted it to last longer than he knew it was going to. He would brush his thumb against hers, looking down at his feet.
Counting the floors.
This was wonderful...he wished he could stay forever. But he wasn't a homebody, nor was he the kind to stay in one place. Why couldn't she just come with him? Even if it wasn't safe for her, he could protect her, couldn't he?
She squeezed back. It was nice. The elevator was stuffy and cramped, but it was nice. He wanted it to last longer than he knew it was going to. He would brush his thumb against hers, looking down at his feet.
Counting the floors.
This was wonderful...he wished he could stay forever. But he wasn't a homebody, nor was he the kind to stay in one place. Why couldn't she just come with him? Even if it wasn't safe for her, he could protect her, couldn't he?