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Mauville

Tori: "Do I know you...?"

-To Lance- "She's resting right now"

Mauville Hotel

-Said Latias has buried herself under a pile of blankets, a pillow covering her head-

Juniper: <Ice cream... You taste so good, why do you make me feel bad?>

With Tori again

Strom: <Told her not to eat so much>

Mauville

-Lance sweatdrops-

Windlance:I can...go check on her...hehe...

-He walks to said room.-

Sylph:<Uhm...it's me...Sylph...>

-She blushes.-

<Guess you don't recognize a not-very-cute Mismagius....>

Mauville

"Oh, Sylph? I had no idea!"

-Tori grins-

"Congratulations! When did you evolve?

Mauville

Sylph:<Uhm...a week or two ago...>

-She pulls her "hat" down and blushes cutely.-

<Yeah...>

-The others wave.-

Mauville Hotel

-Juniper may hear a knocking...on the window.-

Laverre Hotel

Fuego: ... <ok...>

-he cautiously grabs a box of puzzle pieces, looking upwards now and then for any rogue yarn balls-

-he is not looking for rouge yarn balls, but may appreciate a replacement for his current beat-up red yarn-

<So, uh... puzzle?>

Laverre Hotel

Celeste: <Okay.>

-speaking of rogue yarn balls, the orange ball that was rolling toward Forte has been pounced on by Electro, who is currently chasing it around-

Mauvile

-Tori waves back to the other 'elementals'-

Tori: "Sorry I missed it!"

-She tries to give Sylph a hug-

Mauvile Hotel

<Nyurg...>

-Juniper doesn't seem inclined to move at the moment, but Windlance might get a psychic impression of a sweet-induced stomach ache-

Mauville

Sylph:<It's...fine.>

-She huggles a Tori.-

Mauville Hotel

-There is a window opening, and a shimmer, and the Latias gets a pokepoke.-

Windlance:Uhm...Junper...? I heard...you weren't feeling well...

Mauville

Tori: "You make a cute Mismagius Sylph"

-She turns to the others-

"So I guess that means everyone's all evolved then, that's really cool!"

Mauville Hotel

-Juniper pulls her head out and looks at Lance for a moment, before flopping her head on the pillow again-

<Not really...>

edited 1st Feb '15 7:10:29 PM by BlitzTrain

Slateport City

Valorie's head lolled to one side, a certain curiosity shimmering in her eyes. "I don't remember reading anything about that... What's it like?" she asked, eagerly.

Mauville

Sylph:<I...do...?>-she blushes.-

Efreet:<I'd still need a Magmarizer...somehow...>

Gnome:<I'm...not quite a Dugtrio lass...>

Undine:<I still need a Dragon Scale...might need to talk with Kiyo...>

Mauville Hotel

-Lance frowns and sit on the bed.-

Windlance:Sorry to hear that...

-He gently patpets Juniper.-

Slateport — Past

Zephyr: Kinda boring, really. I'm glad I left the place.

Slateport

Valorie blinked several times, just sort of processing the response. She seemed subtly disappointed. "...So, if I can understand you—This must be telepathy, right?" she mused aloud. "This is so cool! I always wondered what the dragons of legend were like~" she went on to remark. It was difficult to keep this one disappointed for long, it seemed.

Slateport — Past

-Zephyr smirks-

Zephyr: Oh, no, this isn't telepathy. ~This is telepathy.~

edited 1st Feb '15 7:35:21 PM by Eskay64

Mauvile

-Tori sweatdrops-

"Oh... Guess I got a little over-excited..."

-Strom snickers-

Mauvile Hotel

Juniper: <Tori says I'll be fine after some rest>

Mauville

-Sylph giggles.-

Sylph:<It's alright~!>

-Huggles~-

Hotel

-Lance keeps patpetting.-

Lance:Well...I could keep you company at least...

-He too pillowflops.-

Mauville

-Has come across some Unovan expats watching the Golden Saucer in a bar-

The Golden Saucer? I mean my parents watched it sometimes but I didn't really care much about it.

Muddy: <I think Vanilluxe mentioned it once, said everyone in Driftveil was glued to their television sets. I wonder how he's doing right now, I keep on missing him in the Dream World...>

Iccirus City

Vanilluxe: <Isn't winter wonderful!>

Musashi the Samurott♂: -Is not quite as impressed- <If you say so...>

Audilith the Gigalith♀: <Let him have his fun, it's not like we've gotten any chances to go with Tagg anywhere lately.>

Musashi: <We even missed out on Orre, though I guess Muddy's group had more of a stake.>

Audilith: <I do remember Cobalt mentioning the other night that they ran into Meddler in Hoenn and our son fully evolved.>

Musashi: <I see, good to hear that Benny's doing okay. Was Gamer with her?>

Audilith: <Not to my knowledge. Do you think they'll run into Jane again?>

Musashi: <No idea, guess we'll hear one way or another once Muddy and the others say they've reached Lavaridge.>

Mauvile

Tori: "Thanks"

-She smiles at the ghosty-

"So, I guess Jason must have moved up here too? Haven't had any freaky ancestor problems lately I hope?"

Mauvil Hotel

Juniper: <You don't have to...>

-She closes her eyes as she's pet and pat. And soon dozes off-

Mauville

'''Sylph:<Actually...Jason went somewhere with Lady Belinda. Me and the others are keeping Mr. Lance company til he gets back!>

-She adjusts her hat cutely.-

Hotel

-Lance pulls the sheets over the two of them and snuggles a Latias buddy.-

Windlance:-shimmers briefly...and deceides to try and extend the human illusion to both of them.-Night...Juni...

-He is soon out and cuddling.-

Slateport

Valorie seemed to consider this for a moment. "...So you just speak English?" she asked, puzzled by this development. "They didn't mention that in my reading either." she mused aloud, falling silent as she began to debate the next of her infinite questions.

Mauville

Tori: "He did? That sounds like fun! How is it keeping an eye one someone like Lance? Does he fit in okay?"

-She taps the brim of Sylph's hat-

"Finding it weird to have a hat all the time?"

Mauville

Undine:<Well enough..he's like...a very curious foreigner, I suppose.>

Sylph:<It's different...but I kinda like it!> :3

Hotel

-If Juniper decides she cannot sleep...yeah...cuddles are happening...and Lance has bent the illusion into Latios print pajamas for himself at least.-

edited 1st Feb '15 8:10:24 PM by Skyzerk

Slateport — Past

Zephyr: Most Latii don't have this.

-She pulls up her pant leg, showing the armband keeping her in her human form.-

Zephyr: Recognize these, or no?

Slateport, Cafe

A familiar face sits on the deck of a rather pricey looking seaside cafe, blowing the steam off his coffee before patting the head of the lethargic Lucario curled by his feet. He checks the time on his watch, before bringing out a writing pad and scribbling down some notes. He takes cursory glance upwards as three figures approach him; one female, one male and one Aegislash.

The female is dressed in splendor. She wears a deep cobalt silk baju kurung with true golden embroidery and a matching tudong with diamond drop charms and a brooch stylized in the shape of a Jasmine flower. Underneath the visor of her tudong is a platinum diadem encrusted with diamond and sapphire stones. A gold pair of round framed glasses sit gracefully on her nose, behind them a pair of sharp dark eyes that shine like the back of a beetle's carapace. She oozes regality from every pore, despite the pertaining scowl and dour stare that currently paints her pretty, porcelain-esque face.

The fellow is a heavy built, tall fellow clad in black with sunglasses and an earpiece. Obviously a bodyguard of sorts, considering the rather affluent appearance of the woman by his side. He is very astute, constantly scanning the immediate looking for any possibly thing that may be out of order.

The Aegislash is an Aegislash, though it is not the typical Kalosian variant of the Pokemon. For one, the blade is not a (European) styled broadsword; but a wavier, more asymmetrical blade . The shield is also much different from the usual trappings of an Aegislash shield.

The three approach towards the seated figure, who flashes them a warm smile. Though the cold gaze of the woman approaching him sends an uneasy chill down his spine.

Lawrence: Ah, as-salāmu ʻalaykum Mahsuri! It's a pleasure to see you again after these few years~

The woman mumbles wa ʿalaykum as-salām back at Lawrence as she pulls out a chair and sits down, not breaking her glare in Lawrence's direction as she drums the tips of her fingers together. Mahsuri's rather impersonal response to Lawrence's friendly welcome causes the taller man to gulp in response.

Mahsuri: {Turning to her bodyguard} Ishak dear?

Ishak: Yes'sum?

Mahsuri: Would you leave the vicinity for a short while? I need some time to talk to Sulieman here    alone   .

Lawrence breaks a sweat and emits a high pitched sound of distress as the bodyguard bows and begins walking back.

Ishak: As you wish, your majesty.

As Ishak the bodyguard leaves immediate vicinity {Though not the cafe proper}, leaving the two somewhat alone for the moment. Lawrence regains his stature somewhat as he begins to engage conversation with the somewhat intimidating woman who sits across from him. The nervousness in his voice is evident.

Lawrence: M-Mahsuri, we are outside of the masjid. You can refer to me by Lawrence, if you don't mind?

Mahsuri: {Bluntly and somewhat bitterly} Negative. I shall refer to you how I see fit and that is the end. Agreed?

Lawrence shrinks in his seat and makes another small gulping noise.

Lawrence: Mahsuri... I know it's been a few years, but we've been over this, right? Our relationship didn't work out as we thought it would, but I would still like to remain friends if-

Mahsuri suddenly grabs Lawrence by the collar of his shirt and drags him over the table

Mahsuri:    YOU DUMPED ME FOR SOME SWAMP FLOOZY, KELDAI!   

Lawrence frowns as he pulls away from her grasp.

Lawrence: Hey, you're one to talk. From what I remember, [Selangor] is pretty marshy too swamp princess.

Mahsuri's reaction is as follows, before she turns her head away from Lawrence and grumbles in defeat.

Mahsuri: Regardless What did you call me here for, anyway? It better be worth my time. Brengsek

Lawrence shoots Mahsuri an unamused glance, before sighing and looking over his notepad.

Lawrence: You are aware of the various ruins that dot the Hoenn region. Right Mahsuri?

Mahsuri faces Lawrence with a pout, and reluctantly answers his question.

Mahsuri: Hmm? Oh, yes. Like the Sky Pillar, Scorched Slab and whatnot though I would be hard pressed to call the latter a "ruin". But what has that got to do with anything?

Lawrence brings out some sort of Archeological Newsletter about all the new discoveries in Hoenn. Of course, the newsletter is in Kalosian.

Lawrence: I was thinking we could do a little digging ourselves into the newfound history of the region. You know, like old times?

Lawrence flashes a small smile at Mahsuri, whose expression starts to soften as she gives Lawrence a slightly hopeful glance. Though it's quickly replaced by the previous pout of frustration as she folds her arms and looks away with a hmph.

Mahsuri: Suleiman, I am a respected architect by trade. Unless there is a hypostyle hall to examine or a hidden courtyard with columns to sketch. The answer is no. I have better things to do with my time that re-live those exciting... dangerous... fun... heart pounding... adventures that we used to have in the past..

Mahsuri goes bright red as she trails off. Lawrence leans his cheek on an inclosed fist as he gives a Mahsuri a cheeky grin.

Mahsuri: {Pouting and glaring} What!?

Lawrence: Oh nothing, I just didn't expect Tengku Mahsuri to lose all her sense of adventure over the last few years.

Lawrence peers over Mahsuri's shoulder with a sly smile.

Lawrence: Though I see your sense of rebellion hasn't left you due to the lack of a female bodygua-

Mahsuri leaps from her seat and places a finger on Lawrence's lips.

Mahsuri: Atatatatatata no. We were not here. This conversation never happened.    GOT IT?   

Lawrence nods with a sheepish grin.

Lawrence: Of course! Of course! Mon Dieu. My lips are sealed~

Mahsuri: They better be...

Mahsuri flops back down on her chair with her arms cross and her cheeks still flushed red. She glares back at Lawrence, but has a look of defeat about her.

Mahsuri: Okay, you got me. Loathe as I am to admit it. I crave the days of being in harms way. Palace life and office work is woefully boring and safe...

Lawrence: So that's a yes?

Mahsuri mutters her response with defeated ire.

Mahsuri: ...Ya. Brengsek.

Lawrence: Bon! I'll call up Frantz and-

Mahsuri: Waitwaitwait, Frantz? You can't be serious.

Lawrence: -Raising an Eyebrow- I'm dead serious. Frantz is sharp, one of the best surveyors I know, and he's always a blast to hang out with. Plus we need someone who knows the oceans better than the back of his own hand.

Mahsuri: Or better than a bottle of steeped rum in his case.

Lawrence: Now, now. No need to be snide about others lifestyle choices.

Mahsuri: What does Frantz do these days anyway, pray tell?

Lawrence: Runs a harbour inn/bar around these parts after he retired from surveying, apparently.

Mahsuri: ...Knowing Frantz, I am not surprised. Not one bit. Nope.

Lawrence gets up with a smile, the lazy Lucario by his feet follows after.

Lawrence: Nice to see that you want to get back together again. I missed having adventures on the side.

Mahsuri's eyes widen slightly.

Mahsuri: Really?

Lawrence: Just to clarify, I don't think I used the best choice of words to structure that sentence..

Mahsuri: ...Oh.

Lawrence bows before walking away, but stops for a moment.

Lawrence: I'll inform you when we can get a meeting with Frantz. Until then, adieu~

And with that, he and his Lucario leave the premises.

Her bodyguard moves from his previous position over to her table and takes up the seat where Lawrence previously sat. Not that Mahsuri noticed since she was too busy digging her face into her palms while her Aegislash thoughtfully strokes her shoulder with one of his arm tassles.

Aegislash: <There there.>

Ishak: Mahsuri? Your majesty?

Mahsuri looks up from her hands, her pale face now flushed completely red.

Mahsuri: What?

Ishak: ...You are still fond of him, aren't you?

Mahsuri does the collar grabbing thing again.

Mahsuri:    OF COURSE I AM    I mean- URGH.

Mahsuri applies her forehead directly to the table.

Mahsuri: Can we just go back to the hotel suite now?

Ishak: -Shrugging- As you wish.

The three remaining folk then leave

edited 2nd Feb '15 6:42:04 AM by PippingFool

Mauville

-Tori smiles at the ghost-

Tori: "Good! I never really got into hats"

-To Undine- "I suppose they are. Juniper doesn't quite seem to get 'privacy' when it comes to mindreading yet..."

Mauville Hotel

-Juniper seems to stay asleep... Mostly-

~...Comfy...~

"...Zzzz..."

edited 1st Feb '15 8:34:50 PM by BlitzTrain