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Week 19.
WEEK 19 Despite the setback early Sunday morning, the physical trip to Solaceon Town is an easy one; it isn't a large distance from Hearthome City, though the town itself is so small it's a little blink-and-you'll-miss it. It's nice and temperate, though, with the ruins off to the east of the city and the houses of the townspeople nestled among the trees and fields; it's somewhat similar to Floaroma Town in feeling, and that's only amplified by the flowers near the daycare. The townspeople don't seem to know how they got there; they simply bloomed one day, bright patches of bright pink Gracideas along the fence. It's a reminder, perhaps, that you aren't alone, and your work isn't in vain. It seems the world is slowly starting to get back on its feet, too; it's a slow process, but there are changes you can see here and there, however slight. You have a lot of work ahead of you, but there's a lot that's behind you now, too; maybe it's just a matter of continuing to try. POKEMON AVAILABLE: WITHIN CITIES SUNDAY | MONDAY | TUESDAY | WEDNESDAY | THURSDAY | FRIDAY [OOC: Welcome to week nineteen of Azume; feel free to make as many top levels as you'd like and tag out to other characters! This post is for all of your interactions this week... at least until the weekend.] |
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[??? she's very proud of Arion really she is but the fuck is this
Duma, if anything, appreciates the outdoor voice! His entire self is stuck inside this fuckoff sturdy shell, this is the first conversation at a normal volume he's had since evolving.]
Yeah! I'm Duma! I'm a friend, too! I can't bite things to figure out if they're friends right now so I have to find better ways than that.
[Latona shoots a long-suffering, sympathetic look in the reasonable head's direction.]
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[gods help her, emmeryn, he's already a shithead and now he's twice the shithead
The less reasonable head seems to be pleased with that, at the very least. Duma seems like a cool friend, even if he can't see him.]
I AM NOT SURE IF THERE ARE BETTER WAYS. I CANNOT SEE, SO I HAVE TO GET AN IDEA IN OTHER WAYS! BUT YOU SEEM VERY COOL, FRIEND! I DO NOT HAVE A COOL NAME YET, BUT YOURS IS COOL, DUMA!
[if the reasonable head could see shit he'd be pleased with that, latona. good gods the second evolution cannot come sooner]
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[she understands. holy shit does she understand.
In the interim, Latona...slooowly backs off, since it seems like Duma has the situation under control (a sentiment she will never feel again), but she's ready to pounce as necessary. Duma continues having the time of his life.]
Thanks! My mom picked it out for me. [WITHOUT A HINT OF IRONY] Is it a problem if you can't see? Can I see for you? [He hops up and down in place a little, blithe to the way all two hundred fucking fifty pounds of him shakes the ground immediately around him.] I can see the things you can't see and you can bite the things I can't bite!
[great.
If Emmeryn could understand this conversation she might not look so charmed.]
They seem to be making such fabulous friends, though.
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[Travant says that while nodding confidently. If she gave him such a cool name, she must be super cool. That's his theory, and he's sticking to it.
...Arion is just kind of. Groaning audibly at this point, while those two talk. This may have been a mistake.]
I THINK THIS WILL WORK OUT PERFECTLY! I WILL BE VERY HAPPY TO BITE ANYTHING THAT STANDS IN YOUR WAY! HENCEFORTH, WE ARE...FRIENDS!
[...Honestly, Camilla would be in the same spot. But holy shit, this is actually cute???]
I'm quite surprised, really...maybe that's all the other head really needed, hm? Someone to call his friend. [Camilla chuckles a bit.] Looks like we may need to set up some playdates, Emmeryn!