isolatedblithe

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i dont think i ever posted the screenie im usin for veles’ main bio page n thats a damn crime bc?? look at her. look at my beautiful daughter. look.

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                                                Travel makes one modest.                               You see what a tiny place you occupy in the world

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if u think muscular girls are ugly you have

1. bad taste

2. bad eyesight 

3. my fist coming directly for your asshole bc that’s where your head is

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                      sticks and stones                       may break my bones,

                                                                 but words will make me hurt you.

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rebornregionace‌:

Oh, look! A face from long ago! Yes, Thorn may be a small thing, only coming up to Sawyer’s hip, but she too was Big Gay! She may not be human like Veles was, but perhaps they could bond over their mutual love of girls.

<Girls are pretty great, aren’t they?>, Thorn wrote.

         “They are!! Their smiles, their laughs, the way they walk, the way they talk--anything a girl wears looks so good, and--!!” In her excitement the nervous stutter seemed nonexistent, replaced by a vitality rarely shown verbally and flushed cheeks. “Aggghhh, women are just--I love them! I love everything about ‘em! Butch girls, feminine girls, anywhere in between and neither, I just--��

         All of Veles’ breath left her in a rush and she offered up a sheepish smile, rubbing at the back of her neck, “sorry, I, uhm, I didn’t mean to get loud like that.”

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         “...y’know, I think, uhm...I think girls are pretty great...”

         Apath says the first step to making friends is finding common ground--does being hopelessly in love with women count as something to bond over? Could friendships, in fact, be forged over being Big Gay(tm)? Veles sure hopes so.

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a concept: apath....putting make up on veles to make her all matchy matchy w/ boss. nice silver glittery eyeshadow n metallic iceblue lipstick. silver toned blush across her cheekbones. aaaa =v= <3

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         “W--Wait!! Uhm, you, stop! Wait a minute, you, uhm, you dropped--you dropped something!” A wallet was clasped in her hands, face flushed from her brief sprint to catch up to them, immediately holding it out. “It, uhm, it fell out a lil’ ways back, and, uhm, I, uhm...”

         In light of words most certainly not being her friends Veles promptly fell silent. If not for Boss floating close by to offer moral support it’s likely she would’ve already chucked the wallet at the other’s face and hauled ass away. Alas, he was there, and she couldn’t very well let the Klinklang down by being a coward now.

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                                              I aim to be lionhearted,                                               but my hands still s h a k e                                        and my voice isn’t quite loud enough.

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ultra--champion‌: 

Oh, Arceus above, the jingle made even Lola jump a little. Mad Bird-mon was, in Lola’s mind, infamous for how obnoxiously loud its theme song is.

Lola’s startlement quickly turned into amusement, though, at the sight of the other’s confusion being visible as day. She barely suppressed a chuckle, not wanting the other to feel even more embarrassment, gently plucking the smartphone from Veles’ hand and simply pressing the phone’s home button. Then the game closed just like that, and Lola handed it back to the other woman with a reassuring smile.

“Do not worry,” she’d softly begin, not the slightest hint of annoyance so much as crossing her face. “I myself had to face quite the learning-curve when I received my first phone~”

Lola took hold of one of Veles’ hands, placing the phone down on the other’s open palm, before taking the other and placing it over the phone, Lola’s hand still resting on Veles’.

“My name is Lola. Lola Abraham. I would be quite happy to teach you how to use it~”

         As quickly as her panic set in, it ebbed away, watching with rapt attention as Lola backed out of the game. Looks like the little circle button at the bottom was how she could close things! Good to know, Veles would have an easier time navigating things. “Oh--ah, it’s, uhm, it’s not my phone.” A sheepish enough confession, lids lowered and her gaze averted, her blush coming back full force. “I didn’t, uhm, didn’t steal it or anything. My friend, they, uhm, they handed it to me and...where did they go?”

         Craning her head to look this way and that Veles found herself frowning. Unbeknownst to her, Apath knew good and well she wouldn’t be able to resist playing with their phone, they were banking on it for that matter. Off to get her one of her own and put it on their plan while she familiarized herself with theirs as practice. Still, Lola’s hands touching hers brought about a moment of tension, gaze flicking back to other and awkwardly withdrawing.

          She didn’t mind the familiarity behind the gesture, nor the gentleness. But for one wholly unused to being touched by much of anyone, save for the sparse few friends she’d made, it brought a sense of unease. Not quite discomfort but it wasn’t exactly something she enjoyed either.

         “I’m, uhm...my name’s, uhm, my name’s--” A pause, a deep breath, avoiding eye contact. “Veles. Veles Petrushenkov. Uhm, if you’re still willing to, uhm, teach me how to use it even if it isn’t mine, I’d, uhm...I’d appreciate it. I don’t wanna accidentally, uhm, break their phone...”

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ultra--champion‌:

“Hmm~?”

It wasn’t exactly every day that Lola was approached like this. In this day and age, it wasn’t very common to find someone who didn’t at least have a basic understanding of how smartphones worked. Nonetheless did Lola turn to face the stranger with a charming, perhaps rather oblivious-looking smile.

She leaned over the other’s shoulder to take a look at said ‘button’ the other was curious about. And, really, she had to give a giggle, putting a hand to her lips as she did.

“That there is the Kricket-Tune Store!” Lola would pleasantly chime, hardly perturbed at the stranger’s painful lack of knowledge regarding phone apps. Or, perhaps, phones in general. “It can be used to purchase various pieces of music to enjoy whenever and wherever~!”

         “...the button is...a store?” Veles’ voice was incredulous, suspended with disbelief. How in the world does a store fit in a button? Much less inside a phone? Her features scrunched up with displeasure and disdain all in one--nope, she didn’t get it, not one bit. Humming low under her breath as her expression returned to one of curiosity, she resumed dragging her fingertip across the screen, looking at more of the apps available to her to snoop through. 

          “I, uhm...hm. I don’t, uhm, I don’t understand any of this.”

          She paused at another brightly colored little square, blinking owlishly before tapping it, only to be met with a game startup jingle so loud she near dropped the phone and had to fumble to catch it. “Oh--oh no, oh dear, uhm, how do I--how do I make it, uhm, stop doing that--oh Arceus help me--” 

          In a brief moment of panic, Veles abruptly thrust the phone towards the other, face pleading and flushed bright pink with embarrassment, “how do I close it? Help--” 

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“...?”

         She doesn’t know why Apath left her with their phone, and she knows she shouldn’t be nosy, but Veles still finds herself curiously ( albeit clumsily ) looking through all their apps. “...what’s, uh...what’s...” Squints. Fuck, she forgot she can’t read. “...uhm, excuse me, I, uhm, I don’t know how to use this...what’s this button supposed to be?” Veles can’t make any progress on her own, why not rope a stranger into aiding her snooping?

        The button in question is for some music app or another, she just likes the pretty colors.

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         “Ah, shoot, wha’ can Ah say? Coffee’s a hard habit ta break.”

        “...but you haven’t, uhm, haven’t even tried breaking your, uhm, your ‘habit’.”

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“Good day, ain’t it?”

         Apath spares their walking companion a glance--only to give an annoyed huff when they notice Veles isn’t paying them a single lick of attention. Rolling their eyes they sway their hip to one side before abruptly knocking it against her arm, “oi, anybody home? Vel? Velbell?”

                  “Ow-hey!”

         The taller’s fatal flaw was thinking Veles promptly veering away from them was just her walking away in a tiff. Oh, no, Apath. There was no warning, only the abrupt patter of bare feet sprinting over dirt before the woman jumped and slammed back against Apath’s side hip-first.

                  “Holy mother of dad--!!”

         Goodbye, Apath. Hip bumped straight into a mud puddle.

         “...” Oops.

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         “I, uhm...I--I like, uhm, like your hair.”

        Professional conversation starter, she is. Absolutely spot on. Veles cringes if only slightly at her jittery tone and stilted words, briefly considering retreating back to her forest, possibly hiding for another few months before bothering to resurface. She will eventually get the hang of socializing. 

                        ...maybe.

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        “Are you, uhm, are you gonna finish, uhm, finish eating that?”

        Lo and behold, Veles, a humanoid rat once again in search of scraps to poach from unsuspecting strangers. She’s hungry and those lil’ bits of food look delightful.

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Self care is dancing by yourself in your room to Waltz No.2 by Dmitri Shostakovich