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“I had the greatest Thanksgiving this year!  Surrounded by family and great food...I couldn’t ask for more!”

“Of course, I am feeling a bit...stuffed this morning.”

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promo for three cute iri girls (pokemon oc rp blogs)

irene

iris

irma

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finished this from earlier

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wip of a soft girl

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“Oh!” Irene had the egg now.  Okay.  That was her end goal, right?

“I--I don’t think so?  Sera led me in, but otherwise no one was around.”  Why was she so worried about--oh.  She must have been undercover.

“S-sorry.  I wasn’t trying to blow your cover or anything.  I thought--given she’s your housemate and all...”  Where was she going with this?

The house was large–huge, actually.  Sera led Iris to Irene’s room, tucked away in a corner where the girl could have some privacy.  Iris wasn’t particularly bothered by it, but she could see how the girl could attract suspicion.

She knocked on the door, but there was no answer.  She knocked again.  Finally, she knocked a third time, and added in a voice just a little too loud,

“Um…Detective?”

The door swung open, and a hand was clapped over her mouth.  Before she could throw it off, she was dragged into the room, face to face with Irene Oliver.

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The house was large--huge, actually.  Sera led Iris to Irene’s room, tucked away in a corner where the girl could have some privacy.  Iris wasn’t particularly bothered by it, but she could see how the girl could attract suspicion.

She knocked on the door, but there was no answer.  She knocked again.  Finally, she knocked a third time, and added in a voice just a little too loud,

“Um...Detective?”

The door swung open, and a hand was clapped over her mouth.  Before she could throw it off, she was dragged into the room, face to face with Irene Oliver.

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“Hm?”

Was there something wrong with Irene?  There shouldn’t be--the Day Care pre-screened all of their clients before taking Pokemon (or Eggs) for them.  All that she had found was a case from a few years ago, and even then Irene wasn’t directly involved.  She’d have to ask her about it when she arrived.

She soon realized that she hadn’t answered Sera’s question.

“That would be wonderful, thank you!”  The two girls talked--well, mostly Iris talked--all the way to the manor.

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“Oh, it’s fine.  Trust me, I’ve had to deal with this before.  Usually I’m the one bumping into someone else, though.”

Iris, honey.

“Actually, I’m making a delivery at the moment.  Do you by any chance know if an Irene Oliver lives around here?  She sent the egg over to our Day Care a few weeks ago, and it’s almost ready to hatch!”

“…Ah.”

Sera, that’s not a proper response.

But no! She’s mildly suspicious of that, raising an eyebrow at the statement. There’s no reason to hold suspicions, not really, but. One could call Irene a suspicious person. One being Sera. Sera could call Irene a suspicious person, and Sera should know, because Sera herself is also a suspicious person. Irene is… harmless from what she can tell, but suspicious nonetheless.

Where was she going with this? Oh right.

“…Miss Oliver is a housemate of mine, actually. I can show you the way, if you would like? We’re a bit out of the way of the rest of the city.”

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“Oh, it’s fine.  Trust me, I’ve had to deal with this before.  Usually I’m the one bumping into someone else, though.”

Iris, honey.

“Actually, I’m making a delivery at the moment.  Do you by any chance know if an Irene Oliver lives around here?  She sent the egg over to our Day Care a few weeks ago, and it’s almost ready to hatch!”

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“Oh…uh….yeah.  Sorry, I probably should have guessed.”

“I’m Iris, by the way.  It’s a pleasure to meet you!”

…The change in expression happens rather startlingly.  She doesn’t seem to notice.

That was quick. A little odd, too. More than a little. But Sera won’t complain about moving off of that topic.

“Sera. Um… likewise.” Ignoring the shift as best as she can, she lets her eyes drift to the egg. “Ah… it is alright, yes? The - the egg, I mean.”

What else would you mean, Sera.

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you thought i was done with these??  no way

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“Oh...uh....yeah.  Sorry, I probably should have guessed.”

“I’m Iris, by the way.  It’s a pleasure to meet you!”

...The change in expression happens rather startlingly.  She doesn’t seem to notice.

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She really needs to look where she’s going, doesn’t she? Oh well. No harm done, the girl keeps the egg in her clutches. Much preferred to the alternative of Sera’s mistake resulting in a pavement omelette.

“Um-” 

Oh, a Chandelure. Her immediate reaction is to retreat, take a step or two back before registering anything the ghost’s trainer has to say to her.

“…Not a problem?” Why’s she apologising? Sera sees no need. The entire thing was her fault, not this girl’s. And then - and then - oh.

Now she’s hardly the most reactive to pain, but she’s also fairly certain she’d have noticed if a giant ghost chandelier had Flamethrower-ed her face. 

“No, um, she’s fine. I’m fine. I look like this anyway.”

The injury doesn’t look recent, does it? Has she caught sun on her face again? She didn’t think she’d been out that long. A sigh, some prodding at her scarred side that confirms that no, she’s not sunburnt, and then attention’s back on the stranger.

“It would be far more gruesome were it fresh, trust me on that. Also more screaming. Can’t forget the screaming.”

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“Oh! I’m sorry, I didn’t see you there! Are you alright?” Look where you're going Sera, gosh.

“Oh!  Hi, sorry about that!”  Iris doesn’t seem to understand that she’s not the one who needs to apologize.  She manages to catch a rogue Pokemon Egg (a bit too large for her to be carrying around without attracting attention) with an aplomb that suggests she may have had to do this before.  Amongst all the chaos, her Chandelure manages to slip out of its Poke Ball.

She stops for a second before noticing the girl’s face.  Wait--did Charlotte do this?

“BAD GIRL, CHARLOTTE!” she commands.  “We don’t use Flamethrower on people, remember?”

“I’m so sorry, ma’am.  Charlotte likes to wander around outside of her Poke Ball, but she usually doesn’t attack complete strangers...”

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✰ Sentence starters -- First encounters pack ✰

“Ah, forgive me, but I seem to be lost… could you help me?”

“Oh! I’m sorry, I didn’t see you there! Are you alright?”

“You seem like a friendly face, mind if I sit with you?”

“Looks like it’ll rain again, doesn’t it? Ah, don’t mind me… just thinking out loud, is all!”

“Excuse me, but I need someone else’s opinion on this.”

“Pardon, I hate to be a bother but… may I ask for your help?”

“Hey… are you alright?”

“I’ve never seen you before… you new around these parts?”

“You look kind of lonely… want some company?”

“I’m sorry, did you need something?”

“You look kinda lost, if you don’t mind me saying. You okay?”

“… What are you staring at?”

“Hey, stranger, be careful!”

“Who the hell are you?”

“What kind of person barges in here and tries playing hero?”

“Who do you think you are?”

“I don’t know who you are, but your face irritates me.”

“Quick, act like my friend and laugh at my jokes. Hurry, they’re looking this way!”

“N-no, I wasn’t… crying, I just h-had something in my eye is all…”

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“Oh!  It’s on!”

“Sorry for the confusion, everyone!  I guess I’m not as good at this Holo Caster thing as I thought I was...”

“In any case, I’m Iris, and I’m looking forward to making friends with all of you!””