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Viridian wasn’t particularly a large city however with all the small alleyways it was easy to lose oneself – or ones Pokemon if you weren’t careful. This was the current state of the petite ex-champion who had spent the last hour searching through every alley she could find in search of her Furret, a particularly mischievous Pokemon that tended to bolt at the first wiff of adventure.  “Abbott! Ugh.” The teen groaned as she headed down another alley, glancing around she grimaced Lyra knew the normal-type would return tracking Lyra by her scent but still it was always unnerving being away from the spindly little guy. Leaning against abuilding to take a break she took out her Pokegear and began flipping through the apps halfheartedly looking for some sort of amusement.

She had gotten caught up in her own little world when she was tapped  on the shoulder from behind. Wheeling around even in the small space she put her hands up in a mock fighting stance even while Green spoke. Seeing just who it was her face flushed automatically – Oh how embarrassing.

Immediately dropping her hands to her side she laughed sheepishly hoping the dim light would cover her nearly fluorescent blush. “A-ah Mr. Oak I’m so sorry.” Ah she knew him? No surprise seeing how he was the Champion and current leader of the Viridian gym. “I’ll get right out of your way.” Biting her lip the petite woman turned on her heel all too eager to leave the awkward situation.

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“Haha! Jackpot!” Green exclaimed excitedly as silver coins ran like water out of the slot machine and into the tray beneath. His eyes took in the sight of the coins hungrily, the light reflecting off of them into his hazel eyes. Rubbing his hands together, he took the tray up to the front, quickly cashing in the lot. A few moments later he pocketed his earnings for the night, and headed to the bar. 

But going there meant going through the allies to avoid passing the gym, that Daisy was staying in. If she saw him out this late, she would drag him in and never let him leave. Shuddering at the thought he stuck his hands into his pockets. The ally was rather slim, just enough for one person to pass through easily. Sighing slightly at the person standing at the person standing in front of the entrance, he tapped their shoulder. “Hey, can I get by?” he asked.

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♉ : Biggest Fear

♊ : Two Wishes You Have

♌ : Favorite Animal

♎ : One Regret

♍ : A Secret Desire

♏ : A Pet Peeve

♋ : A Kink You Enjoy

♑ : A Strange Fetish

♐ : Name A Strength Of Yours

♈ : Something You Miss

♒ : Name A Turn Off

♓ : Name A Turn On

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Lyra had been walking quickly, snuggled in to her thick winter jacket and thus protected against the gusts of cold winter air as she made her way back to the Pokecenter where she had rented a room for the night. Her mind- as usual was on the current story she was tracking and she seemed caught up in her own little world as she hurried down the paved street.

Pausing abruptly at the sound of a slightly familiar voice she looks up, seeing the Rocket heir. “Silver..” She repeats quietly knowing all too well who he was from the stories that Gold and Crystal had told her.. but this boy seemed different – ah the antennae.  Her curiosity getting the better of her she felt her eyes automatically glued to them. “I- uh.”  Biting her lip she forces herself to look at his face, forming a weary smile. “I, actually don’t..” She’s unsure if she should trust him, aware of his father’s history.. but still he seemed so needy. Sighing lightly she began to slide her own coat off. “Here, it might be a lil’ small but I figure you might need it more than I do..My name is Lyra by the way.” She holds the coat out to him, cautiously taking a few steps in his direction, eyes observing him closely.

bakagold started following you

lkotone started following you

flower-blooming-in-adversity started following you

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'U-uh look at all these languages..How am I supposed to understand anything?'

"Oui- Oh I'm not even gonna try and fake it."

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OoC::

Oh that sounds great, thanks so much! And ahh really? Thank you! I don't typically roleplay girls so it means a lot! Your Touya seems really interesting!

Aha no worries Aki, take your time. <3

Ah I actually tagged you in an open starter (here) if you're interested! Or we could start something new entirely. (: Take your time.~

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A meeting of the minds :: Open!

(4) New people have followed you!

yourlordn

interimrocketboss

eternalrivalokido

pkmntrainergreenokido

There were certain detriments to being the daughter of a famous writer of scientific reporter such as how The chief of the Premier always sent Lyra out to scientific conventions. Conventions that this particular young woman had no real interest in. Sure she had nearly grownup following Professor Elm and her father Ken around the New Bark lab but she’d never been the type to follow in her dad’s footsteps. She preferred hands on stories that involved field work not sitting through several lectures writing notes from a man nearly three times her age.

Sighing gently the young brunette woman glances around as a flurry of young scientists, students, and fellow reporters move past her as yet another lecture is over.  Amongst the scholars there is a buzz of excitement though it’s easy to pick out those who – like her are only there for a paycheck. All too eager to leave she gets up to follow the remaining trail of people out of the room. There’s a period of time before the next large keynote speaker and many are taking time to check out the smaller lecturers, the cafeteria or to snoop around the available halls of the elegant old building.

Lyra for once had settled on a window seat on one of the higher floors, away from the general masses. A large storm crossed into the area earlier in the day, pelting the windows with sheets of heavy rain. Yawning the brunette rummages through her bag plucking out the notepad that she had been writing in for most of the day. With a flick of her wrist she opens it and huffs skimming the notes written in a small nearly illegible cursive. “I can’t imagine anyone can actually enjoy this stuff.” She muses to herself pursing her lips as thunder rolls in the distance.  

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City Folk :: Open

(9) New people have followed you!

ladyenwhite

colourfulideals

ash-ketchuum

sassy-sir-silver

thewanderingking

pokestarmei

illustriousshiro

nlett

that-girly-red

“If you snoop around long enough you’re guaranteed to find what you’re looking for.” Lyra sighs recalling the saying as she walks along a busy yet unfamiliar street. This old adage was told by her by her father in her youth, and a part of her always sort of clung to it as a sort of petty universal truth.  Unfortunately for the woman who had grown up in the largely ‘rustic’ Johto region this district was completely foreign territory. Her PokeGear couldn’t pick up service in Unova which left her without the ability to call the regional office that she was reporting to during her coverage of the Pokemon World Tournament.  More drastically it left her without the use of a map, as her Pokegear only covered the Kanto and Johto regions.  Sparing a glance around the brunette picked out the faces of several trainers that were slightly familiar; Today had been the opening ceremonies of the aforementioned PWT and as expected it had drawn quite the diverse crowd, but now everyone was leaving to their respected hotels and homes as the service was done.

Never one to be shy Lyra picked out her ‘target’ surely they wouldn’t be so adverse to simply giving her a few directions right? “Ah Excuse me sir!” The dainty reporter approached a man  her sweetest smile in place, only to be brushed past by the individual who seemed to have no interest in stopping to help a stranger.

A thin brow shot up and Lyra squinted at the man, how rude! That would never happen in Johto. “Why I’ve got half a mind to!” In the midst of her verbal retaliation to the retreating male a new person bumps in to the woman, knocking her a bit off balance. Catching herself she turns quickly – Couldn’t these city folk mind their manners?! “O-oh-“ Judging by the person’s expression it was easy to see that they hadn’t intended to bump her- making it her fault after all.  Smiling sheepishly she steps off to the side. “Oh I’m so sorry! I was just so caught up in.. well I guess that doesn’t matter..” Biting her lip faintly she decides to try her spiel again. “Ah hey- you wouldn’t happen to know a place around here that’d be good for getting a bite to eat, would ya?”

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The Newsroom :: Open

(5) New people are following you.

crimson-eyed-kuudere

coquettishcrown

golden-eyed-master

flower-blooming-in-adversity

aiyukiddingme

The nature of the newsroom had certainly changed over the years, with the advancement of technology and the surge of young people who wanted to take a career in the field nearly the entire makeup of the experience changed.  The pungent odor of ink and swirling stacks of smoke from cigars had given way to the clacking of computer keys and the whirring of an air purifier, despite the ‘Smoke free environment.’ The eldest reporters often stood by the water cooler reminiscing of days gone by while most younger reporters remained bitter at the elders large corner offices and track record of excellence. If one thing hadn’t changed it was the noise; You simply couldn’t make it as a news writer if you couldn’t work under the loud atmosphere and constant pressure of impending deadlines. To an outsider the office of The Premier – Johto’s largest news station would seem nothing more than a hectic  mess of agitated and quick tongued reporters willing to do anything to advance their careers. – It’s hard to make it in a business where anyone can show up at any given time and write something a thousand times greater than you out of the blue, and all the writers were all too aware of it in the main room lined with desks and cubicles.

Down the hall from this hub of activity is a small office, a silver placard on the door reads the name Lyra Ishida. A select group of people would recognize this as a young trainer who had risen through the ranks of the Johto Pokemon league years before, but most folk snooping around the office would pass the door without a second glance. The largest attraction to this section of course was the elusive ‘L.Kotone’ The enigmatic author of some of the most eye-opening stories of the past two years. But perhaps you already know this, maybe you are looking for L.Kotone or perhaps you search for the Ex-champion, this could even be a case of dumb-luck on your part, but for whatever your reason for arriving at this door there is a young woman waiting behind it. Does she expect you? Or is this going to catch her off guard amidst the writing of a large story? The choice lies with you.