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Perfectly Platonic Starters

“You look like you could use a coffee.”

“Is that something you want to talk about?”

“Come on, sit down. It’s break time.”

“I needed that, thanks…”

“Here’s a blanket. You looked cold.”

“Thank god you’re back, I need to rant.”

“Is my sweater ever going to be returned?”

“Bad day? Emergency plans are in order.”

“Alright your ride has arrived, where to next?”

“I’m brushing your hair, it’s a mess.”

“You happened to go get lunch and ‘bought too much’ huh?”

“Your hugs are the best.”

“Hey. Hey. Heeeeeey. Come on. We’re gonna be late, get up.”

“I’m late, yes. You should be used to that by now.”

“How long as it been that we’ve known each other? Feels like ages.”

“There was something on your face, I had to get it off.”

“You’re sure people think we’re dating?”

“I think it’s hilarious people assume they’re dating just because they’re nice to each other.”

“I need to hang out with someone I like, can we pretend to be working for an hour?”

“Tea and coffee? What happened?”

“Here you go, one forgotten, left it at home in a rush, lost item!”

“I’m going for a walk, you want anything?”

“… sorry I took a nap on you.”

“I suppose I am now requisitioned to being a napping spot.”

“We could pretend we’re dating, but that might confuse your significant other, and then that might be a waste of petty effort for the sake of rumors.”

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noxencores‌:

“Heh, I get that. I don’t really know what t’do when I’m not songwritin’ or practicin’ a song, or doin’ a concert rehearsal. I have more time t’so those things, sure, but… gotta remind m’self t’take time for m’self.” By either traveling around the region, visiting the other Gym Leader, or supporting Marnie in her Gym Battles. Now that he had Milo as a friend, he felt he actually had someone to go to, with the upcoming guitar practices being a bonus. 

He was taken aback a bit by Milo final statement, resulting in him looking down at the plush Wooloo. He then chuckled a little as he met his gaze again. “I am now? Never thought’d be remotely fun, for anythin’. But you’re fun to talk t as well. Really relaxin’ t’be ‘round.” At the question, he shrugged, setting the Wooloo on the table and leaning back in his chair. He crossed his arms as he said, “I kinda miss battlin’ challengers. But it’s great to ‘ave more time t’focus on my music. Been plannin’ on ‘aving concerts ooutside of Spikemuth, actually.”

“That would be a real treat for people that can’t go out that far. You know my little bro has friends that talk about your music some times. Oh hey-”

Milo interrupted himself. Head rising to an idea. “Don’t know how many would come, but how about a show out here? Be real different, but we got extra stage equipment in the back of my gym. Be nothin’ really to set something nice up. I’m sure some of the lighting guy would have a blast doing something different.”

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gildedcrown‌:

“Is sword training important? If it is, then I gotta learn! Granpa is always telling me that learning new skills is always a good idea!”

“And your grandfather would be right!” The man nodded before looking to Iris. “I can assure you the time one takes to master such metal is none wasted! So long as you put all your body, heart and soul into it. Can you do that young Lady Iris?”

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gildedcrown‌:

“Whoa! I never noticed that! Do they just like going around barefoot all the time? Marshal never wears shoes either!”

He slowly nods his head. “Bea does... all the time... She walks right outside... Do they own shoes... if they don’t use them?”

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[ I always forget how small Milo is to everyone around him. Gosh. *blush* ]

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💛 [ OPEN ]

“The youth of today are excellent trainers of pokemon...

but what of the sword?”

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“The cultural variety of curry in Galar is astonishing. I had often passed off such a dish as something made easy for microwaves; with prepackaged spices. Yet here, everyone puts real time and heart into their food. While camping of all places. It’s most impressive. I have to take down all the recipes I can!”

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faeriefound‌:

of course they were good pokémon for guarding your mind - psychic types were one of the most POWERFUL and useful types in the entire world. it was something he believed in strongly, and something he would continue to make clear to anyone who wanted to try and pick an argument over types with him. at the mention of his ‘BARRIER’, a brow raises in doubt. he wasn’t exactly a SCEPTIC, but he was not entirely trusting, either. especially of such an oddly-dressed stranger. 

“you would be correct.” he states, though his voice is almost DEVOID of any kind of emotion, lavender eyes narrowed as he stares at will, hands shoved into his coat pockets. “mawile, gardevoir and rapidash are three of the six i have with me.” bede pauses there, allows a SMIRK to mar his features. “a psychic rapidash, that is.”

"A psychic Rapidash?”

The man took a step back. “That sounds... magnificent.” The shock wore off easily with excitement taking over. Discoveries such as this were a strong reason for his world traveling habits. What a treat Galar was showing itself to be. “Now look at this,” He chuckled a bit. “Here I am trying to entertain, yet it’s you who’s ‘wowed’ me. Touche!”

His pose shifted to something more observant. “They have such a beautiful aura from within your bag. Would it be possible to see them in their full glory?”

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gildedcrown‌:

Raihan made sure Allister found a table just fine by himself. Letting out a small chuckle as he watched the younger gym leader plop himself into the stool before ordering their sweets. The staff still looked rather unnerved by the boy’s strange noises from earlier, but seemed to brighten up. After grabbing the sweets and drinks (bubble tea for him and juice for Allister), he made his way over to where Allister decided to sit. “Alright, one giant M&M’s brownie and nice glass of berry juice comin’ in!”

“Juice?”

A rhetorical question he asked in surprise. Bouncing lightly in his seat as the treats were placed in front of him. “Thank you... Raihan.” After saying his thanks, Allister looked back to the treats, then to his hands. Slowly, he pulled back the long sleeves. They wouldn’t stay back very well unless they were rolled up to his elbows. So he had to try a few times before they’d actually stayed there.

“...Wha’d you get?”

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“Won a big pot last night at the tables. Now half of it’s going to replace the couch Liepard destroyed this morning.”

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“No no. Johto was one of my favorite places to live. I wouldn’t have accepted my position as an Elite Four member had I felt otherwise.” 

Will seemingly sat alone on a park bench. One leg crossed over the other. “It’s still a mystery to me how anyone can stay in one place their whole lives. I was only there two years and that was pushing it.”

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“Why don’t fighting type Gym Leaders... like shoes?”

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“My mask may not be the most extravagant design put to a face- but surly you can tell the different between mine, and those cardboard cut-out masks of Team Break members.”

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noxencores‌:

“Sundays, huh?” Now to see if that worked for him as well… He looked away, arms folding over his chest as he thought it all over. Sundays were the least likely nights for concerts, considering it was the night before the start of the work week for most. He’d hate to be the reason for someone being too tired from the concert to focus at their work the next day. Finally, he came to a conclusion and looked back at Milo. “Sundays would be fine with me. There’s hardly any concerts those nights, anyway. I don’t mind comin’ later in the day either. It’ll give ms somethin’ to do with me not bein’ a Gym Leader anymore.”

Milo felt himself calming down from all the excitement. Gently nodding to their arrangement. “Good to hear. I like staying busy myself. Don’t always know what to do when I’m not working. Sometimes people have to remind me to take it easy.” Milo then pulled out a chair with one had. Sitting himself down with crossed arms on the table. “It’s one of the reason I like you popping by like this. It reminds me, ‘Oh yeah! you can take breaks’. You’re fun to talk to.” Milo chuckled a bit. “You probably get this a lot, but how has retirement been anyway?”

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@gladionsgrownup​

Shadows like these didn’t really show up at this hour of the day. Mostly dark orbs on the sidewalk wouldn’t show up until dusk, or dawn. They hardly came out so soon after lunch time. These shadows were small, round and often go unnoticed. Allister liked watching them move. He was focused on the ground during his pursuit of these three. While they were a touch finicky in their movements, their paces wasn’t too fast for his short legs to keep up.

During his walk, he was unaware of anyone around him. People were passing by. Barely missing the boy working himself into a jog. Once he really started to get going, that’s when he collided with a stranger. Someone tall with blond hair. By the time Allister stabilized himself. The shadows were gone, and he was looking up at this stranger he’d just headbutted.

“Oops...”

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faeriefound‌:

there’s not much bede can do except stand there, sceptical, and wait for the man to do whatever silly TRICK he was intent on doing. upon hearing the first few things, his eyes narrow. it’s close enough for bede to be slightly WARY of how the other had been guessing these details, but it wasn’t quite PERFECT. 

“you’re close enough i suppose. you got my name correct, yet you predicted i am a year younger than i actually am.” he’s seventeen, not sixteen, and though it’s a MINOR error it only cements bede’s belief that this was all royally nonsense. bede isn’t, however, particularly surprised to hear that his mind is durable. he’d never been one to confide in people, and he supposed that his stoic demeanour probably translated over to his mind by now. “of course. i specialise in psychic types.”

“That makes a lot of scene. I should have tried a lot harder in such a cases.” Will shook his head. Disappointed, but not upset at the boy. He actually smiled a bit more. “They’re good pokemon for protecting your mind like that.”  He took a step back. Pointer and middle finger pressed to his right temple. “Now that I’ve got your barrier out of the way, let me guess what pokemon you have on guard.”

“A Gardevoir for sure. While not psychic, it feels like you’ve got a Mawile too. Hmm.” The other two were new to him. “One of them has some strong emotions. I can feel her, but the name alludes me. That last one...hmm, Rapidash? No no no.” He waved his hand to dismiss himself. “That’s just silly of me.”

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@grandedamedekalos​

It’d been rather hot outside for the time of day it was. Beautiful as the scenery was, the sun was falling over the resting ocean had little effect on the humidity. That left the outer part of the restaurant unoccupied by customers. Fine dining outside was only a treat if the weather didn’t make your bread soggy.

The staff hadn’t seated anyone outside for such reasons. So it was particularly strange to see a man alone out there. Siebold himself was the one to take notice. So he fixed his collar, went out to the deck, and approached the table of one.

“Excuse me sir.” He asks for the gentleman's attention. Stern, as his voice tended to be. “Have you been helped this evening?”