Who: Lioriley and you sicknasty pokemon trainers
What: it's pokemon time
When: JULY just. all of it.
Where: All of the wheres
JULY 1ST
( Lioriley has no idea what a Pokemon is, but that sure doesn't stop her from venturing to find out. At the lab she's seen looking over the starters, her eyes wide and her expression a mix of intrigue and absolute awe at the sight of them all. It seems to be increasingly difficult for her to find one that suits her - but when she does, it's the sweet little Oshawott that ends up cradled in her arms.
After she has chosen and taken her pokeballs, she spins on her heel and heads for the door. Just outside of the lab she stands, the Oshawott in the crook of her arm as she frantically tries to scribble something down in a notebook. Whenever anyone approaches she smiles, and when they come back out she seems eager to see what they have come out with, if anything. )
Oh, did you have as much trouble deciding as I had? I wanted to take them all with me... ( Rip. )
( Later she can be seen around Fayren, still taking notes every so often when she comes across a new Pokemon. At one point she's crouching down, chin in her palms and elbows on her knees as two small Pokemon stand in front of her. Her Oshawott, and now a Ralts, listening to her as she speaks to them. The conversation is, admittedly, one sided as she questions them. )
Do you have names?
( A reply in the form of, you know, pokemon names and curious cocks of their heads. Lioriley scrunches her nose up. )
No, no, other names like - Like my name is Lioriley. Um. Hm. ( HOW do you explain this. ) Nicknames? Something unique. ( It's the Oshawott that chirps a reply, patting its flipper on Lioriley's arm and grinning as it nods its head. You do you, new mom. She smiles and continues chatting at them. It's real dumb. )
( ooc: if you want a specific thread going hmu @ tigerlili#2977 on discord, OR
winemom )
What: it's pokemon time
When: JULY just. all of it.
Where: All of the wheres
JULY 1ST
( Lioriley has no idea what a Pokemon is, but that sure doesn't stop her from venturing to find out. At the lab she's seen looking over the starters, her eyes wide and her expression a mix of intrigue and absolute awe at the sight of them all. It seems to be increasingly difficult for her to find one that suits her - but when she does, it's the sweet little Oshawott that ends up cradled in her arms.
After she has chosen and taken her pokeballs, she spins on her heel and heads for the door. Just outside of the lab she stands, the Oshawott in the crook of her arm as she frantically tries to scribble something down in a notebook. Whenever anyone approaches she smiles, and when they come back out she seems eager to see what they have come out with, if anything. )
Oh, did you have as much trouble deciding as I had? I wanted to take them all with me... ( Rip. )
( Later she can be seen around Fayren, still taking notes every so often when she comes across a new Pokemon. At one point she's crouching down, chin in her palms and elbows on her knees as two small Pokemon stand in front of her. Her Oshawott, and now a Ralts, listening to her as she speaks to them. The conversation is, admittedly, one sided as she questions them. )
Do you have names?
( A reply in the form of, you know, pokemon names and curious cocks of their heads. Lioriley scrunches her nose up. )
No, no, other names like - Like my name is Lioriley. Um. Hm. ( HOW do you explain this. ) Nicknames? Something unique. ( It's the Oshawott that chirps a reply, patting its flipper on Lioriley's arm and grinning as it nods its head. You do you, new mom. She smiles and continues chatting at them. It's real dumb. )
( ooc: if you want a specific thread going hmu @ tigerlili#2977 on discord, OR
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