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Post by Aster Lloyd on Jul 19, 2024 17:37:24 GMT
Aster meanwhile avoided eye contact for a bit and turned away out of guilt for blowing up at the skittish trainer. Even to Bii the punk's body language would be interpreted as realising he made a mistake and is trying to essentially hide despite standing right in front of the gijinka. Speaking of which once the question was asked about what Lucky Lopunny was, Aster quickly changed from being silent and hiding to a more reserved but kinda eager to share voice. "Oh it's a company that makes a bunch of different clothes. They aren't lopunny coloured it's more like the lopunny is a mascot or something. Y'know, an image to represent the company or brand or whatever."
That certainly got Aster blabbing again, though his body was still turned away from Bii he did turn his head to look at her while he was speaking. Just because he wasn't happy with himself doesn't mean he should look away entirely when talking with someone. Besides Bii hadn't really done much to deserve the cold shoulder.
The punk was about to open his mouth to say something but stopped himself just as he was about to speak and shook his head. No that was a dumb idea, don't say that. Aster felt as if he couldn't ask someone to join him browsing the clothing store to show off his favourite brand, it felt silly especially with the way he looked.
Hearing Mocha and Stuffing get excited and chatting away noisily however Aster could already tell what was going on. Seeing Bii respond to them yet again however, in a less general manner than last time, did raise suspicion within Aster. The last time just felt like the trainer had a good enough bond to know what their pokemon was trying to convey, but this felt like they were having a proper conversation. Either she was crazy or she could talk with these critters.
Rather than bring it to attention like it was a bad thing, Aster instead went for the more roundabout approach by asking "Where do they want to go?" And should he get an answer he'd go from there on how to approach things.
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Post by Ilargi “Bii” Benigno on Jul 21, 2024 20:08:48 GMT
| [attr="class","box1"]It was a company?! The company was just named Lucky Lopunny! Bii nodded, suddenly feeling very silly. Mascot, mascot, mascot… Oh, right, those were just… the pictures of things people used. It didn’t mean all the clothes were going to look lopunny-ish. “Ah… I thought they might have… cute leg warmers.” She rather liked how lopunnies’ legs looked. Having a thick pair of creamy coffee colored leg warmers for winter (or, a cool spring day, or a similar autumn one) might be nice. She’d just have to look elsewhere. But, back to what their pokemon wanted. Bii looked around. A cute cafe nearby… Ah! That must be it. Bii looked at it longingly. It did look very nice… Cute girls in adorable clothes could be seen through the window. Merchandise (heavily marked up) was set up enticingly in a display near the front door. The hostess staff member smiled invitingly at the crowds passing by, inviting them in. And, they were displaying an incredible special on a moomoo milk beverage. Pointing enthusiastically with the still-unopened sucker, Bii beamed. “T-There…!”Stuffing looked meaningfully at Mocha. It was time to put all of their efforts together for the saddest, wettest puppy-dog eyes a pair of bunearies could pull off! Hoping the other buneary would join in, she looked up at Aster. Her eyes were glistening. Look who could just about cry on command! Wouldn’t he join them at the cafe? (Inkwell watched all of it, exasperated.) “If we go in together… It’ll probably be fine.” He was a human, right? So, they wouldn’t give him the trouble they gave her sometimes when she went in places. Then again, he said he got trouble for how he looked. Bii was dressed perhaps a little more mutedly than the colors of the cafe, but she recognized that there was a certain girlish air to her clothing. Maybe, between the two of them, it would work out?! | ![](https://imagizer.imageshack.com/v2/36x36q90/923/oriexO.png)
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Post by Aster Lloyd on Jul 23, 2024 12:55:14 GMT
At the mention of the lopunny themed leg warmers Aster's expression changed to something like the punk was in a fluffy dream like daze just staring off into space. Imagining something as adorable as lopunny leg warmers, that'd be so cute and trendy. What if a pokeidol wore them up on stage? Just a fluffy costume themed after the rabbit pokemon up on stage dancing around would be great! A frilly skirt and some brown stockings... the ears could be substituted out for pigtail extensions or something. Then again Bii has a lot of hair so maybe that's something that someone would try-*Bap* *Bap* "Huh? Wha?" Aster looked around and snapped out of his daze as he noticed Mocha was giving him a few baps with her paws to try and wake the punk up from his fluffy daydream. "Hello? Earth to Aster? Let's go already!" The buneary tugged on her trainer's cheek to turn his head towards the cafe that Bii had found and pointed out. After turning Aster's head Mocha would hop over to join Stuffing and use Baby-Doll Eyes to add on to the cuteness factor. If it was just Mocha then Aster could walk away just fine without any remorse, but now he had two bratty bunnies pulling the cuteness card on him. The punk was strong enough to resist the allure of the bunnies pleading, but when hearing the timid words from Bii it made Aster feel like he was contractually obligated to go in now just so this skittish girl could enjoy a drink. From seeing how spooked and anxious the gijinka got it was the finishing blow to Aster's resistance as he drooped his head in defeat. "Ugh... fine..."Mocha cheered in response and held paws with Stuffing as she happily bounced at getting their way. "I'm only going because she wants to. The only thing cute about those eyes is how you think it'd work on me." Aster said as he dug his hands into his jean pockets and grumbled as he walked towards the frilly looking cafe leaving Mocha with Stuffing. It took a moment for Aster to gather the courage to walk through the doors leading in to the cafe. Just through the glass he could already see the cute waitress uniforms of varying colours, the sound of idol music coming from behind the door muffled and the scent of sweets wafting through the air. Compared to most of the patrons inside Aster felt like he'd stick out like a sore thumb, so he stood there not going in yet clearly hesitating. The punk was practically frozen like a deerling in headlights.
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Post by Ilargi “Bii” Benigno on Jul 24, 2024 2:58:37 GMT
| [attr="class","box1"]When Aster dropped his head in defeat, Bii tilted her own. He was agreeing…? But, he looked upset.
Ah! Was it like when she had to do ranger missions?! She didn’t like those either, so it was always begrudging. Was he doing this to be a good trainer?! Others looked out for her on those. Maybe she could look out for him? Not that she’d really be able to do much if the staff kicked them out or did anything funny. Still, she tried gathering her nerve.
While Bii was deciding she had to play protector for once in her life, Stuffing was celebrating with her not-twin. As the two bunearies danced about, she stuck her tongue out after Aster. “Nyeeeeh! You still did it!” Then, she giggled to the other normal type. “It totally worked. C’mon, let’s go!”
“I’m not sitting through this.” Inkwell sat down. “Stuffing, you carry this since you engineered this crap. And, Bii?”
“Hm?”
“Good luck. Now, put me in a pokeball.”
That fiasco was how Bii initially began lagging behind Aster. It also left Stuffing managing the bag of groceries, which she’d put her gaming console in. For a pokemon’s strength, it wasn’t so bad. It was her height that made it the issue.
It smelled fantastic in here! The music was… Well, she’d heard worse for sure! It was kind of pretty, actually? But, more importantly, Aster was just standing there! She knew that posture! She’d done it a hundred times herself! Gathering her nerve, she walked up to his side, smiled, and then turned to the waitress.
“A dable for four!” she asked, completely botching her request. Her eyes widened. And, she’d built up all of her nerve to ask!! “Ah… F-For us! All… table…! We want to eat here, and…!”
The hostess, who clearly was not paid enough to navigate whatever sort of party had just walked through the cafe door, looked between Bii, Aster, and their two bunearies with a strained service smile. “... Right. Give me one moment.”
When the woman walked off, Bii let out a weary sigh. Victory…! Then, she looked to Aster, nodding. “We’re getting a table…!”
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Post by Aster Lloyd on Aug 1, 2024 8:11:24 GMT
Mocha smiled and nodded, giving a cute pose and wink in response to Stuffing's cheering. "Of course we did it! It's only a matter of time until they crack at our cuteness! It's hard being this irresistible." The punk's buneary said with a smug tone while laughing a bit afterwards.
Though in most cases Aster would've blown up at the equally as bratty buneary that Bii had, similar to his own, this time the punk didn't really seem to register the teasing gesture being thrown his way as his mind was elsewhere. Where exactly was hard to say, but it was obvious that Aster wasn't all there. The punk didn't fit in here. Even if waitresses greeted Bii and himself with smiles he could still feel... something. Was it guilt and a feeling that those smiles were forced? Was he embarrassed because he didn't want to be in here? Was he nervous and trying not to scare people off?
Even as Bii managed to gather courage infront of Aster by going to the waitress first, it just left the coordinator to his own thoughts. Eyes darting back and forth between the already taken booths, Aster could've sworn some eyes were on him somewhere. "Did you see who just walked through the doors? What an eyesore. Seriously just pick between bad-boy or pretty-boy don't stain the cafe with your weird blend." There was already someone disagreeing with him being here, their staring eyes stung the longer they looked at him.
"Just drown out the noise..." Aster muttered, his stance hunching and scrunching over as he tried to avoid looking at most of the others in the cafe. It never was many people that took issue with him but more often than not Aster's 'unique' looks did prompt a comment from time to time. Granted any sort of criticism he got probably paled in comparison to that which a gijinka had to deal with, but since he lacked any knowledge of that stuff there wasn't much to compare to.
Upon seeing Bii look back at him with expectant eyes he was unsure of whether or not to put up the tough guy act and eventually responded "Thanks for getting us a table." It didn't take long for the waitress to come back and grab the two trainers "Follow me to your table please."
It was a fairly nice window seat table, the sun shining through and keeping the area feeling warmer than the other places in the cafe. Upon being sat down Aster was quick to grab a menu and hold it close to his face, both trying to hide himself and distract himself. The waitress had left to go attend to other tables while waiting on Aster and Bii to be ready to order. "These menus are too cluttered." Mumbled the punk, meanwhile his buneary who was originally excited to come along had noticed the shift in his tone and demeanour and wasn't quite sure how to approach asking him for her order.
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Post by Ilargi “Bii” Benigno on Aug 6, 2024 22:04:46 GMT
| [attr="class","box1"]When he thanked her, she just smiled all the wider, glad to have made this easier on him. She’d always believed that camaraderie with other gijinka would make her life easier. And, over time, she was coming to believe certain humans might be worth befriending, too. Given how she overheard someone talking contemptuously about him in the distance (along with a few unkind statements about herself) she decided she was surer about that.
He was something unsuiting to the people here, too. That made them natural allies.
When they reached their table, Bii took a moment to settle herself in her seat. She scooted her chair in close before sitting. Her leg’s autonomy was more like that of a deerling’s, after all; her ankles were hock-like and sat far higher than a human’s. Therefore, she sat with the lower part of her legs tucked slightly under her knees.
Stuffing looked over the menu with Bii, chairs close to one another.
Hearing Aster’s complaint, she perked up. Maybe he was more like her than she thought?! How to carefully approach how to manage the menu when he couldn’t read well…?
(Yes. That was her assumption.)
Deciding to go with a tactic she’d tried, she spoke up: “Um, if there are any words that you know, try that. A-And, if there’s pictures, people usually get it if you point…!”
To prove her point, she turned the menu around. The special advertised outside was there in a large, glossy photo. It said MILTANK MIX AU LAIT in a pretty pastel font. She tapped it with a finger.
“See? And… here! Pancake!”
The offering was FLUFF DELUXE: a single, airy Alolan-style pancake with fluffruit jam. She had pointed to the single word she’d recognized in the mix.
Stuffing, having been born wild and only slightly more literate than her trainer due to all of the games she enjoyed, shrugged. “Looks good to me. Did you see anything good, Mocha?”
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Post by Aster Lloyd on Aug 7, 2024 9:12:43 GMT
Hearing the comments being tossed around by some of the more annoying patrons of the cafe definitely did damper Aster's mood, comments about how they didn't belong or how strange they were compared to the norm, some even saying they probably don't know what to get in a place like this. To Aster it felt like he was surrounded by nothing but evil step-sisters aside from the deerling girl across the table from him. It was one thing to insult him, that much he could take, but hearing the same sort of sentiment be thrown at this kind stranger in front of him left Aster's passive side and aggressive side fighting internally. The punk didn't want to trash the place but he also didn't want to let those peopple keep saying what they were saying.
When Bii went to provide more 'help' to Aster by explaining an easy way to read the menu, he was somewhat amused. It wasn't that he struggled to read the words it was just a matter of the menu being somewhat of an eyesore to the more dark-coloured punk. It'd help if the design they used kept to just a few colours but they seemed to be dead-set on using a lot of different pastel colours all at once.
Aster tried to butt-in to stop the deerling girl from rambling but didn't want to rain on her parade since whenever she did help out he saw the smile on her face. Aster didn't have the heart to shut her down like that while she was still going off.
There was a lot that Aster didn't understand about Bii. What was she exactly? How could she talk with pokemon? And how could someone so naive feel like they could hang out with a weirdo like him? When the two met he had bruises on his body and instead of thinking he was trouble, the girl instead got Aster a cold pack.
Screw it. If she was going out of her way to help when he was feeling down, Aster figured it was time to put his knowledge to good use. If anyone wouldn't bat an eye at someone like him knowing what he did, Bii would be Aster's first guess.
Mocha meanwhile spotted the shift in her trainer's body language. Seeing Aster go from a depressed slump to something more casual and laid back while still slouching like the trouble maker he was. "I already know what I want. I made sure to bug my Aster about it plenty to commit it to memory. All I have to do is wait for the show~"
Though Aster did look like he'd not be caught dead in a place such as the cafe he was sitting in currently, given his affection for sweets and the obvious tell by his backpack having a surplus of candy suckers on standby... "Are we ready to order now?" Said a different waitress walking up to the group after letting them mull over the menus for a bit.
*Pop!*
Aster pulled the round lollipop out of his mouth with a pop, resting his cheek and head against one hand as he gave the waitress a nasty side-eye. "I want a Shiny Swirlix Eevee Latte, alolan exeggutor style, give it an ice stone and let it evolve, make the miltank scrappy, helping hand the alcremie, make it a double battle with Drizzle. A Miltank Mix Au Lait, make it use Miniaturize."
The murmuring voices went a bit quiet apart from the sound of someone choking on their drink hearing that kind of order from someone that looked the way Aster did. "And a Ribombee Chocolate Cake. Anyone got a problem with that?" The waitress looked a bit befuddled at the wording of the order, she was just here to take simple orders and bring them out what was with this diner style description of an order? Not to mention this customer was practically growling at her...
Aster rolled his eyes and groaned "A large caramel eevee iced latte with non-fat milk, double the drizzle and whipped cream. Small Miltank Mix Au Lait. Ribombee Chocolate Cake." It's not that Aster didn't want the food that was here, he was just embarrassed by the aesthetic of it all and how he stood out, he actually really enjoyed the menu. "Did you guys want anything?"
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Post by Ilargi “Bii” Benigno on Aug 11, 2024 16:11:37 GMT
| [attr="class","box1"]No one was bothering them! Bii felt relieved. She’d anticipated being asked to leave. If it was just words, she could ignore it. Though, there would soon be a set of words that would utterly baffle her. A string of them, really. Stuffing, meanwhile, tilted her head. A show…? Then, what Mocha had promised had occurred. Both of the buneary’s ears briefly popped open as she listened to Aster speak. What was all of that?! She looked at Mocha, utterly lost. (Briefly, she wondered if this was how Inkwell felt when she started using gaming lingo. Something to consider… A bit of empathy was built today.) She got most of it, though. The buneary just couldn’t parse out the details. “Oh, caramel…! Bii, I want a caramel eevee latte, too!”If she could even find that on the menu!! The gijinka was shocked, that went without saying. She looked between Aster, the waitress, and the menu. Where had he seen that?! Was he making up words to compensate…? Or, was he actually reading?! A touch embarrassed, Bii was decidedly less loud with her request. She just tapped the menu to get her Miltank Mix Au Lait and Fluff Deluxe pancakes. “W-With… the same caramel latte.”The waitress, exasperated with the duo but on the clock and therefore not interested in fighting unnecessarily with patrons, hurriedly wrote down all of that and walked off with a quick, “We’ll have your orders out shortly.”It was only after she was gone that Bii dared to look at Aster’s face again. “... Are they really going to put an ice stone in it?”About that time, a loud sigh could be heard. The table across from them held a gaggle of young women, all dressed very stylishly but without any signature flash. These were safe, mainstream fashions from pretty, acceptable-looking girls. The most lavish-looking of them was a teen girl with pigtails held in highly decorated scrunches. She cast a sidelong glare openly at Aster and Bii. “Did you two come here to just to cause trouble…? What’s with that ridiculous order? It’s so nice in here, can’t you behave?”The gijinka decidedly heard what the other table was saying. But, she looked away, pretending that she hadn’t caught a single word. Stuffing knew her trainer’s demeanor by now and knew that Inkwell wouldn’t want any unnecessary conflict in public. So, she grunted. There wasn’t a reason to quarrel. Yet. | ![](https://imagizer.imageshack.com/v2/36x36q90/923/oriexO.png)
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Post by Aster Lloyd on Aug 13, 2024 2:26:26 GMT
The first thing that came to Aster's mind after his order and the reactions that it garnered could be summarised in one word: Embarrassment. Truth be told he was just reciting something he had heard from a TV show he watched a while ago but it sounded really yum and most cafes made the same crap right? That was the punk's way of thinking. That and he saw the tiny text on the drink menu saying that toppings and flavours could be mixed and matched from the selection.
"N-no of course not. It just means it will be iced y'know? One of those cold frosty drinks. It's just fancy talk for cafe folk." Aster was trying his best to put on a cool face for Bii as she looked at him with curiosity and bewilderment, it was hard to look the deerling in the eyes after the stunt he just pulled. Mocha meanwhile was getting ready to explain her Trainer's actions to her counterpart.
"So like... everything he just said was kinda true. Saying you want to 'make the miltank scrappy' means he likes his milk low-fat, since otherwise Miltank has Thick-Fat for its ability so it's like saying you want whole milk. He did technically order correctly, but not a lot of people use those fancy terms apart from old people or snobby trainers, and shiny Swirlix just looks like caramel." Mocha said thinking about the sweet sweet taste of gooey caramel, making the buneary almost drool for a moment before he caught herself and made sure not to make such a display of herself.
"And get that drooling buneary out of here! Or at least put it back in its pokeball before it tries to bite someone."
Aster's face turned from embarrassed to pissed like someone flicked a switch. People could make fun of himself but the second they tried turning their attention on his friends Aster was straight to offence. "Don't you start talking crap about my Mocha, ya hear? I don't take that kind of disrespect gently, lady."
"Ugh, see? This is what I mean. Let everyone else enjoy their food and drinks in peace, you're nothing but an eye sore. No wonder you're sitting with a Gijinka."
The punk had only just heard of this word for the first time, and from a bratty woman of all places. Given how the word sounded there was only one response that came to Aster's mind. "Gesundheit."
"What? No, the girl you're sitting with! Her kind are nothing but trouble, same goes for sympathisers. Do us a favour and go to a different cafe, you don't belong here."
You don't belong here... you don't belong here... you don't belong here...
Aster had heard those words before, they were something often heard by the punk for simply being who they were around the people that claim themselves to be the 'normal' ones. It was never easy being labelled as different, being separate from the norm, despite efforts to embrace the difference Aster was still wounded by those words. They hated how it made them feel. Now those exact words weren't only being used against Aster but Bii too now, making the coordinator's expression darken and twist as they were torn on the inside.
Aster didn't want to get into another fight and scare off a potential new friend, they've done that too many times now. What this girl and her posse were saying about someone other than the punk however lit a fire inside Aster who had turned to look at them with looks that could kill.
Mocha meanwhile was awake and alert having heard the slander from the bratty girl that had walked up to their table and was putting up her front paws in a boxing-stance. "Let me at her boss! Let me at her!"
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Post by Ilargi “Bii” Benigno on Aug 19, 2024 0:11:44 GMT
| [attr="class","box1"]Aster’s explanation was logged away in Bii’s thoughts with a nod. She fully believed him. That logic would also, unfortunately, be applied to other stones. She idly wondered if she could get food extra warm if she asked for a fire stone with it. Or, have a salad added to anything if she said something about a leaf stone. “Huh? I knew it wasn’t literal,” Stuffing said. She pointed at Bii. “She’s the one with head issues, not me. I’ve got plenty of good, common sense!”She did not, but she was significantly less sheltered than her ranger friend, yes. All of that brought the story right back to the current issue at hand: the gaggle of girls and the most talkative, pigtail-wearing among them. As Aster started up in retaliation, Bii froze, eyes wide. Was he arguing?! Well, that made sense, he was human… But, she’d pointed out that they were sitting together. Wouldn’t that make things harder on him, especially with how he’d talked about how people acted about his appearance?! And, what was that word he’d just said?! Between how Aster was glaring at the group and Mocha’s words, Bii bleated in distress. “W-Wait, no, um, if we…!” Her words got tangled, coming out in a mish-mash of beastial utterances and sounds that could be recognized by the average human. “T-They’ll ask us to leave…!”Stuffing eyed Mocha. “ Careful… People are still pretty spooked after that Diamond crap a while ago. We cut up here and it’ll send people into a panic. They're basically NPCs! Any combat and they go runnin'!”The antagonizing girl scoffed. “What the heck are you monsters saying? And, you! Stop staring at me like that! It’s freaking me out!”The other patrons had, by this point, begun whispering. The undercurrent was fairly uniform: sympathy was channeled firmly in the direction of the girl with the pigtails. They found the punk and gijinka duo, along with their bunearies, suspicious. | ![](https://imagizer.imageshack.com/v2/36x36q90/923/oriexO.png)
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Post by Aster Lloyd on Aug 19, 2024 18:25:42 GMT
Both Aster and Mocha were unaware of what this 'Diamond crap' was, only seeing an annoying spoiled brat chewing them out for existing and ruining an otherwise great first hangout with a new friend in the Shula region for Aster. All of the chatting in the background from the posse of other snooty girls further ticked Aster off as he crunched what was left of the candy in his mouth hard. Though he didn't touch the pigtailed brat, Aster did stand up with hands in his pockets eyeing down the girl. "Get away from me you creep! If you touch me you'll be thrown out of here, you and your half breed accomplice!" Yup... if Aster tried taking a swing in this kind of situation it'd cause a lot of trouble for Bii, he could care less himself about being tossed in jail but the deerling didn't deserve this for existing. "Do us all a favour and find a different cafe, preferably in a different town, heck even a different region would be better."As if. Aster already was far away from home, things weren't much better back in hoenn either and people still say to try a different region. The punk looked like he was about to blow a fuse and lash out, the anger in his eyes was burning great but soon petered out as he felt a tugging on his jacket sleeve. Initially flinching and pulling his arm back from the tugging weight, he looked at Mocha who was pointing at the distraught looking Bii who was barely able to put together human speech and was going back and forth between pokemon and human language it seemed. That face hurt Aster, that scared familiar face. Taking a long deep breath, followed by an equally long and deep exhale, Aster closed his eyes for a moment and focused on his emotions. Violence wasn't these people's language, but he wasn't going to back down either. There's a solution here, he just needed to find the right words for it. Words that could possibly flip things around from how blunt they were. Opening his eyes with a controlled calm Aster would mimic the girl's disgust on his face and call out "Y'all are stupid!" The murmuring would continue as Aster stood his ground, but he wasn't done talking yet. "You're calling her a monster when you have the mouth of an Exploud and your pack of Loudreds over there are using Uproar like there's no tomorrow. The only wild one here is you, trying to claim this place as territory and get rid of any outsiders. Who's next? People that smell too old? Girls that don't use the same brands you do?"The punk got mad a lot for certain, got into a lot of fights, but it meant he had experience goading others due to being the victim so often. Shifting the spotlight onto the girl trying to push her territory and trying to word it so that even the human patrons might not feel safe with how pushy this girl was. Granted it wasn't going to all of a sudden rally people to his side, but Aster hoped it was enough to poke holes in whatever this person was trying to pull.
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Post by Ilargi “Bii” Benigno on Aug 23, 2024 20:45:28 GMT
| [attr="class","box1"]The stranger stepped back, brows furrowed and lips very nearly in a grimace. (But, not really a grimace. That wouldn’t be cute.) She scoffed, back off to her table. “Let’s just get out check and go,” she hissed to her friends. “I didn’t come here to get yelled at by freaks.”
She wasn’t apologizing for what she’d said, clearly. But, she was backing off. Maybe that was enough of a victory.
As the stranger sat down, Bii let go of a breath. She’d gotten still and quieted down as the tension ramped up. Now, with it seemingly over, she felt drained. Engaging with issues was horrible. If it had been up to her alone, she would have just left. And, yet… She was a little glad they hadn’t.
She had wanted to be here, with her own buneary, and Mocha, and Aster, too. She wanted to try the treats hot and fresh, or at least before the ice melted. Too often, she ate things taken away from places that didn’t want her dining in their establishment. She couldn’t cook well herself, so she was very excited.
More than that, though, she looked up at Aster from under her brow. Her gaze was questioning. Why in the world had he done that? It was also tinged with blatant admiration. That, too, could be faintly seen on her darkening, warmed cheeks. How had he done that? She would have been scared out of her mind. Her eyes flicked over his face, thinking of the bruise.
That was the kind of person he was, she decided. He was like Inkwell, a fighter.
“Whoa, way to pick the right dialogue!” Stuffing praised. She turned to Mocha. “... Wait, does that mean he let us have our way? ‘Cause he handled that convo just fine when he didn’t wanna put up with it.”
With that settled, she made herself sit up fully. “... We can still eat here,” she observed. No, that wasn’t what she wanted to say. That was what the result was, and she was glad for it, but that wasn’t what she wanted to say. The poorly-mannered girl hardly ever showed gratitude with her words; customs still eluded her for the most part. “Thank you very much.” There. That might convey it better.
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Post by Aster Lloyd on Aug 24, 2024 4:51:17 GMT
"Tch. Ditto." Aster replied snappily as he watched the girl back off, clicking his tongue in annoyance. He managed to get the heat off of Bii at least, they could sit down and enjoy their food and drink so it should be cause for celebration, but all Aster felt was a crushing weight of everyone's eyes being on him. Though the voices did quiet down they were still active enough.
"Such a scary guard dog that guy makes. No wonder the girl keeps him around." "Way to kill the cute vibes of the place." "You wouldn't catch me dead walking around with a loud mouth like that." "Shhh he'll hear you." "I think his vision is based on movement."
Instead of getting angry and yelling back at everyone else Aster simply shrunk back into his seat, eyes dark and barely a sense of victory showing on that face. Even if he did the right thing he scared people away, he couldn't help it. It felt like the whole world was out to get him for just existing so he just lashed out whenever and look at where it got him. Bruised, made fun of, called a freak.
Were contests even his thing? What if he acted the same way on stage? What if he picked a fight with the judges or his opponent and ruined his chances? What if he says something he shouldn't on stage? What if he looks ridiculous in the clothes or costume he wears? Who would even cheer for someone like him? Even with a team of pokemon Aster felt alone.
4 words from the Gijinka sitting across from him however returned light back to Aster's eyes as he looked up. Bii and both of the bunearies were praising him? Thanking him? Usually folks just ran away or kept quiet after he acted like he did. A warmth grew in Aster's chest as Mocha bounced up and gave him a hug while the other two looked at him with admiration. Maybe he wasn't alone... not any more at least.
Aster's cheeks reddened as he blushed due to not being used to this kind of treatment, flustered to say the least. "Don't mention it." he said trying to avert his gaze as Aster's body language was quite visibly bashful looking.
"Yup! The mean lady backed off so we're off the hook!" Mocha cheered from her resting spot against her trainer before hopping back off and smiling. "He may be an idiot a lot of the time and I do tease him a lot, but he's a good person. Aster's the only trainer that's put up with me. He just gets angry at the world a lot."
"Fluff Deluxe Pancakes and Miltank Mix Au Lait?" The waitress passing by asked as she stood there with part of Bii's order. Aster simply pointed over to Bii's side of the table and the waitress understood, also glad that the loud patron wasn't growling at her like he did one of the other customers. After the order was placed she gave a nod and followed up with "The rest of your orders will be coming soon." before walking off.
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Post by Ilargi “Bii” Benigno on Aug 27, 2024 23:43:20 GMT
| [attr="class","box1"]Stuffing’s unrolled ear lifted a little, now standing straight instead of being flopped over comfortably. She wanted to make sure she hard that right. “Wait, you’ve had more than one trainer?” She plopped her elbows on the table, interested in hearing more about that little detail. “You’ve had others... What's that like? It's just been Bii for me.”
With Aster so suddenly bashful, Bii took his words about not mentioning it literally. Maybe that had bothered him more than she’d realized. Knowing what it was like to want to move on from an uncomfortable or painful thought, she took his request earnestly. She’d focus on lighter, more pleasant matters. Though, she was curious on what made him so angry at the world.
There was plenty to hate. Considering what they had in common, she wondered if their resentments overlapped, too.
“... Maybe getting it colder takes longer…?” she suggested after the waitress left, searching for idly small talk. Even if the food she meant to split with Stuffing had come first, she didn’t think to wait.
She picked up her fork and knife, holding them in her peculiar manner. The fork was held so that the tongs were on the same side as her pinkie, brandished crudely and with less capacity for fine motor control. The same was true of the knife. The way she split apart the pancake wasn’t how a typical adult would cut their food; she was basically tearing it a part, using the knife and fork as leverage in the soft, yielding bread.
Stuffing, a wild pokemon about as lacking in table manners as her trainer, reached over to grab a sticky morsel. Bii didn’t stop her, though the gijinka brought her bite to her mouth with her fork still held in that childish, poorly controlled manner.
She eyed the sole drink on the table. “Hmph. They shoulda brought it all out at once.” The buneary was rather smitten with the drink Mocha had gotten and was eager to try her copycat order.
Should the staff have? She hadn't the faintest clue what normal restaurant service ought to be like with how rarely she'd sat down in one. “... Those drinks are icy, right...? Maybe that’s why…” She hadn’t asked it in earnest, but now that Stuffing pointed it out, Bii had to wonder if that was the issue. Their pancakes were warm.
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Trainers
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♂ 08
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♀ 00
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Police
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♂ 03
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♀ 02
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Civilians
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♂ 03
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♀ 02
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Team Rocket Members
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♂ 07
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♀ 05
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Coordinators
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♂ 03
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♀ 03
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Rangers
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♂ 02
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♀ 05
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Breeders
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♂ 03
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♀ 03
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Gijinka
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♂ 05
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♀ 06
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Humans
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♂ 24
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♀ 14
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Total
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♂ 29
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♀ 20
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Sister Sites ~ Open
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