FELLED STAR

     ❝ do i ? ❞      she stuck a tongue out towards the man across from her, a small laugh following afterwards. the idol was thankful for their schedules being open, as spending time with draze gave her a chance to decompress from all that she’d been doing recently. touring, interviews, the sort.      things when she couldn’t totally be herself.

     ❝ mmm, that makes sense. you could always just keep him around as a sort of pet ? not all pokemon are cut out for battling– churro almost ended up living out his days as a spoiled little house-litten. ❞      speaking of the incineroar, he nearly chokes on his water as his trainer reminds both him and their companion of what his fate almost turned out to be. the beast gives an annoyed growl afterwards, muscular arms crossing over his chest as he pouts, eyes glaring away from either of the two trainers.      ❝ or you could just be patient with him. my father… has been suggesting i evolve nazook soon, so that churro can get break here and there. i’d really rather not though, he loves being carried around and if he were to be a bewear, it’d be him carrying me, i think ! ❞      she preferred him as the little teddy bear-like creature anyways, he was cuter that way.       briefly, alice allows her attention to be fully set upon draze, her lips shifting so that she can smile towards him. it was one of those winning smiles, the ‘ i’m being serious when i say this ‘ ones.      ❝ y’know, just a little bit, if i can be truthful. you always look so serious, and people know that dragon-tamers are masters of a more dangerous typing. i personally don’t see you as scary, but that’s only because we’re friends and i know that you’re actually a big dork !      but that’s okay, dorks are fun.      plus, sometimes people think dorks are cute– the last time i went on a date, the person i was with called me one… but they said it all endearingly.      … do you think i’m a dork ? be honest ! ❞

He replied in kind, tongue sticking back out. They must look ridiculous, appearing more like school kids then anything else. Not that Draze particularly cared what anyone passing might think. What were they gonna do? Shoot him a dirty look at most. He would forget about it by the end of the day. 

Draze took a side glance at Nazook, imagining him in his evolved form. Honestly, thinking of two rough and tough Pokemon with Alice was... kinda hilarious, in it’s own way. Probably because she was so small in the first place. ❝ That’s the plan, at least for now. This is what he seems happy with the most. Maybe later he’ll want to get into the battling scene. ❞ He didn’t really mind either way. So long as the Litleo was content. Which right now he certainly was, curled up on Alice’s lap, paws neatly tucked underneath him. And yeah he said a lot on spoiling him and all that but... he was happy. Well fed with other Pokemon to play with. Which was a lot better then him being dejected somewhere else with no one around.

He cracked a smile back, finding himself unable to resist. Dammit. ❝ A dork? I think I’ll take the scary comment back. ❞ A chuckle followed suit, his fork swooping in and snatching some of her food, taking a bite quickly afterword. Really now? He’s heard worse of course, but... a dork. Him. 

Okay maybe a little. 

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❝ Damn you bite more then Ghi did and that’s saying something. ❞

The Hydreigon lifted his head up from his resting place, a soft drei? escaping him. Draze only answered with a chuckle as he turned his attention back to his main focus. The new member of the team, the blue Tyrunt he had named Regina. DJ Mary hadn’t lied to him—she really was a challenge. But he was up for it. In some ways it wasn’t so different from when he was first starting off with Ghidorah. Both dragons were biters, and if he could take a Deino’s biting all the time he could handle a Tyrunt’s right? Right. 

Of course, he didn’t own a house back then.

The past few days were him “Tyrunt-proofing” the place as best he could. Removing the frail objects around like vases ( he already lost one to her ) and the like. His place was already rather suited; he raised Dragon-types after all. Even as trained as they were, there was still some accidents here and there. A photo frame falling from a careless tail swipe or a bag of food being knocked over ( and eaten in record time ). The usual. But even then she had been causing some mayhem. 

Luckily she was staying still for the most part, sitting down while her jaws worked away at a chew toy. He was going to need buy more of those; she wore them out so quickly. At least it wasn’t a leg of furniture or something. His mind wandered a bit while watching her, taking note of her single eye. It was clear she was still adjusting. Regina ran into things, tripping over her own feet sometimes. It was the main reason why he hadn’t truly begun training her like the rest of his Pokemon; first she needed to get herself situated with living with one eye. They have already started some activities to help her out, focusing more on her other senses like smell and hearing to navigate. 

Ghidorah had taken special note of their new member ( likely because he knew what she was dealing with ) and was usually by her side to assist. Like now. The chew toy slipped from the Tyrunt’s mouth, rolling next to the other dragon. Regina rushed towards it, but she lost her footing and found herself sliding across the floor on her belly, until she came to a stop at Draze’s feet. He couldn’t help but to laugh as he helped her back onto her feet, Ghidorah rolling the toy back at her. She let out an elated sound as she crunched on the toy, going right back to what she was doing. 

❝ Careful now girl, the floor ain’t that slippery... ❞ he said, before taking a seat cross legged besides them. His Hydreigon took no time in putting his head onto his lap, while the Tyrunt leaned against his leg to the point where she was on her back. God look at these two. ❝ Okay I get it I get it... ❞ How demanding. He rolled his eyes and petted both of them. 

     the man grunts as his hands goes to his waist, palms feeling at the side of his jeans for the weapon….. he didn’t have on him. dammit. fuck. shit.       hopefully the suspect wasn’t armed either, or it would REALLY fucking suck for him.       however, what colin ISN’T expecting for a familiar face to make an appearance, the man he’d just seen a week or two ago coming into view making the officer freeze up. what… what the fuck ? the guy his PRECIOUS BABY SISTER had hauled along to his work party was… was a criminal ?       dude, no fucking way right now.       this … is some sort of joke, it HAD to be.      that, or colin was seriously starting to lose his marbles– or go off his rocker, as his pa would say.       his eyebrows knit together sternly as he stares the ( slightly ) taller man down, his expression one of barely contained anger and disappointment. draze has the NERVE to come to a work party for a bunch of cops whilst being a criminal on the side ? AND his sister hung out with people like that ?      not on his watch, nope.      ❝ dude– for fuck’s sake, is this what you do in your free time ? ‘cause i’m seriously about to call my sister after this and rake her over the coals, she can’t be dumb enough to hang out with CROOKS. ❞      the lycanroc at his heels let out an annoyed bark, her hackles still raised as she glared down the ‘’ criminal ‘’.      ❝ easy, echo.      but no, really– i legit fuckin’ pushed for her to take you ‘cause i THOUGHT maybe you’d be a nice guy, she’s always going on about how you treat her kindl–. ❞       another bark, this one even more irritated than the last, the canine now choosing to park her rear-end down where she previously stood.      ❝ okay, okay– just, what the FUCK are you doing, man ??? ❞

He didn’t quite know how to feel right now. Perhaps he should be happy that if a cop found him it’s one that knew him? Or maybe not since this... isn’t really how he wanted anyone that knows him to really see him. Breaking a window—even if it’s his own—wasn’t really a good look. He opened his mouth, ready to explain himself when Colin snatched any idea of that right away. 

Why the fuck did he mention Alice like that? First off what was he a matchmaker? And second he wasn’t no damn crook. It was his own home for the love of Arceus above. Of course, Colin didn’t know that but still. Like he had any need to break in anyone’s place when he had his own. He would never do that, his Ma would have a stroke, and he loved her far too much for that. Maybe as that reckless teen who was... well, a little piece of shit but not now. 

Fuck he just wanted to go to bed. 

He let the officer finish before going on his tirade. ❝  —This is my house. ❞ His voice was blunt and straight to the point. Perhaps a bit too aggressive, but all the stuff the policeman had said had set something off in him, but he wasn’t truly shouting.  ❝ I own this place. I ain’t no damn crook Colin so relax. ❞

He felt a Pokeball or two shake on his belt, so maybe he should calm down before one of his Pokemon decided to come out and investigate. Draze slowly took a deep breath, trying to relax a bit. This will work out fine. Hopefully. His voice was more level the next time he spoke. ❝ And like damn, can you give Alice some credit? I know you’re her brother and all but like... ❞ Alice was a good person, that was clear to anyone who met her. He really shouldn’t be worrying over stuff like that. Maybe he didn’t really understand, never having any sort of siblings.

@dracometeored​.

     he’s walking echo, the lycanroc eagerly tugging at the leash as the duo makes their way down the street. the dog-like creature pauses often to shove her snout into a bush or sniff a nearby tree or pole, but she keeps walking nonetheless.       as they go, he doesn’t bother paying much attention to what’s going on around him, instead focusing on his phone’s screen– he’s in a meme war with some friends from school, the silly ( and also somewhat inappropriate ) images appearing in his messages before being replaced by a new one.       however– what DOES draw his attention away from the phone is the sound of glass being shattered, echo’s posture tensing whilst her ears immediately perk up.       ❝ find it, girl. search. ❞      she knows the command well, echo yanking him a few more houses up the street before she practically tears through some bushes in her desire to get to the source of the noise. his shoes cause the shattered glass under them to crinkle distinctly, a broken window attached to a home right by the smattering of crystalline stuff.      someone had broken in ?      ❝ echo, stay. ❞      colin peers into the home, his eyes squinting some as he does his best to see through the darkness. dammit. alright, fuck it.      ❝ halt ! this is the police ! come near the window with your hands up, or i’ll release the lycanroc ! ❞

It was good to finally be back home. As much as he loved to travel, to see and explore what he hasn’t done before, Draze couldn’t wait to rush into his place and dive into the awaiting bed. Well, after putting the small bit of groceries he had bought away. Or maybe he could get Mizuchi to do that for him, she probably would anyway. She was always a good help, making sure things were in order. 

A relieved sigh escaped him as he walked up to his door, putting the bag of groceries down, searching for his keys. Which... he couldn’t find. Going through each pocket there was no sight of it; only some leftover change and a stray bill. ❝ Oh fuck me... ❞ he muttered, taking a brief look into his bag, and still nothing. Did he really leave them back inside? Don’t tell him that. Arceus it was late. He pushed against his door, seeing if maybe he left it open but no such luck. He didn’t expect it; he had gotten into the habit of making sure every door and window was closed as a kid. Keep out his stupid father. 

Well what was he going to do now?

Muttering curses, he wandered over to one of the windows on the side of his place. Was he really...? Draze didn’t see many options. It was far too late to go to a locksmith, and he never did those tricks of putting a spare key underneath a potted plant or anything. Didn’t trust those. The last intelligent part of his brain told him no, no you’re not going to do this you dumbass. But that part was small and the desire to go to bed and to be in his home overrode that bit of common sense. It was his damn house and he was going to get into it god dammit. Snatching up a rock, there was no hesitation as he used it to bust open, glass shattering and spraying across the floor of his home. 

Not ideal but whatever he could clean that up later. Sighing to himself, he was careful to avoid the remaining glass as to not cut himself, taking a grip to the frame. He was halfway inside when loud barking took his attention. Shit someone heard. Probably shouldn’t be so surprised but he didn’t really live in a popular area. Moving quick he entered his home, turning when he heard that familiar voice. 

❝ So Staryu right? And like, Starmie by extension. What do you call a group of them? ❞ He remembered the times as a kid when his family would go to the beach, particularly at night where many of them would be at, floating on the surface and flashing their gem cores. It was pretty, but also rather eerie. His mother loved it while his father couldn’t be bothered to care. ❝ Like you know how we call a group of like Tauros a herd and all that? And a bunch of other shit like that. So what about them? Is it a constellation? A galaxy? ❞