@casteliart liked for a starter!
{ ♨► } ————- Lumiose City is full of many types of people. A variety a personalities, a variety of appearances, a variety of nearly anything one could possibly name. Siebold prefers to keep his presence on the down low-- though that is a bit difficult when one is in fact a world famous chef, and region renowned trainer. Artists as himself are found in, what he believes to be anybody, so it always has been a bit baffling to the elite to think about how he is one of the only few to receive such positive attention.
It’s raining. The sky is gray, and clouds paint the sky like a canvas used to construct a certain negative emotion-- one that Siebold cannot quite figure out the name of at this current moment. Why exactly he is outside at this moment, he does not know. But the man has always had a specific fondness for rain, being a water type specialist and all. Who doesn’t like the rain?
Well, a lot of people, considering that very little people now sprinkle the streets of Lumiose. Siebold does have an umbrella, but he really does not quite plan on using it, really. What use is an umbrella to somebody who welcomes the familiar tenderness of water on their skin? He does, however, feel required to offer the little shelter he carries to those not so fortunate to currently have an umbrella, and it is not until he is up close to the man and handing out the aforementioned object does he recognize the face of Burgh-- Castelia City’s gym leader. My, Siebold must look so ridiculous in front of the artist-- drenched in rain and a dull gaze graced upon his features. He nearly finds himself feeling a bit self-conscious-- but he’s not so sure that Burgh will judge him for such trivial things.
“Burgh.”
“I apologize for not noticing you sooner.”
