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Her jovial behavior over a topic as sobering as death would have been off-putting for some, but not for Rider. He had lived and died surrounded by death and the glory and grief that came with it, and so was accustomed to its sullen nature. But for someone to regard the passing of man into the afterlife with such a smile certainly was refreshing.
"A good guess. Indeed, I have died, but have yet to pass on." This was accompanied by a nonchalant shrug, he himself letting her know that his death was something he was comfortable talking about. Though, the circumstances regarding how he died was a different matter altogether. One he would rather not discuss at this moment in time.
He offers a relaxed smile at her curious action. "As you can see, I have a body. It breathes and bleeds like any living human being’s, but I’m also more." He explained, briefly turning ethereal, his bodily form dissolving into nothingness until naught but his disembodied voice could be heard. "See? But this consumes much needed energy, so I prefer to just have a physical body." He returns then to his physical being.
"Well, I’m glad you find myself neat. Alright, as reward for your flattery, I’ll tell you who and what I am, exactly. I’m a Heroic Spirit, a Servant of the grail. My name is Achilles, son of Thetis and Peleus." Though his name was carven in legend, he doubted this girl would have heard of his existence, if her floating phantom was any indication.
The zealous female's attention had been completely secured after the mention of him having died before. Before she can ask where exactly his spirit went, but her own awe at his action kept her from doing so. Seeing an actual person, or someone resembling a person, partake in such a ghostly action was quite the amazing action in her eyes. Physical limits separated her from her phantom companions; naturally, she was fascinated with capabilities that she simply couldn't fulfill.
"Wow! It's almost as if you can choose between being a person or a ghost! So cool!"
She wasn't quite sure about the terms or names he was using, but his tone of voice displayed that it was all quite important. The male also mentioned that he was a "Heroic Spirit" which must definitely differ from a regular spirit. The trainer still maintained a cheerful disposition; perhaps she would understand these terms if she read more.
"Gee, you sound terribly important, Achilles! My name is Phoebe- not as majestic, but I like it still! " She pauses for a moment considering the possibility of him or his fancy sounding parents were in any of the text in the library; it apparently withheld an abundance of information from different universes.
"You know, maybe you or your parents are in books in the library! Have you ever checked to see?"
You awake to discover 4 or 5 presents stowed away in your abode, all of which have been boxed in pristine, vibrantly wrapped boxed adorned with bows. Some of these boxes contain: a creepy doll, shoes, a warm winter coat, flower hair accessories(This is not to be published or responded to until the 25th. Merry Christmas!)
She hardly questioned how these boxes got into her house; much stranger things have happened before. Consumed with juvenile excitement, she opened the boxes with little care in keeping things pristine only to find newfound possessions that were both functional and incredibly desirable. Not to mention that the shoes were incredibly helpful considering that the bottom of her feet had an incredibly rough appearance by now.
”Haha! These are all so lovely! Thank you, Christmas Ghost!”
christmas presence | ( alphonse & phoebe )
The sunlight had began taking its leave as night began to make its appearance. The temperature had spiked drastically as the winds were rather sharp, but she managed to persevere. It would have been beneficial to have her Dusknoir around; however, she'd rather her companion remain comfortable inside its pokeball than float around in this nippy weather.
Her hands were occupied with bags filled with gifts. While she had bought some items intentionally for certain people, she discovered that she may have bought more than she needed. A few products of overspending included a lava lamp, a paper umbrella, a coffee cup, and a ceramic ghost. While all of these would be super cool gifts to keep, she reminded herself that Christmas is about giving and that buying presents for oneself was frowned upon slightly.
As she walked home, azure hues noted a rather interesting person- or at least she assumed it was a person. Orbs had been locked onto a rather large suit of armor in solitude. They carried on with their business; however, it was rather difficult to lose the trainer once her interest had been piqued. Besides, not only did they appear interesting, but they were also alone on this holiday; perhaps, she could give them a present or two or three.
Rapidly trekking onward, she cut the person off and set her bags down. " Hello there! Uh, I couldn't help but notice that you're alone, but hopefully I'm not bothering you! Um! " She reaches into one of her bags, pulling out the lava lamp and the small ghost figurine. Extending her arms, she offered them both forward, still not able to tell if there was a person inside the armor or not.
"Here! Please take these gifts!"
(hello! so i'm thinking about phoebe getting gifts for some cast mates that are from hoenn or ones she's interacted with, but if you'd like a gift from phoebe please let me know!)

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Can you stay far away from me.
What did he say? He was either too far away or talking too low for her to hear him. "HUH?! I can't hear you from all the way over there!! Let me walk over so I can be closer!!"
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It felt strange to Sonia to hear the humming sound coming from Beldum without Steven’s voice coming along with it as well. In a way, she found herself a bit disappointed. She had wanted to go on a walk with him, only to find that he was busy with other business when she had asked. Luckily, though, her day wasn’t completely in vain. Despite Steven not being able to go, it seemed that Beldum had wanted to tag along with her. It wasn’t exactly the way she had anticipated on spending her day, but it was a nice surprise all the same.
Sonia took her time as she walked through the familiar park she often travelled to in the middle of the sixth sector, the comfortable humming continuing by her side as Beldum floated around her. At some point after entering the park, she found herself humming along with the Pokemon as well. She couldn’t understand what the hums meant, of course, but it felt right to hum right along with them.
Her attention turned to a woman that was coming towards them on the path. She might have offered a kind smile or even a hello, but it was the way Beldum acted that caused her to become more curious. It wasn’t the way they acted with most - if anything, it seemed like the woman was familiar.
Sonia turned her attention completely to the woman, holding up her hand in a small hello. “Hello there!” Her voice was as cheerful as always, as her walking came to a stop a couple feet away from the woman.
The woman walked beside her towering, ghostly companion provoking a few second takes from other due to their aesthetic differences. Their similarities rested on each of their internal sides. For example, the two both enjoyed frequenting the park every now and again. Due to the ability of transporting people from their own world to the afterlife, Dusknoir was capable of telling the girl interesting stories and assumptions about others. While it appeared that the two were having a one-sided conversation, the trainer was able to flawlessly communicate with the ghostly being beside her and understand what it was saying.
Her focus remained on her partner; she hardly took notice to what was in front of her. Like ant normal set of friends, they contemplated what else they should take on for the day and which part of the city they should visit next. Mid sentence, Dusknoir turned away from Phoebe, tuning out her words. Initially surprised by this action, the girl looked forward, only to see a familiar creature. It appeared irrationally excited; unfortunately, she wasn't capable of understanding pokemon who weren't ghost-type.
"Hey! Are you a pokemon trainer as well?! I'm all for training with you, but it appears as though it wouldn't be much of an even battle!"
The humming noises remained constant; while Phoebe hadn't been listening intently, her own companion had been. It drifted forward to speak with the steel-type only to turn back to relay the actual identity of this specific pokemon. Consequently, the woman responded in shock for multiple reasons. One, it seemed as though the pokemon when through some devolution. Two, it was with an different owner.
"WHAT?! That's supposed to be Steven's Metagross?! Steven traded it to you?!"
"WOW! How exciting!"
”Uhm, I might need a little help here!”, he almost yelled, looking around if anybody was in sight. Kagari’s stroll took him god knows where exactly, all he knew was that this was an alley, hardly visited and home of a small kitten who’s last meal was too long ago. Carefully carrying the small animal and trying to find a way out to get some food, the man’s gaze kept wandering around.
”Heh! Hey you there, you don’t happen to have some food on you? My buddy here is a bit hungry, you see.”
The girl's choice of snack was hardly fitting on the current temperatures; in her hand was an ice cream cone and walking alongside her was her adored Dusknoir. While the cold winds had taken a while to adjust to, she felt herself slowly but surely adapting to the environment.
Surprising her slightly, the male asked a rather odd question, but the cat in his arms appeared to be struggling with maintaining its life; well, that's what her ghostly partner told her via low grumbles. Reaching out, she handed him her ice cream without a second thought; however, it was no secret that it would probably be beneficial to get the creature something else.
"Ehh, I have some spare money- I wouldn't mind buying it something healthier!"
( hello! i have been a little busy and distracted so i haven't gotten to the starters and replies that i owe, but i promise that they're on the way! sorry they're taking a little bit long! )

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[♚] —— The sixth sector of the city offered the most unique change of scenery, C.C. had come to learn via a pamphlet she’d found within the walls of a quaint shop. While she intended to explore the city in it’s entirety, sooner or later, it was the better strategy to travel where you wanted to go first, was it not? Besides, the pamphlet spoke of a garden that remained untouched by snow regardless of the weather, which sounded intriguing.
And so, a trip by bus brought her to her destination. It was certainly a world apart from the rest of city, where trees stood in abundance, though many withered from the winter cold. Still, the witch wandered in pursuit of the rumored garden through the plant-life and snow.
And eventually, she found it. A small area of flowers and trees growing midst the ice and snow, an unusual place of warmth midst the cold.. A spec of green among the white. For but a moment, the sight may have moved something in the witch’s heart, relating to the lonely garden herself.
But that moment faded quickly, the sounds of footsteps approaching from nearby. But C.C. said nothing, instead crouching before an anemone.
Phoebe found few places that felt like home; granted, Mt. Pyre was in no way replicable, so expecting a similar location was rather silly. Plus, there aren't necessarily any need for a graveyard in a place where people were constantly revived. Therefore, she oftentimes found herself in Sector 006, solely because it was a lot easy to walk around this particular place without any shoes; it was rather dangerous doing so in the city, after all.
Trying her hardest, she evaded areas with too much snow or ice as much as possible. She noted an area in the distance with what seemed to be an anomaly among dead shrubbery and ice, so she naturally gravitated towards the area despite seeing another citizen in the exact location.
Approaching the female, the trainer attempted not to bother her; however, that lasted only a few seconds considering that she wasn't too keen on drawn out silences.
"These plants sure are persistent, huh? It's kinda like seeing flowers in a cemetery because they give a pretty hopeful vibe! Are you a big fan of those kind of flowers or something? "
Her enthusiasm was something else, Rider noted. In fact it was due to such enthusiasm that Rider all the more wanted to see whatever it was that emitted such a strange aura from the red and white orb. The Greek hero could only guess at what was about to come.
The flash of light that poured from the ball was surprising, though Rider barely flinched. What did get much of his attention however, was the being that came after the light had dimmed. Though, monster would be the correct term. It was a large, floating phantom, intimidating to behold and yet, the Servant looked upon it with genuine curiosity and awe.
"Dusknoir, you say?" he manages to squeeze in, before the girl drowned his words with a myriad of her own. Rider could only sigh in return, though amused once more by her excitement. It seemed it was capable of more than just looking scary, if she was to be believed. A couple of phrases stood out however: ‘being able to visit the spirit world’ and ‘her ability to talk to ghosts’.
It seemed he needn’t ask, as she inquired first. "I’m surprised. To think something so like this Dusknoir creature could sense my true nature," he says coolly and impressed. He addressed the creature with respect, nodding once at its direction. "I suppose there’s no use hiding it from a medium such as yourself and if your friend there can tell what I am. You’re correct, girl. I’m not human. I only appear so physically, but I am a lot more than that."
Just as the male's interest had been caught, Phoebe was curious herself about people and things of the abnormal. Of course, those who fell into the more spiritual category were especially fascinating to her; however, she was just as ecstatic to hear more about this stranger.
"Haha! You must have died before, right? That's probably how she knew."
She made her nonchalant nature concerning death quite clear- oftentimes forgetting that some people actually feared it. Her bond with ghosts and where she grew up eliminated this aspect of human nature. Standing on her tip toes, she placed her palm on the male's forehead as if she was checking for a fever, but really she was checking for quite the opposite.
"Hm! You feel only slightly cold- not too much like a ghost though!"
Not to keen on what 'personal space' is, she retracted her hand, thinking about what the male had told her. There were so many people from different universes with their own definitions of logic; it was only natural that she couldn't fully guess what he was.
" It's still pretty neat that you aren't human! Would you mind telling me what you are exactly?! Oh, I suppose I should ask for your name too, huh? "
(i have so much to do on my utena account, but i apparently love overwhelming myself
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"…Pokemon?" Another unfamiliar term. His curiosity had been piqued, if the strange orb-like device hadn’t done so already. The girl’s enthusiasm regarding whatever creature was inside also helped with Rider’s intrigue, and he smirks in appreciation of such behavior. He waved an arm dismissively, confidence rising.
"I’ve seen a lot of horrific things, girl. I’m sure whatever’s inside that tiny thing will not render me afraid. Go ahead, show me."
She maintained her cheerful disposition due to her love of showing off to others- well, showing off her pokemon. She believed Dusknoir to be very interesting due to its ability to go back and forth between the afterlife and their regular universe. "Alright, if you insist!"
Lightly, she tosses the ball as a quick ray of light flashed before revealing her partner in crime who was relatively large hovering at 7 feet tall. Nevertheless, its temperament remained more on the timid side. Phoebe jumped on its back before giving a more formal introduction.
"Soo, this is Dusknoir; I don't think she's scary, but some of the people get give her weird looks! She's able to do really cool things like different attacks and, um, taking people to the spirit world; she's pretty much the greatest! I get a little envious since she can visit the spirit world when all I can do is talk to ghosts...!"
Just then, her pokemon emitted a series of low grumbles while Phoebe listened intently offering remarks such as, "Hm? Whoa! You really think so?! Let me ask!" The female embellished with flowers looked back at the man and tilted her head slightly. " My Dusknoir just told me that she doesn't think you aren't all the way human; are you a ghost of some sorts, perhaps?"
It was a strange looking device. While the grail granted knowledge that allowed Servants to adapt to the current era, that only applied to the world they were summoned in. Within Hive City, much of that knowledge only amounted to the basics. Even now, as Rider stared onto the red and white orb(rather rudely), it kept his curiosity unquenched.
“Intriguing. I sense mana from that tiny little device, but how?” he wondered out loud.
Carefree as usual, the trainer merely smiled upon being indirectly approached. It seemed as though this guy's interest was in her Dusknoir rather than herself, but she could hardly blame him; her pokémon was pretty amazing. She didn't really know what a 'mana' is, though.
"Darn, I have no idea what 'mana' means, but I do have an ultra cool pokémon in here. Did you wanna see her?! You have to promise not to get scared, though!"

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The snow had managed to stick to the ground; the trainer couldn't recall the last time that she had actually had the opportunity to enjoy snowfall. In makeshift winter clothing, she decided to attempt to make a snowman.
Unfortunately, it turned out not to be her forte.
With a huff, she places both hands on her sides, azure hues staring down the blob of snow in front of her. How was she supposed to build a ghost pokemon out of snow when she could hardly make something that resembles a circle? Luckily, she also caught sight of a person who was somewhat familiar.
"HEY! Sonia, Steven's lady friend! Can you help me build something out of this snow?"
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