HEARTFUL NECROMANCER ♡

Hewwo there, this is irma. Your friendly neighborhood magical girl enthusiast. Here to bring you spooky scary skeleton times. This blog is for a POKEMON NECROMANCER WITCH OC. Clara is my daughter and I love her. 

I am also incredibly sporadic due to irl reasons. Expect very low activity out of me in general, though even when I’m not super active I still lurk. You can also find me on my personal twitter HERE! Other blogs I run and can be found on:

@SPARKLEFLIES​ (zoe from league of legends)

@FITFULNIGHT​ (remilia scarlet from touhou project)

@DEADLYFANTASIA​ (yukari yakumo from touhou project)

@HAKUREIMAIDEN​ (reimu hakurei from touhou project)

      “ Could you not have accomplished such a thing by climbing a tree? ”   gaze shifts to the skyline, realizing her mistake   -  No. No she couldn’t have. Not when Central keeps their trees near shorter than their buildings. Even in the deeply green, foliage heavy parks around the city, there was no way to really climb, much less observe your surroundings… still.

    And now the child was injured. And she, though perpetually out of her uniform, was still widely recognized as a person working under the State. It would behoove her to ignore a person in need. But, she is not such an evil person that she would ignore an injury on another human  (  or animal, or plant, or machine )  for it is a part of her that she must put her art into practice. 

It was a child that sits deep, deep down in the pit of her stomach  -  beckoning her forward to help. If only to use her alchemy once more, to fix what is broken. She knows the human body more than most humans, and it is her Grand Magnum Opus is it not? For this reason, she is not too fussed to bend the knee in the end.   “ Stay right where you are, I’ll fix it for you. You have no qualms with alchemy, yes? ” 

      “Alchemy?” Now that caught her attention. Clara looked back up at the woman, curiosity clear in her bright eyes, a wide grin now on her face, as if she was a child that had just gotten offered a large chocolate cake. It wasn’t as if she was unfamiliar with the term, one could easily call the potion making her elder sister did alchemy. Yet the witch could tell what the woman was asking wasn’t exactly the same thing. Not if it was meant to mend a sprain. Spellcasting would seem to be a closer match, some sort of healing magic. 

       But her knowledge was much too limited to say one way or the other. Part of the reason she had been poking around as she had was to try to learn more about this world, and to get an opportunity to see their version of spellcasting first hand was nothing short of exciting for her. 

        Questions immediately started flooding her mind. Would it even work on someone like her? She wasn’t human after all. But Clara too was very familiar with the human body, and that of mages by extension. Enough to know that her biology was close enough to a human at the level of muscles and bones that whatever alchemy the woman was planning on performing likely wouldn’t cause the necromancer any harm either. And if it did? Well, wouldn’t the implications of THAT be just as interesting to research? 

      Clara’s initial response would likely be one of slight relief. Ghosts are a pain to deal with —doing all their haunting and rattling of her cupboards and such. They’d be a lot easier to ignore if she just couldn’t see them. But this would only be a very momentary relief, one soon replaced with worry.

      After all, that wouldn’t exactly be just.. A normal thing that could happen. And the implications of it are distressing even for someone as carefree as her. Is her connection to her leyline weakening? If so, how? Why? Is this something others like her are experiencing? If it is something to do with her connection to her leyline how does she fix it before it gets worse? Losing her connection to it would mean being cut off from her power source, and Clara has waaay too much to do and research that would be impossible to accomplish without them. (She would also die. But well, that's a minor detail.)

 repost   &   BOLD  all that apply to your muse .

gets colds easily / has a chronic condition  /  spoonie  /  has had major surgery  /  has had minor surgery  /  suffers from spring allergies  /  has broken a bone  /  has a sensitive stomach  / gets headaches easily /  has anxiety /  has depression / has psychosis / disassociates  /  has trauma  /  has a phobia  /  has an addiction  /  is prone to panic attacks  /  bruises easily  /  has had a major health scare  /  has lost a loved one to health issues  /  pushes themselves when sick  /  is a poor patient  /  is a good patient  /  ignores signs of poor health in themselves  /  is a hypochondriac  /  has undiagnosed health issues  /  isn’t bothered by medical settings  /  hates medical settings  /  takes their medicine  /  doesn’t take their medicine  /  only takes their medicine when they need remember it  /  doesn’t have medicine /  works on improving their health  /  makes choices that worsen their health .

“I’ve got my own set of haunted woods and abandoned buildings of my own, don’t need to be greedy and step into someone else’s.”

Granted, it does sound interesting - if she were travelling, she would have absolutely checked it out. Buuuut she’s not travelling right now, and besides - she’d rather have something she could physically come back home with.

Let her tailfeathers gather dust, child.

       “Boooo.... fiiiiiine.” 

       Next time Clara. Next time.

Thank heavens she has no idea what Clara is thinking about - the mess that’s artificial technology and how it works on biological life forms goes waaaay beyond Bri’s scope of knowledge. She has no idea if she can learn a TM or HM, and honestly? Her pride is more important than finding out the answer.

“Doesn’t matter to me. There’s nothing I need from Sinnoh right now, so i’m not going.”

Not like that’ll stop Clara, of course…

      “Awww come on! You suuuure? I read online there is a big spooky forest near Eterna City with an abandoned mansion in it! We could go check it out! Doesn’t that sound fun? There's probably all sorts of neat things in a forest like that!” 

“…”

Was she…? Oh no. Oh no, Clara no.  Just because she can fly doesn’t mean she literally knows the move Fly! And she doesn’t have the stamina to fly outright between regions!

“Clara, I’m not a Carrier Pidove or Taxi Corviknight. I’m not strong enough to carry anyone, much less that far!”

       She didn’t actually know Fly? Well that's a shame. Wait, trainers used some sort of Hidden Machine Thingy to teach their Pokémon moves like that right? Now would the same thing work on— 

        No, no, Clara, that's a bunnelby hole for a different day. 

“All yours. They’re useless to someone who knows how to fly.”

Honestly, she’s been given skates before. She refuses to talk about it. Mainly because she couldn’t balance and fell on her ass.

      “Oh yeah! You can fly! Forget about paying for a plane ticket you could fly us to Sinnoh!” Clara I think you are skipping a few steps here.