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Havia uma grande mancha azul entre as nuvens cinzentas, e Aniel contemplava esse céu ambíguo, incerto se choveria ou não nas próximas horas. O procurador não estava se sentindo enérgico naquele dia - logo que pôs o pé na rua, se deparou com um pássaro morto, e a cena do animal destroçado não lhe saí da mente. A morte era algo natural a qualquer ser vivo, então por que ele se sentia tão esquisito com aquela cena na cabeça?

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For every day they had incredible unbelievable out of this world adventures, there would be just as many that were slow and boring. A lazy day here and there wasn't inherently a bad thing-- Except when Mabel was feeling like it was supposed to be a more eventful type of day and no one was willing to indulge her.

But that's fine! Sometimes, a girl just has to make up her own adventures. Today, she was going to play around in the woods with her grappling hook and not tell anyone where she was going and when they could expect her back! There was no way that could go wrong, right?

It started innocently enough, grappling up a few branches and swinging over to new trees gave her quite the rush. She felt like a lady Tarzan! Or maybe that was Jane? Who actually cares, that cliff was just begging to be scaled! Without a moments hesitation, the girl shot herself up to the very top, hooting and hollering the whole way.

"Weeheee! Let's goooo!" She squealed with glee, immensely proud of her achievement until a gusty breeze tussled with her fluffy hair. Fear and panic gripped Mabel's heart and she looked out over what would have been such a magnificent view of the Oregon wilderness... Had it not been for the several hundred foot drop below.

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The gentle light of the morning brought a little luminous glow to the world that day. It brought a touch of warmth to what was shaping up to be a chilly day. Naturally, for a morning such as this, a local coffee shop found its lounge a bit crowded that day, forcing the rest of its patrons outside to rest on their benches and umbrella-topped tables.

The crowd consisted mostly of a younger crowd. Those young adults going for a spot of coffee before plunging into their jobs, teens doing the same before going to school or to train with their Pokemon, and everyone in-between stopping by for a little drink to warm themselves up.

Among this younger crowd was one who stuck out a bit in more ways than one. He was an older gentleman, huddled up on a bench by himself. A tall individual, he practically towered over the rest of the crowd. He was doing his very best to ignore everyone else, including his purchased cup of coffee that must not be up to his tastes.

A cooled breeze swam in the air, chilling the older man enough to have him clutch a black trench coat over his body to keep what little warmth he had in him. As he did so, those withering red eyes of his wandered for a moment, before locking with the irises of someone amid the crowd.

He could feel the sheer arrogance and pride that belonged to that trainer in those eyes alone. Just as quickly as they met, he tears his gaze away, unaware of an unspoken rule between trainers.

Seconds drag out for eternity – she’s prepared to walk away, even going so far as stepping back off the small step from the clinic’s door – but the commotion from behind the closed door stops her in her tracks. A curse, a scream – the guttural noise was impossible to miss, but impossible to decipher as well.

Instinctively, her palm reaches for the door handle, there’s no resistance but she feels the faintest jiggle from the other side. Her palm retracts back to her side just as the door slides open, vision lifting to find an older, yet familiar face staring back at her.

She wasn’t sure what she had been expecting. Twenty plus years was a drop in the bucket for shinigami – she doubted she looked like she had aged more than a day since he had last laid eyes upon her. Sure, her hair was different but that was probably the grandest of changes for her. But twenty years for a human…was a quarter of their lifetime.

@the-rat-house

Rind sat there on the floor, tail curled around her paws as the largest, most unusual rat she's ever seen tense up at her presence.

"Just a bit of urban exploration, hm?" The Eevee's sneaking grin is audible in her voice. "Sure, sure. Nothing wrong with that! None of us are supposed to be here. But you are right, I am looking for something!"

The creature inches a bit closer to them, bushy tail briefly wagging and eyes gleam in adoration. She looks so unassuming, but something might feel off.