#askfreelancers

Keiko: “... I’m takin’ your silence as a no?” she asks in a slightly impatient tone. “Whatcha lookin’ at? You’re kinda starin’ out into space there~” The canid hybrid looks over and sees Momoko, giving an amused smir. “You two having a staring contest?”

Momoko: “No, it’s nothing. Right, Ciprian?”

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The Gardevoir couldn’t help but smile at the hybrid’s comment on the color purple. “I would most agree with you my dear, for purple is a very good color~” She covers her mouth with a gloved hand, a quiet laugh escaping her. “But perhaps I am biased as well, so it appears that we’re both to blame.”

When asked on her heritage she folds her hands over her stomach, her kind smile never wavering. “I’m not hybrid, as surprising as it is. However you’re correct on me being a variant of Gardevoir.” She moves one of her hands and rests it on her hip. “I don’t believe there’s an actual name for us, but my family has a history of us purple Gardevoirs. I haven’t dabbled too much into our family tree, however I can say with utmost confidence that it’s been going since the founding of this city.”

“That’s all I can really say on the matter, so I do hope that answers your question.” She leans forward slightly, her smile becoming playful. “But if you wish to become more familiar with me, I see no reason to deny. I quite love meeting new people~”

“A fun-loving trickster who mastered his passion, dazzling his audience with his illusions and fashion! Even as years and wear crept onto his back, his determination never allowed him to crack!

Such inspiration, such fire for his career, to see him follow it with such love made it clear! Thusly I decided to follow  his trail, to bring joy and mystery on a broad scale~! And while though I know what I’ve learned through his name, I don’t plan to outright copy his game! With his tricky lessons and remarkable zeal, I shall use them for a career with my own appeal~”

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“i have seen many children in my life, but that child was the only one who stopped among the bustle of people, greeted me, and sat and spoke with me even though he must have been in a great hurry like everyone else who has stepped foot on the trains. he is only a child, and yet the way he spoke made it sound like he knew all the answers in the world. i’ve never had any children of my own, but i felt as if i should see to it that that child be safe and cared for even if i never saw him again. there is something different about him this time around, though. something that has gone array. if my hunch is correct, then my friend should give him the help that he needs.”

[nico takes a long drag from his cigarette and pats ciprian on the back.]

“my apologies, young man. i seem to have rambled on again. but surely you have met someone who has made such an impression on you?”

Daaang, these two produced one heck of a kickass boy. Just lookit ‘im! I was tempted to give his garb Momo’s colors or Cip’s, buuuut I felt like he could use his own colors for his own identity. |D; Either way he looks pretty cool, at least I think so.

“I’m looking for two girls. Both of them... friends,  I guess you could call them,” huffed the male Gothitelle as he folded his arms, lowering his head with closed eyes.

“I was originally only going after one after she took off on her own, a soft-hearted Audino. Someone who’s supposed to have a protector with her at all times. But after she said she was trying to look for the other... a Gardevoir I know from childhood... my concern escalated.” It was then the psychic type balled a hand into a knuckle-popping fist, fitting a disapproving yet determined sneer to mask his worry.

“They had better not be in any trouble...“ he then thought to himself, we already are dealing with enough...

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“ ... I hope that answers that. Now what of you? What brings you out here? Are you trying to find shelter? Running an errand and merely caught in the storm, perhaps?”

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