#cgear

UNPROMPTED || ALWAYS ACCEPTING! || @cgear

cgear asked: "DEMON?" It was unclear whether he sounded offended or scared- maybe a mix of both? "I AIN'T NO DEMON!!! And ehhh, I ain't no scaredy-meowth but demons ain't real, right?" Yeah, despite what he said he sounded pretty scared.

[Nanashi had seen and encountered just about everything; sure, he was only fifteen, but he'd been studying demons for years now. That, combined with his current predicament as an undead demon-hunter, meant he should be able to identify ANYTHING he came across...so why didn't he recognize this goofy-looking cat?]

[Of course he assumed the cat was another demon- it had every other indicator, including the ability to talk. He figured that this little guy might be an asset, given that he'd never seen it before...though he'd been unpleasantly surprised by that sort of assumption before. Maybe his dad was right; "assumptions make an ass out of you and me."]

[After all, the cat-like demon didn't seem to understand what it was, let alone that demons had infested the city. Maybe it wasn't a demon...? Nanashi had heard of cats before, but he'd never seen one. He'd been under the assumption that they were all extinct. Did cats talk...?]

[For as rational as Meowth's concerns were, Jessie had blind confidence in herself; despite her innumerable losses, she saw nothing but victory ahead. Dustox was perfect and gorgeous, far more lovely than that twerp's Beautifly -- it didn't matter that she hadn't been training it ( aside from their battles with the twerps )! All that mattered in the end was appearance ( and Meowth's assistance in rigging their performance ). Dustox had this in the bag.]

❝ WATCH IT, furball!! ❞ [Jessie snarled, then put her hand on her hip, adopting the haughty attitude she was known for. When she continued, her tone was light, the way Meowth sounded when he described one of his boss fantasies.] ❝ My darling, beautiful Dustox IS going to win the hearts of those fickle judges, and when it does, we'll be famous! Beloved! Rich! ❞ [Jessie giggled with delight, evidently caught up in her fantasy, then took a breath and dismissively waved Meowth off.]

BREATH OF THE WILD SENTENCES. // accepting!

" yes. you certainly were in the jaws of death for a moment there. "

a creature so intelligent it mastered the art of human speech--or rather, the mess of human speech--was one sakaki thought would be of incredible virtue to rocket. such was why he had allowed it to slide when a pokemon, not human, so desperately yearned to be part of their ranks. silly as it was, he was curious, intrigued.

it was like conducting a science experiment with its primary subject blissfully oblivious to being nothing more than an expendable test.

" normally, one alerts to their presence before entering the training grounds for this very reason, " continued sakaki, watching as persian, who had seized meowth by the scruff, slowly set him down, her eyes bright and keen upon him.

in the background, nidoking huffed, rightfully looking peeved. in the midst of training, meowth had stumbled in at the worst moment, nearly caught and severed in nidoking's powerful jaws. were it not for sakaki's sharp eyed command and persian's swift movements, they'd be dealing with a far bloodier aftermath.

" it is unwise to be away from your companions like this. "

❝ But...isn't Persian the boss' top cat? ❞ [The question slipped out automatically, even though it was sure to upset Meowth.]

[Insulting as it might be, however, James was expressing his healthy dose of skepticism for the day. After all of the times Meowth's schemes had failed, he couldn't help wondering if perhaps said schemes were inherently flawed. Not only were they targeting Pokemon unrelated to the twerps' Pikachu, they were aiming for relatively common specimens ( at least according to their index cards ). James would always hear Meowth out, but even he had his limits.]

[Meowth's machinations were, as always, a bit fantastical. Even so, as Meowth spun out his whimsical culinary tale, James couldn't help falling for it. Of course! A Pokemon who could function as a companion and a salt shaker? Genius! Avoiding the tedious task of speaking to customer service? Incredible! Meowth truly was a mastermind worthy of Team Rocket's name.]

it’s kind of sad how obsessed you are with gaining those humans approval

"You are small and very easy to break in my paws. Maybe that's why it's so inspiring to watch you fail repeatedly." Noodle looks thoughtful, offering a rage candy bar.

"Most small things give up after the first failure. Do you just want to be successful? I feel like that'd be easier to do with something less difficult. Maybe try catching a different pikachu?" He got it though. He'd do anything if Lance was the one asking, and he assumed that was why Meowth kept trying for his humans.

send me a “...” and one of my muse’s pokemon will talk to you. // accepting