#hcennite

“Aww, that’s such a cute bird you have! Where did you get it?” That ain’t a regular bird, Jeongmin.

Oh wait, it might of spewed out a small flame-

“Did it breathe out fire!?”

“Have you seen a flying creature pass by, about this big?” Echo spread her hands half a feet apart. “It has many keys with it.” 

And one important one. She was retrieving a package for the inn when the little monster swooped in and snatched the key she had momentarily set down. Quick to react and unfazed by the unknown creature, Echo tracked it into the next sector until it dove around a corner and disappeared. Glancing around for any signs, Echo had approached the nearest person.

It’s easy to see the excitement and joy on his face when he holds the small little fire pokemon in his hands. At long last! A pokemon he’s extremely familiar with! Not just that but it was friendly to him! Or at least it didn’t attack him when he picked it up. “Hey Ekko look!” Ekko seems to radiate the same joy as Brendan, more so when he realizes that it isn’t going to attack his trainer. “Are you alone?” He asks, but he can easily tell that it belonged to someone else, it’s a domesticated torchic not a wild one. “Heh,” he smiles a bit, but it’s cast over with some sadness. It reminds him of back home and more specifically his friend May. She used to have one just like this one before it became a full grown and powerful Blaziken. “I hope she’s doing alright.” He says quietly. He misses both her and Wally and his family. In such a big place with none of them..it just feels wrong. It makes him feel lonely, more so with little to less than half of his pokemon team. Ekko seems to sense Brendan’s sadness and pats his trainer’s leg as some sort of comforting gesture to which Brendan immediately lights up again. Not wanting to worry him. “Heh don’t worry, we’ll go back home eventually!” He nods, he hopes. 

♂ does your muse put on make-up? how long do they need for it every day?

nope ! she hates make-up ! on rare occasions, she’ll put on lipstick, but that’s usually it.

♚ do they have a favourite piece of clothing?

     Already, Jaime could tell that this place was strange. The people, the environment, the animals. Everything. He would be lying if he said it didn’t unnerve him, but he kept the feeling to himself. That is, until one of the strange creatures put itself right in his path, puffed out its little chest, and defiantly cheeped at him. An eyebrow was raised as Jaime crouched before the tiny thing, keeping a slight distance in case that beak really was as sharp as it looked. He was unsure what the little bird wanted, but out loud he asked, ❝ Scarab, what is this? ❞

           Subject / unknown.

       ❝ You don’t know? ❞

           Query: [ CONFIRMED ].

       ❝ Huh. ❞ It was rare to find something that Khaji Da didn’t know of, and it left Jaime even more curious as to what the chick-like creature could be. Tentatively, he held out a hand; it had soft-looking feathers, and he was almost tempted to touch them. He only hoped it wouldn’t peck him.

💐 - Favorite type of flower

Spider lillies~! 088)

🎹 - Do they play any instruments?

♛ It was a peculiar creature, really... Unlike one she had ever seen before and had the queen herself not also been considered abnormal to anyone unfortunate enough to know her true nature then perhaps she could have passed judgement on the animal. When it chirped and drew near she took a sudden step back though only fearful of causing it harm and not the other way around. 

She immediately lifts her gaze the moment she hears footsteps approaching and motions towards the small animal with a single gloved hand.

“Does this--” Words come to a halt as the young woman falters momentarily. What was it, exactly? Certainly a bird of some sort given the seemingly soft feathers that adorned it’s small body but the exact species was unlike one she had ever known. Finally, though her tone is now one of obvious confusion, she continues,

<<You are also a trainer, correct?>>