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Our rocket femme will be missed- thank you for playing her while you did! 

Praginue Town. It was a curious thing, and while Giovanni had not received an invitation to the event being hosted in the city (little wonder, there), once he'd caught wind of the it he'd had no intention of missing the spectacle. An entire city created by the power of the Pokémon Jirachi—it was incredible. He greatly desired to learn more about how the Sinnoh Champion had come to make such a wish, and could think of no better way to do so than to attend her event himself. The stipulation that all guests wear masks was wonderfully convenient in that regard; the odds that anyone would recognize him were next to none while his identity was concealed in such a way.

Though he'd had little interest in the various activities taking place around the city leading up to the main event, Giovanni had spent his time wandering through the city and marveling at its beauty. That a Pokémon could be responsible for such unique architecture had him in complete awe. The more he saw of the fantastic city the more he began to imagine what he could do with such powerful wish-granting abilities. 

The main event—the masquerade ball—was almost as impressive as the city itself. There was dancing, music, all manner of appetizing hors d'oeuvers, and everywhere Giovanni looked he saw a sea extravagant masks. His own was no exception; he'd spent a good amount on the black beaked mask, its intricate beading and form having caught his eye. He doubted he would ever find the occasion to wear it again, but the way it matched his black tuxedo so elegantly was too perfect to pass up on. The fact that it hid nearly all of his facial features aside from his eyes and hair didn't hurt either.

The holiday-themed decorations were the most unpleasant part of the whole thing. Even as a child Giovanni never cared much for Christmas; his mother had given him a bonus on his allowance to mark the occasion and that had always suited him just fine. Only briefly in his life had he found any cause to be happy about the season, but that joy had quickly soured and left only uncomfortable memories in its place.

Oh no! Kick that sickness in the butt. We hope you feel better soon!

You'll be on hiatus until 02/11!

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