#swordaserious

Its head tilts back and forth, crimsons swaying like a clock pendulum, right left, right left, the speed like a metronome, mechanical, smooth, smooth, mechanical, smooth- unwavering in its patternless movements.

Its eyes track the lifeless creature, blinking, unyielding, pupil sway, sway, sway.

“ Ｄｅａｄ ｏｎｅ, ｗｈｙ ｄｏ ｙｏｕ ｃｏｍｅ? “

(( Did I hear Princesses ))

Now this was certainly an unusual sight: an Aegislash of all Pokemon, unattended and wandering the coastline without a clear purpose in mind. A fully evolved Kalosian species like this... Surely it must have had a trainer somewhere-- but she and it were almost entirely alone on this stretch of beach.

After observing it a few moments with a curious smile at her lips, she figured it wouldn’t hurt to try speaking to it.

“Oh my... What’s this? A sword without its knight?”

Seated at her feet was a Debutante-trimmed Furfrou adorned with a bright yellow collar. The canine sniffed, alert, but gave no indication of leaving his human’s side.

(( Oh my god what a roller coaster of emotions, this is amazing!! ))

     She looked at the strange object before her. She had never seen something like it before. It looked like a weapon... Though the more she looked, the more it became apparent that she was trying figure out who would have lost such a regal item.

She tentatively reached for it, but she didn’t quite touch it just yet. She stopped just short of it to speak.

Clenched tightly in the scarlet mantids pincers was a bright yellow kakuna, consciousness or vise versa not obvious to non but the two bug types. Was the scizor helping the stationary insect, or was it her next meal of choice? Impossible to tell, but what caught the larger bugs attention more was the feeling of being noticed by a certain ghostly eye, one shortly met with her own glare.

(( Ah yes, the ever classic “My brain wants angst but now is not the time” (boy howdy do I know that feeling) ))