RIDE THE STORM

Maybe at this point she’d just been drawn to the action of it all; not often drifting from the League for reasons that weren’t purely recreational, Liv found herself in Kenyte City for the night - and well, rants and raves about the gym there seemed to draw her in easily. Came as no surprise to find the Electric-type gym so teeming with sound, with a hefty number of spectators; as much as Liv could do without the crowds that gyms typically drew in, she’d admit that it added to the thrill of the sport - something that was admittedly lost at times at the League.

The match had ended in a loss for the challenger - upsetting to see, but a part of the sport none the less - and Liv had decided to wait for the remainder of the crowd to move along before making her way toward the gym floor.

“ That was quite a show you put on, ”  she said, aiming to grab Thyra’s attention quickly.

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   thyra loved to put on a show, it pushed her challengers out of their comfort zone and threw them into the spotlight - if they couldn’t handle a crowd like this they wouldn’t be able to handle the crowd of a champion match. 

the music blares and the crowd roars, they want a scrap tonight - and the challenger brings it, he’s an overly-cocky teen who could do with having a slice of humble pie, so thyra delivers - she announces a doubles battle last minute and sends out both of her toxtricitys; cherry & jett.

needless to say, they steal the show and the trainer is left ranting and raging. some food is offered as well as a chance to come back when he gets a little stronger and it easily pacifies him.

her team and sent upstairs to rest up and it’s only then does thyra notices an elite league member in her gym.

     “ liv paquet! “

she jumps down from the stage, a towel is already around her neck from the sweat she built up - she likes to be just as active as her team during battles.

     “ the fiery fist of the league, what do i owe the pleasure? “

   “ i’d offer ta’ shake your hand but i’m a little sweaty right now - you like the show? bet it doesn’t get your heart beatin’ nearly as much as your own battles, though! “ a hearty laugh escapes and she nods, agreeing with her own statement.

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[ braid ] ++ for my muse to braid your muse’s hair

  they’re sitting on thyra’s beaten up couch, yes she may have found it in a junkyard, had a blastoise powerwash it and call it a day … but darn wasn’t it comfy. cora’s back is to thyra and thyra brushes her fingers through the crimson locks in a tender fashion, she doesn’t want to hurt the other.

    “ glad you could find some time to hang out with us common folk “ even though cora isn’t looking her way, she can feel the death glare. “ i’m kidding! i’m kidding! i’m flattered you’re letting me touch your hair, a lady’s hair is everything to them - or so i hear. “

her pokemon are fast asleep across her apartment / warehouse attic of her gym / she doesn’t pay rent so she doesn’t know what to call this. but regardless, her tone is soft and barely above a whisper as she gets to work, thyra doesn’t look it but she’s very good with her heads when it comes to intricate details. 

   “ y’know, i keep seeing you around kenyte - how about i come and visit your stompin’ grounds for a change one day, we can make a day out of it - you can even treat me to some high-class food - “ the gym-leader continues the idle conversation with the other, it’s easy and they naturally bounce off each other whilst thyra loops one piece of hair after another to finally finish in the form of a milkmaid braid.

   “ here, take a look “ she holds out a small pocket mirror for cora, looking slightly anxious but excited to hear the other woman’s reaction.  “ thought i’d go for somethin’ regal, you deserve it. “ her hands finally leave the space of cora and find themselves reaching for a phone “ mind if i take a pic? i’ll add it to my ‘secret pics of cora’ folder. “

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[ laugh ] ++  for my muse to laugh at something yours did

“ … pfft … PAHAHAHAHA ….. oh my goodness… oh gods …. “ 

   thyra witnesses a particularly amusing exchange between a haunter and its partner, a trainer who looks very displeased and being licked by his ghostly friend. but for thyra, oh it sets her off big style.

   “ i’m so sorry, partner, but i just can’t get over how close you and your buddy are! i mean … pfftt … HAH..- - “ her sides are going to hurt later.

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[ surprise ] for your muse to show up at mine’s house without explanation  

[ flower ]  for  your  muse  to  offer  my  muse  their  favourite  flower

   it’s a little late, thyra herself hasn’t had the easiest of days, hands rough and calloused from years of hard work - though her gloves are removed when she’s indoors she still finds herself anxious without them. instead, she opts for feeding her team and herself, whatever leftovers are in the fridge this time.

   and then a buzz on the door of her gym goes, she hurries down from the warehouse attic and slides open the painted scrap doors to welcome an unexpected but familiar face.

    “ lil’ !! what a nice surprise, what’re you even doin’ up at this time? c’mon in “ as always, she’s quick to greet her long-time friend with a hug and a ruffle of her hair, stepping aside to let the pokemon breeder enter first - and of course, thyra’s pokemon adore lillian and they’re all extremely quick to greet her.

   “ give it a rest guys you’ll wear her out before she’s even sat down! “

and it’s then that thyra spots the flowers behind lillian’s back, a warm smile creeping up on her features as her voice becomes softer.

     a bunch of peonies are offered to the gym-leader, all in varying shades of oranges, yellows & red - they’re her favourite flower and her friend knows it all too well. she happily accepts with one hand and pulls the shorter girl into a one armed-hug.

“let’s go lesbians” the thrilling sequel to let’s go eevee and pikachu 

rated W for Women  😳 

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   thyra seeks out the ghost-type elite after a few concerned kenyte citizens approach her about a ‘spooky shadow on the outskirts of town’ though thyra already had her suspicions on what the shadow may be, they were only confirmed when approaching the taller woman.

  her boltund, chief, is behind her with a jacket on his back marching forward and offering it to caspar whilst thyra has a flask of hot cocoa ready to give to the other. “ get yourself warmed up, caspar, can’t have you elite leaguers gettin’ sick on me now ya’ hear? “

    “ what brings ya’ out this far anyway? doin’ some nightly trainin’ ? lookin’ for some ghosties? or did you just come to keep lil’ ol’ me company whilst i do some daily duties? “ patting the other woman on the shoulder after her last comment & letting out a soft spout of laughter.

   “ well, whatever yer’ up to, count me in. “

A faint pink blush creeps over Cora’s cheeks as the gym leader greets her warmly, and her stomach practically does a somersault as well. “I doubt I’m the first Kalosian to step foot in Agron,” she said, long eyelashes fluttering as her eyes drift downwards. Perhaps if she doesn’t look Thyra in the eyes, then she would stop having such an inconvenient reaction to a simple greeting and—

Nope. It’s still there.

She takes a sip of the ginger ale in her hand instead in an attempt to play things cool and reaches out to grasp Thyra’s hand with her free one. Pygmalion rubs against Cora’s leg, almost as if he knows the predicament his trainer’s in, and wraps one of his ribbons around it. An immediate sense of calm washes over Cora, allowing her to regain her poise.

“Yes, I’ve been training,” she explains, “But I doubt you’ve any reason to worry over me. I wouldn’t have come to the desert if I couldn’t handle mys…”

Cora turns pink again as soon as she processes Thyra’s statement about her face, and her words trail off in shock. “I’m sorry, did I hear that correctly?” 

     she gives the hand a firm shake and grins, blowing some hair out of her own face during before focusing her attention back on the fairy elite member, offering a hearty laugh at the other’s surprise.

   “ huh ? cora, i refuse to believe nobody has called you or your team beautiful before - i’ve got eyes haven’t i ? and i ain’t afraid to use them ! “ both cherry & jett either side of her seem just as amused as she is, slurping away at their pokenoodles.

   “ can’t expect someone like yourself to be afraid of gettin’ down and dirty, you’re a hard worker and all that! but are you here on official business or eatin’ up that precious free-time? “

thyra picks her phone out of her pocket, it’s an old flip-phone style one ... she never could get used to the up & coming tech. noting the time to be getting pretty late, she sends a look to cora and smiles.

   “ well, howdy partner’ !! “ thyra finds herself in ike’s turf, syenite port always had such a charm to it though - it was probably one of her favourite hotspots in the region, bar her own city of course! but she’s quick to greet her fellow gym-leader with a high-five and a lazy grin.

   “ thought i’d stop by and see how my favourite poison wrangler is doin’ how’s the port treating you? free at the moment for a catch up with your neighbour? “

   “ if it ain’t ms.kalos - “ thyra spots and smells the grace from a mile away, or so she says, both of her toxtricity’s stand either side of her and they’re enjoying a pot of instant ramen each, thyra is still waiting for her pot to cool down.

    “ what brings you to the neck of the woods anyway, you looking for something - or someone? i know the desert can be a good trainin’ ground but i’d hate for your pretty face and pretty team to get dusty ‘round these parts. “

   quick to laugh at her own statement, she offers a free hand out to shake anyway - elite four weren’t called elite for no reason and thyra held a degree of respect for them all, especially someone who could tame the aloof fairy types.

   “ lil’ where you been ?! “ the gym-leader is caught mid-stride when she spots the familiar breeder, they both share a town after all! regardless, she’s just as quick to pull the other into a one-arm hug, ruffling the top of her head with her other hand.

   “ been workin’ your noggin’ to death again? remember to take it easy once in a while, you free right now ? because my stomach sure is. “

whats up everyone im harls and this is jackass! ( poses to thyra )