a mere coincidence [a-team]

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[attr="class","azzy-lyric1"]a perfect illusion

[attr="class","azzy-lyric2"]created for you

[attr="class","azzy-post"]An apple was not qualified to be considered a meal, but the familiar pang of hunger was something he could overlook for now. He had to save his pocket change, especially while he intended to keep a low profile. A small town meant it would only take an hour for his description to reach every ear, one of the reasons he could not wait to leave Greenberry behind.

Tossing the apple core behind him to land somewhere in the grass, Azrael wiped his fingers against his pants as he carried on. His pace was leisurely with no real hurry to get from point A to point B. He figured he would be spending the night in the woods later, anyway, so why rush? All he had to worry about was Pyr flying too far ahead. She had taken to the sky as soon as they left the laboratory, eager to stretch her wings after waiting it out on his shoulder. She circled overhead before swooping down, her thin talons narrowly missing Azrael's head as he swiftly ducked out of the way.

The Fletchling landed a few meters away, pausing to tilt her head to the side. She hopped once then twice, pausing again before pecking at the ground in search of worms.

OOC: figured we'd get a few rounds of social posts in before summoning the mods. i'll update the title with [mod] once we're ready!

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[attr="class","azzy-tag"]@nettie August Spector

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[August Spector]

August didn't realize he was procrastinating until there was nothing else for him to do other than meet his new Pokemon.

Granted, there wasn't much to do in Greenberry Town anyway, other than maybe visit the lab and the farmer's market, both of which August did. He briefly entertained the idea of visiting Gaia Island to see what that was all about, especially since his Pokemon had been bred there, but decided there wasn't much of a point to that. Instead, he got his light shopping done at the market and, when he was getting close to the town's outskirts, figured he should release his Pokemon and introduce himself.

After all, they were going to be stuck together for a while.

"Let's see who you are, little lady," he murmured, releasing the Ralts when it was apparent he wouldn't be in anyone else's way.

The Ralts herself appeared with what looked like a yawn. She turned her head, presumably looking around, but it wasn't until she gazed up at August and tilted her head just enough that August could see her big eyes. She appeared to be floating and August wondered if Ralts even had legs or if the wispy extension was mimicking a ghost.

"Hi," August said, trying to rack his brain as to what he knew about the Ralts species. Not much, except they were supposed to be really in tune with emotions. He supposed that was correct, seeing as she was wary of him but not entirely cowering.

August moved slowly and bent down so he was closer to the Ralts's eye level. "Name's August," he said. "We're going to be partners for the Gym Challenge, if you're up for it." The Ralts tilted her head to one side. "I should give you a name... Think I'll call you Roulette. We're both taking a chance on each other, after all, right?"

That, and the gambling-term as a name would probably have his mother rolling her eyes in exasperation whenever he next spoke to her.

Roulette cooed, inched closer, and August handed her an Oran berry. Roulette took it, seemingly deciding to hold onto it instead of scarfing it down, and August took that as a cue to stand back up. He let her catch up to his legs and set the pace as they headed further into Route 1. There weren't too many others around at this time, and August gave polite nods to those he did pass, his mind occupied on what Pokemon were around these parts of the region.

A Fletchling flit into his sights, and August marveled at the thought of a Talonflame on his team. Yet, there was someone else who wasn't too far away, and August paused just long enough for the stranger to get within earshot so August could casually ask, "The Fletchling yours?"

Fletchinder weren't too far from Diamond City, and August wasn't sure about a wild Fletchling being out on Route 1. Not impossible, he supposed, but it probably made more sense that the Fletchling already belonged to someone.

Pokemon Happiness: Roulette (1/5)
@nettie & @azrael, my post isn't my favorite, but I suppose it'll do for a meet-cute, . Thank you for starting this!

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[attr="class","azzy-lyric1"]a perfect illusion

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[attr="class","azzy-post"]"The Fletchling yours?"

A voice drew his head to turn and glance over his shoulder. Not even a moment after catching sight of a taller stranger--presumably another trainer, judging by the Ralts following after him--did Azrael swiftly swivel around on his heel. "Yeah, she's mine," his hands found the insides of his pockets as he stepped toward the stranger, making no attempt to hide the way he looked him up and down. A smirk curled on his lips as his steps changed direction, slowly circling to the right of the stranger.

"You could be too~" he gave a wink before his attention rapidly shifted away from the unknown trainer and down to the Ralts. His smirk grew into a wide grin as his steps came to a halt. Azrael crouched down without warning and pulled his hands out of his pockets to rest his elbows on his knees. "Why, aren't you just a cutie~!" His voice cooed, a stark contrast to the purr when speaking to the Pokemon's trainer. "What'cha got there? An oran berry?"

There was a flurry of beating wings as Pyr struggled to regain her balance after yanking a worm out of the ground. Once stable, her head perked up, finally taking notice that her walking perch was nowhere near her. She tilted her head in observation as she located her human fawning over a stranger's Pokemon. Taking to the sky, she circled around them before swooping down and landing on Azrael's head. The Fletchling tilted her head one way and then the other before stretching out her neck, offering the worm in her beak in exchange for the berry.

Not the fairest trade, if you asked Azrael.

OOC: sunny, feel free to join when you're ready c:

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PYR female | normal/flying | lv05 | big pecks | healthy Growl | Peck | Quick Attack | Defog

[attr="class","azzy-tag"]@nettie August Spector

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[August Spector]

"Yeah, she's mine," was the expected response, and August nodded in acknowledgement. His gaze had returned to watching the Fletchling attempt to yank a worm from the ground and had nearly missed the Pokemon's trainer sauntering up to him until said trainer was right in front of August. August, on his part, took a surprise step back, an eyebrow raised at the trainer's next words before giving him a crooked, baffled smile.

"Nah," August said, giving his head a soft shake. "There are better ones out there than me that you could capture, I'm sure."

The stranger's tone distinctively changed as he spoke to August's Ralts, and August watched patiently as Roulette tilted her head as she listened to the stranger's cooing. She didn't seem to mind the attention, showing off her Oran berry when the stranger pointed it out. The Fletchling made a reappearance, landing on her trainer's head and apparently offering a worm to Roulette. August stifled a chuckle when Roulette clutched her Oran berry all the tighter.

August dug out another Oran berry and offered it to the Fletchling and her trainer, unsure if the bird Pokemon would take the berry from August himself. "Don't think Roulette wants to let that go, pretty bird," August said, his tone casual and soft. "I got an extra one for you if you want it, though."

Since he was apparently feeding the stranger's Pokemon, August said, "I'm August Spector. The Ralts is Roulette, named about two minutes ago. You heading in or out of Greenberry Town?"

Pokemon Happiness: Roulette (2/5)
@azrael & @nettie

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[attr="class","azzy-lyric1"]a perfect illusion

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[attr="class","azzy-post"]A near instant rejection! He saw that much coming, though the stranger's insistence that there were better ones to capture was more than enough for Azrael to make his decision. Half the fun was in the pursuit, after all. If the prey did not want to be caught, then he would simply have to stalk it until it tired and lowered its guard.

"Oh~ what a nice berry!" He could feel his grin growing, enough so that his cheeks began to hurt, as the Ralts showed off her Oran Berry. "Better hold onta that, cutie. There's a lotta hungry Pokemon around here." Azrael's head dipped down with the weight of the Fletchling, and a hand immediately reached up to comb the displaced locks of hair behind his ear.

Pyr pulled back, beady black eyes blinking at the Ralts' trainer. Her attention zeroed in on the extra blue berry, and she threw her head back, swallowing the worm to free her beak. Azrael stiffed with her movements, momentarily worried that she would drop the worm on on his head instead. He visibly relaxed when she didn't and lifted his head up, balancing the bird with ease. "Watch out. She'll clean out your supply."

Grey and red feathers ruffled with a small shake from the Fletchling in defiance to her trainer's claim. She hopped off of Azrael's head and onto the other trainer's arm, situating herself before pecking at the offered berry.

Azrael rolled backwards onto his heels, the movement continuing as he sat himself down on the ground. He leaned back on one hand, tucking one leg beneath him. Resting his other arm across his raised knee, he peered up at the now-identified trainer. August Spector. What a cool last name. "Azrael Lyon, but you can call me Azzy." He pointed toward the Fletchling making herself at home on a mere stranger's arm. "That's Pyr, and... Out. Small farm towns are itchy. You get Roulette from the lab?"


OOC: don't mind me as i try to remember how to write

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PYR female | normal/flying | lv05 | big pecks | healthy Growl | Peck | Quick Attack | Defog

[attr="class","azzy-tag"]@nettie August Spector

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[August Spector]

August stood stock-still as the now-identified Pyr abandoned her trainer's head to perch on August's arm to inspect and nibble on the Oran berry. August silently agreed with the other trainer -- there were plenty of Pokemon always on the hunt for food. Pyr seemed well taken care of, which was great, but August glanced down at Roulette, now watching Pyr curiously, and hoped that he could take care of the Ralts just as well.

Or, rather, well enough. Keeping the Ralts alive, and her helping to keep him alive in turn, seemed like it would mutually benefit them both.

August cast the other trainer a crooked smile and said, "Pleasure to meet you, Azzy. Yeah, Roulette came from the labs. Supposedly her parents are over on Gaia Island. I've never been there, but I've heard some strong trainers have their ranches out there. Maybe one day Roulette and I will go and visit her parents, heh.

"Same," August said, referring to him leaving Greenberry Town. "The little town isn't so bad. Mom loves their marketplace. It's small, but it has some of the best produce in the region, in my opinion. Granted, I come from Diamond City. It's a bit more urban than this side of the region..."

Understatement of the year.

Pokemon Happiness: Roulette (3/5)
@azrael & @nettie