o2 ✿ [voice/action for Violet]

[bellossoming]

...according to the contents in my bag, I'm a... breeder. What exactly am I to... breed?

[Yes, he's been here for three months and never figured this out.

And Kitora is seated on a bench somewhere near the pokécenter of Violet City, reading this Breeder's Handbook, again. His Gloom is napping next to him, curled up in a blanket. Kitora takes a moment to stare at his book, then his pokémon, and then he shudders. He can't even imagine it.]

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[thisisfriller.livejournal.com]

[ ... drooling... plant... thing... ]

Is it sick...?

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[vocal-gardens.livejournal.com]

[He frowns at it.]

It doesn't seem sick. I took it to the pokémon center twice... It just drools.

[And it's still drooling.]

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[thisisfriller.livejournal.com]

Ahaha, so it can't help it, then? [ yep, gonna use a corner of her shirt to wipe that drool. As... effective as that'll be. ]

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[vocal-gardens.livejournal.com]

[He nods.] I just... don't understand why. [A shrug of the shoulders. Whaaatever; these things are weird. Interesting, but weird.]

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[thisisfriller.livejournal.com]

As long as it's okay, maybe it's fine not to understand.