(( … what? I DID say I was going back and forth for a few days to my friend’s place, didn’t I?

Let’s see… RPs to respond to:

• - ask-emily-gardevoir
• - ask-blueserpentine
• - the-pokemon-hub x2
• - fsflefrenchie
• - gregnas-the-grouch x2
• - katakoandkamfer
• - double date
• - tophatdeerling
• - thebadrugardevoirs

I apologize I didn’t respond to all of you; I just became… HEAVILY side-tracked by all of this silliness that happened today, as well as these smaller RPs popping up. XD; I’ll respond to you all tomorrow though, I promise! I know I will; I have a LIST! >:U ))

ask-emily-gardevoir:

Grey: Ah, so you DO know her! And yes, she’s with my son. They’re actually really lovey at times hehe. They said they’re working on settling down somewhere where your former comrades can’t find them so they can start a family. They’re really excited at the idea ^w^

Kilián: … SERIOUSLY?

*she can’t help but laugh a little at this idea, both in the amused sense, as well as finding it adorable*

Man, I don’t know if I can believe that! Seriously, you don’t know how much I wanna shout “BULLSHIT!” *chuckles, then sighs*

Yeah, that… doesn’t sound like the Yiesha I know! I didn’t think she’d want to settle down anywhere, let alone let herself be paired up! But if it’s true… then wow, it’s funny how much she can change in a few years! It just makes me wanna see her more!

ask-emily-gardevoir:

Grey: Well I only know that because you said that to one of those gray faces. And her name is Yiesha. I don’t know her first name. Shes got a long black pony tail. Very polite.

Kilián: *raises her neck, her face beaming at the sound of Yiesha’s name*

Yiesha! Yeah, I know exactly who she is! She’s my best friend when we were growing up under Cross Blades training! … *takes a step back and shakes her head as she waves her arms in front of herself frantically*

WHOA whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa, wait a minute wait a minute wait a minute. *relaxes, looking up at Grey, her face radiating with excitement as well as disbelief* You’re telling me that girl’s actually MET somebody — no, she HAS somebody? As in, like… a boyfriend? For real?

ask-blueserpentine:

Blue twitched the muscles in his snout, making an awkward face for a moment as if a little surprised at her reaction. His penetrating cold blue orbs locked onto her own curious blue specs as she leaned down to look at him. With a satisfied motion, he crossed his limbs over his torso in a mimicking motion, a smirk appearing on his face.  “Well, Nerina’s a Golduck. She’s… hm..” He put a claw to his chin, and curled his other paw around his waist in thought. “About 5 foot 7 inches I believe. Massive, eh?” He looked a little bit closer at the weasel, noticing the shorter neck and longer legs. “Interesting… how did that occur? Is it just natural for you?”

Kilián: *she audibly whistles, impressed from the sound of the size* That IS pretty big! Makes me wonder what she eats! *laughs a little, obviously joking. She then relaxes and rotates her neck a little, staring down at Blue with a more serious gaze*

Huh, from what I can gather, it’s… KIND OF hereditary. It actually stems from an old practice of my ancestors. *nods, folding an arm as she looks up, as if seeking inspiration to think*

An old tribe of Mienshao and Mienfoo that I date far back to emphasized greater leg work, in order to gain distance with their kicks as well as make them more efficient for mobility. They did this through rigorous stretching exercises and practices. This posed a problem with their long necks, though, as it throws their center of gravity out of whack. To counteract that so that they wouldn’t be off-balance, they would train with really specifically designed weights… kinda like helmets, that were meant to suppress the neck a little, in order to lower our center of gravity. Not to mention it would make our necks less of an obvious target that way.They kept this up tradition for tons of generations, and… heh, well, it seems to show well, don’cha think? *she makes a sweeping motion of her own body, smirking a little*

Other Mienshao that don’t have that ancestry think I’m weird, or that I’m not a ‘true Mienshao’ or some shit like that. I say fuck ‘em, I know what I am! *chuckles, cracking her knuckles*

ask-emily-gardevoir:

Grey: Having their necks snapped? What do you mean? Oohhh thats right. You used to be an assassin. Its funny, my son is mates with a shiney Bisharp who also used to be an assassin! funny coincidence huh?

Kilián: … Huh, yeah, I was. And here I thought I was good at getting info… … *blinks*

… Wait… a shiny Bisharp that… used to be an assassin? I know one! *leans forward, tilting her face over as she raises an eyebrow, very curious* What’s the name?

ask-emily-gardevoir:

Grey: o///o *ba-dump* Uhh….y-yea…I guess you could say that..

Kilián: *grins* You’re honest, at least. I’ll definitely give ya that! I’m just surprised you’re not stuttering harder. But I guess it’s because I’m more used to people stuttering in fear of having their necks snapped, than stuttering because they think I’m pretty. *cruel smirk*

Kilián: Eh? *looks down at the blue Snivy, raising her own clear water-like blue eyes down at him* Whoa, you’re a big snake, aren’t ya? Can’t say I’ve ever seen a Snivy quite like you. This goes beyond being shiny! *smirks, turning full front toward him as she overlaps her arms*

Heh, ya sure it’s not just because I have longer legs and a shorter neck than most Mienshao? *she bumps her shoulders* I thought I was a typical size for a Mienshao… unless this ‘Nerina’ you’re talking about is taller than five-ish feet?

fsflefrenchie:

*Esteban listens to Jessamine’s question. But first he wanted to reply to her previous statement first. The Breloom closes his eyes as his voice turned sadder.*

“No. It’s I who is sorry, Jessamine. I shouldn’t have insisted so much to make you do all those stretchings. I should have taken into account the fact you are somewhat clumsy and in the end it backfired…”

*The Mushroom Pokémon’s body begins to shake a bit. Esteban closes his eyes as hard as he can, but soon tears drops from his face. The Breloom kneels down to the Roserade and holds her close to his body, her head pressed slightly against his chin.*

“I wanted to make you dance, because I thought it would make you happy. Happy to discover and try out something new. Happy to be in good company.”

*The highly emotional Mushroom Pokémon looks down on the Bouquet Pokémon, his round black eyes full of tears. Esteban swallows his saliva before telling her the following.*

“Even since you have been by my side to reach this place Jessamine, I had never seen you expressing a smile… I could feel that you are not somebody who is rarely happy and as a Pokémon who hates when others are not feeling happy, I thought that making you dance would have been a good way to make you smile, but instead I made it a disaster with those stretchings… Will you ever forgive me for this ?”

(( you thought wrong :p))

Jessamine: *the Bouquet’s eyes flutter with confusion, fear and sorrow as she watches the Breloom quietly weep and sulk. She wasn’t expecting him to take it so seriously, and she had no idea that Esteban was this set on trying to raise the girl’s spirits. Seeing him cry like this merely causes the Roserade to hang her head, feeling bad as she feels like she’s the reason for the Breloom’s tears*

… Esteban… *she muttered, closing her eyes as she ducks her head* … n-no, please, don’t cry… I… I-I didn’t mean to make you cry… I… *she gulps, looking to the side* … I just… I just never… I just d-don’t want to ruin anything… *she draws her flowers to her chest, trembling into them* … all I e-ever do is ruin everything… even when I don’t mean to, even things I like to do… I just… *gulps … d-don’t want to make your help feel like it’d be for nothing…

Ermac: *he visibly slumps at this sad, though sudden, little scene playing out, approaching the two quietly as he tries to talk to them*

//Oh what’s this now…? You two needn’t feel so glum, really.// *the Porygon-Z faces Esteban*

//Esteban, you don’t have to feel so discouraged… you had a very thoughtful ambition, and I applaud you for that. You can’t be blamed for trying to do a good thing… and who knows, perhaps you’ll have another chance?// *he then looks at Jessamine*

//… and lady Jessamine, there’s no need to keep yourself suppressed.// *nods* //I can tell you’re a lady with potential; you have beauty in form and personality, and I can only imagine what sort of performance you could raise with your skills if you just honed them! Just because you’re a little shaky doesn’t mean sharpening your motions is futile!//

Jessamine: *looks over at Ermac for a moment, then looks down* … b-but… but this is s-something I can’t help… i-it’s something I have to accept… *she sighs, looking off-ways*

… I… don’t think I’ll ever do anything right…

ask-emily-gardevoir:

Grey: >//w//> well its a lot of things. Your hair, your clothes. And I’ve always thought Mienshao were cute.

Kilián: *grins, unable to help but find Grey’s compliments — and faintly blushing face — rather cute* Aha, so you have a thing for Mienshao, do ya? *she steps up and leans forward, her clear water-like blue eyes hooding halfway at him almost tauntingly*

Do ya~?

ask-emily-gardevoir:

Grey: Well….when I saw you I uh…thought you were cute and funny so uh…I kinda watched you go back and forth with those gray faces.

Kilián: *the Mienshao smirks and nods as she hears out the Gardevoir, laughing a little at the end*

Eh, these Anons here are just a bunch of judgmental pricks and random weirdos. It’s fun mouthing them off and watching ‘em fume, I could do it all day, haha! *folds her arms, nodding a little*

And… huh, ya think I’m cute AND funny, eh? I know I have a sense of humor even if I’m not the one making jokes, but… what makes you think I’m cute, I wonder?