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[terra_et_sol]

[Guess who's back, Island? More importantly, guess who slept through the dimensional split?

It was cloudy, but an exceptionally bright ray of sunlight breaks through the clouds to hit a patch of ground in the CMA that suddenly cracks and heaves upward. Dirt cascades off of crocodile-like plates... well, assuming crocodiles glittered golden in the sun.

A big golden Groudon slowly emerges from the ground, shaking soil and grass off of its scales and gleaming white spines. It blinks its eyes in a manner suggesting it's just woken up as it looks around - the sun's predictably very bright now. Finally, it speaks - and when it does, its tone is oddly feminine for a ton of technically-genderless behemoth.]

Grou groudon don don grou?

((OOC: Terra's back! She may or may not convert to human form eventually, depending on the thread and how badly her natural form terrifies people. Hover over her lines for translations, at least until I get tired of it and just start typing the translation.))

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[terra_et_sol]

[Terra is trying very hard not to look at that lock or its key. She really doesn't want to be reminded of that, even after this long. Instead, she focuses on the color of the house. She'd like to say she hadn't expected it, but considering whose house it was, it did make a bit of sense. Edmond and Sootopolis City's various Gym Leaders had a lot in common.]

It's very nice. Suits you, too. I can see why you didn't want to live in the city; there didn't seem to be much room for a garden like this there.

[magmaticflamberge]

Unfortunately, I do not know much about gardening. But my Gallade helps me out. I want to be able to grow my own Berries.

[He has a sudden thought.]

... Ah! I could call you once I've managed to grow some. What are your favorites, and how do you like them best?