eeeeeeeeey mingle post

[petalblizzard]

[It's snowing.

That's right, it's snowing. The ground is covered in a nice thick layer of snow. More importantly, there's a nice and neat series of tables with scarves, mittens, ear muffs, and sleds leaning against it. (A few of the tables even serve hot chocolate that inexplicably hasn't gone cold, for those who need to warm up.)

It's the perfect weather for snow activities since the snow isn't too heavy... You know, except for the occasional Cryogonal that falls from the sky. There seem to be quite a few of those.

But don't let that stop you from some of the classics- snow angels, sledding, snowball fights... Tis the season and all.]

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[savedover]

[Somewhere along the edge of all of these festivities is a table. It used to have a bunch of stupid looking hats on it, but they've all been swept off onto the snowy ground. The culprit responsible for the mess is sitting at the table, with a thermos of steaming hot chocolate at his elbow and a long grey scarf wrapped around his neck and bony shoulders.

He's irritably tapping a pen on the table as he looks down at a notebook, studying what he's written there. Anyone who gets close enough might catch a glimpse of his notes; they appear to be a detailed record of some of the locations on the Island. At his feet, a scrappy looking Totodile is fending off any Cryogonal who drift too closely to the table. Despite the massive size and weight difference, none quite dare to float in range of her snapping jaws.]

you don't get lyra nope

[tomboygirl]

[Well, that's just a sad sight. But he's obviously using the table for himself - and looking very serious even though he's gotta be around her age in the face. Being keeping an eye on the Totodile, Dawn's gonna be picking out a few hats.

Don't think she didn't see his locations either. She did. And honestly?]

It's pretty impressive that you've got them down in so much detail. Or so I'm assuming, since it's pretty packed with words on there.

aw but there are feelings left to crush

[savedover]

[At the sound of Dawn's voice Silver looks up, sharply, and glares at her from underneath his bangs. With a swift motion, he closes his notebook.]

So what? It's none of your business. [Totodile, much like her trainer, is very serious about her task. She'll give Dawn an appraising look before snapping at a Cryogonal. Get outta here, creepy snowflake!]

maybe i'll toss her at you when i figure out a way for her to not bother him but try to talk to him-

[tomboygirl]

[Rude. Silver, not the Totodile. It's a cute allidile. Crocogator. If it wasn't rude, she'd pet her. But no, she'll just pick through the hats and study them. Maybe red? Or green.

It's not for her. It's for her Chespin, who she's letting stay in his warm ball for now. Though the Pokémon's pretty eager to get out. And to meet Totodile. Shake shake shake!!]

I was just saying so, that's all. What's it for? Just your own knowledge?