Search results

"But, we don't know that it'll bring be back. There's any number of things that could happen when it wears off." Selene sounded indifferent, like she were discussing abstract possibilities and not her own future. "Will I return to my body? Will my body come back without it's, uhh, spirit? Or, I...

There was a Meganium staring at her. Rude, it wasn’t like she’d just dropped dead on the spot. Oh, hey, was that the same person as the Chicorita earlier? “Are you Saltriv? Wow, you sure hit puberty. Did you well, you look good.” Selene, irritated, was trying to come up with something snippy to...

Selene’s eyes narrowed. Were it anyone else, she may have laughed, but it was that guy. A wisp flared up in her cloak. She knew he was just trying to get under her skin. She couldn’t lash out. That would be to admit defeat. “No. It’s been on the floor for more than five seconds now, that’s...

Oh no... Selene winced. If Odette hadn't figured out what was up with her yet, that was about to change. She took the blanket off herself, and set Odette down so that she was on top of half of the blanker, with the other half overtop of her. She took a bottle of translucent purple liquid. She...

Oh no she's onto- Wait she's talking to the crazy dude. Selene laughed. "You're not going to crush me, it's fine. You can let me steal your warmth to make up for it."

The serial killer had realized what was going on before Selene had. In a moment, he had both attacked and been stopped. Selene realized Odette was going to pass out. That's what he had been trying to take advantage of. Odette was about to pass out. Standing up. With Odile distracted. Selene...

"Yeah..." She bundled up as much loose blanket as she could and held it against her, but it didn't help. The blanket had no warmth. She wasn't going to fix this. Perhaps it was best, then, just to move on, maybe something would hake her mind off how warm Odette had felt... "Never have I...

“Touché. I wouldn’t want to jinx it and get a potion of demonic possession or something.” Selene made herself smile. She wasn’t flushing, was she? Or, if she was, she could say it was from the cold. “A little? But I don’t think there’s much cold outside the blanket to keep out. It’s like my...

"That is what I said. I just phrased it better this time" Oh no, this was another one she'd have to drink for. Already. She reluctantly took her bottle. The liquid inside looked like antifreeze. Odette drank hers, then touched a mandible. "W-What are you doing?" Selene winced as they began...

"Me? It wasn't important. I was just noting that you looked happy..." A part of Selene wished she'd picked that one herself. She didn't like that part. It felt spiteful, especially when she didn't want it as much as Odette seemed to. Now, she was more horrid, and Odette was... prettier? Selene...

"Oh. Wow." Selene followed Odette over, making sure not to approach the mirror head-on. "You look... good." Her face warmed "I mean, you did either way, but..." She put on the closest thing to a smile she could manage. "It's good that you're happy with it."

Selene froze up at Odette's laughter. She felt like a Deerling caught in headlights... She stood stock-still as Odette examined her. "It hurt more when they sht-sh-started to come out. I'm fine now. Harder to talk, though." "How bad does it look?" she asked. Though, since when had she cared...

"And this one?" She really chose poorly from the pile. "What's this supposed to do?"

Selene couldn't bring herself to make eye contact with the Mismagius. Of everyone to try to reassure her, he had the be the worst possi- the second worst possible choice behind the seria- the third worst possible choice behind the serial killer and the bloodsucking demon parasite. "No, I don't...

Effect: A part of Selene wanted to argue, but she recognized that was factually correct. She would only dig herself into a hole by fighting it. She took one of the Mismagius' potions and uncorked it. It smelled like lawn trimmings. She swirled it in the bottle... She really didn't want to...

Selene's expression was cold. She wanted to 'thank' Odette for ensuring there were fewer people like this fucking guy in the world, to see if it would piss him off, but Odette may not have been over the whole actually killing someone part yet, so Selene decided to let it rest... For now, at...

Selene buried her face in her hands. "This is totally weirder than tumbleweed form...."

Selene nodded her approval. "Wow. You're a good singer."

Selene's hands clenched, her nails digging into her palms as Odile screeched. The noise passed soon enough. "Never had alcohol. I haven't really tried it since coming of age, and I... wasn't the sort to go to parties with underage drinking."

Selene didn't know what a 'rich face sucker' was and frankly, she thought it better than to ask. "Interesting. I'm from Kanto, but my mother's Kalosian. We almost moved back there, instead." "I think so." She turned back towards the direction she'd come. "I think I still remember the way...