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It was a good choice to move here from the shop. The overall vibe would make for a much calmer conversation, and it didn't quite feel as exposed. Besides, there were way more drink options here anyway. Odette returned to the table with three glasses of sparkling water for herself, Enora, and...

"̶D̴o̷n̵'̸t̵ ̸w̴o̶r̷r̶y̴.̸ ̴I̴ ̷h̵a̶v̶e̴ ̶e̶v̴e̴r̷y̷ ̷i̸n̷t̶e̸n̵t̴i̷o̶n̸ ̷t̸o̵ ̶s̴e̵n̷d̷ ̷h̷e̸r̷ ̶a̴ ̵b̶o̶u̷q̸u̴e̸t̸ ̵o̸f̸ ̷c̷a̸c̵t̸i̸ ̴w̸h̶e̸n̷ ̷w̶e̸ ̶f̷i̷n̸d̴ ̸h̷e̷r̵.̴"̶ "Wh...why cacti?" "̵.̸.̸.̴b̵e̸c̷a̸u̵s̵e̸ ̸t̷h̷e̶y̶'̴r̵e̴ ̸p̸o̸i̸n̷t̴y̸ ̶a̷n̸d̵ ̷c̴u̵t̷e̴.̴ ̶A̵n̶d̴ ̵p̵o̴i̵n̸t̵y̴.̶ A̶n̶d̸...

“It is understandable. Somebody went missing, I get it.” She then shook her head. “No. Actually, just the opposite.” She’d want to explain things to him, but something else needed to happen first. She nudged Odile. “…” “You’re gonna catch flies making a face like that.” “̶M̴a̸y̵b̵e̵...

Odette sighed, rolling her eyes up toward the ceiling. "No, I was supposed to be the one to apologize for that. You were just trying to help," she said reluctantly. She then looked back at Steven. "But now I understand that something happened between you and my 'mon, and I'd rather not let that...

Odette had been chuckling to herself as Odile was mouthing off some other song. Better to see her up and dancing around to whatever song was going on inside her head than being all mopey against her backpack. Mopey about...all that. Because she wasn't going anywhere again any time soon. Not if...

After leaving things off with Gladion and Laura, Odette figured it would be a good time to stock up on a few more water bottles for her room. Maybe indulge in a snack while she tried to figure out what the fuck she was going to do next. She had her eye on a few of those group one trainers to...

"I have yet to see any of these so-called mythicals since we got here, so I am aching to hunt one down and see what might be up," Odette mused. "I'm just not quite sure where to start with that." "̶J̶u̶s̶t̶ ̶c̸a̵l̸l̶ ̸t̶h̴e̷m̴ ̵u̵p̸ ̶o̶n̵ ̷t̸h̴e̴i̸r̴ ̵c̶e̶l̴l̴ ̵p̶h̵o̴n̵e̴s̸,̷...

She agreed with Laura. She got good feelings from this group, though she might have been a little biased about Gladion. She would trust her Gladion with her life, so hopefully this one wasn't much different... She fished her phone out of her pocket again. "Groupchat sounds good to me." She...

"Yeah, you could get lost in all the damn possibilities of 'yellow psychic'," Odette agreed. "Which is why, for now, I'm trying to stick to what's on the island. Somebody has an Alakazam, one of the staff members has a Hypno, and Blair has the Grumpig. Keep the pool small before we start...

So polite! She liked these two already. Enora felt a little more at ease to know that there were some other well-mannered folks on this island, and that was much needed at a time like this. "You're both too kind!" she replied. Odette nodded. Clearly am unrelated distressing topic during a...

She watched Gladion narrow his eyes and pinched the bridge of her nose, as if that would hide her embarrassment. Really, how did you explain to somebody you just met that you actually know them in another life without it sounding creepy? She was doing pretty well on her “don’t scare anybody...

Odette sighed tiredly and nodded. “I’m pechy,” she replied. “A little tired from my run, so pardon me.” She couldn’t help but eye Gladion fondly. Gods, she wondered what all the idiots were up to right now. She’d have rather been there. “Sorry. You look like a really good friend of mine.”...

Odette had taken to sitting on the sand to cool off and rest her legs while she waited for Laura and her big buddy to show up. Give Enora a chance to primp herself, and give Odile a chance to do…whatever the fuck she was doing. “Can you at least tell me what he said?” she asked, poking the limp...

With her head so full and with absolutely no desire to keep interrogating, Odette decided it would be in her best interest to go for her jog. She'd initially had no plan to do any form of working out today, but few things cleared her head better than a good run. She couldn't exactly borrow the...

"That I don't know," she admitted. She'd been a little taken aback by Blair mentioning it, and Jenny's response didn't quite help. "Teleportation could play in there? Really, I don't..." A sigh. "It was just a thought. Thanks for your insight."

Odile gave Wallace a wary glance. What the hell did that have to do with anything? "̶J̶e̷ ̶c̵o̸n̴n̶a̴i̷s̸ ̴t̷o̴u̵t̷e̷s̵ ̸l̷e̵s̶ ̷l̴a̵n̴g̶u̵e̵s̸.̴ ̷A̶v̴e̵z̷-̷v̴o̴u̸s̵ ̸d̷é̶j̴à̴ ̷a̵p̸p̸r̵i̶s̸ ̸à̸ ̸p̴a̷r̷l̷e̶r̵ ̷l̶'̴a̸n̸c̸i̶e̵n̷n̵e̷ ̷l̷a̴n̶g̸u̴e̷ ̵d̸e̷ ̶H̸i̶o̶m̴u̸c̵d̶a̷r̶i̶c̶...

The longer she stood in that office, the more she felt herself starting to perspire. Profusely. "Why am I sweating all of a sudden..." she asked under her breath. "Are you tired? Your monitor isn't beeping." No, it wasn't. She felt fine, truthfully. But at the same time, something was...

Now that made sense. Odette was relieved to know she'd trusted her instinct to not ask Blair about the note. And to be wary of her in the first place. Especially now after learning that the alleged culprit was yellow, her thoughts were absolutely buzzing. Watch your backs, she'd said. Yep, she...

As she stood there wondering what the hell she was going to do for the rest of the day, she felt a weight land on her head. She stiffened, but she saw one of those stupid branch wings hang down in her peripheral vision. "Welcome back, scumbag," she hissed. "I hope you had fun on your little...

Yes, yes, YES. This is what she CAME HERE FOR. She eyed him fondly as he fired his eloquently crafted tongue lashing at her, her eyes prickling up more and more, as if she were smiling. Her being looked good on him. He looked very good mad. Yes, it was certain; catcalling was always the way to...