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“…Yes. Apologies, good sirs, for inconveniencing you in such way with this last minute notice. There had been a fair amount of… hindrances, and I could not amend my order sooner.” He bowed with respect at the two Kecleon, before showing an apologetic expression. “As such, um, could you both send...

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Icetales nodded and rose back to his feet, his tails swaying ever so lightly. Indeed, he lacked the power to lift the weight in other folks’ hearts, and he could still sense the searing pain that was tormenting the Deino. Though, there was also a slight change in her traits and voice. It was...

Icetales said nothing at first, studying the body language of the dragon by his side. There were clearly traces of past regrets and remorse in her voice, hunting her like bemoaning phantoms taking siege in someone’s spirit. …And that was the kind of emotional wound he knew all too well. A...

A gnarling coldness gripped the Vulpix’s heart, its sharp fangs sinking deeper and deeper with each word uttered by his draconian acquaintance. Heavens. Why were all fellow heroes dragged down by such emotional baggages? It was so unfair! If only he could rid of all the unhappiness in...

“Oh?” He looked at Cuicatl, right in the… well, right where any other Pokémon would have had their eyes. “That is… quite the question, Miss.” There was a brief silence as Icetales’ thoughts swirled in his mind. She wanted to stay in the new world… why was that? And why did she ask if she was a...

Icetales’ eyes narrowed further while his ears folded back. So that was the source of the former human’s concerns. Was she feeling homesick? Did she miss her original body? Her family and friends? All of that? Or perhaps something else entirely? He sat by her side, letting his tails spread on...

“…Hmm, yes. I reckon that it should suffice. Much appreciated, good sirs.” Icetales bowed at the two Kecleon brothers and strode away from the shop, directed toward the crossroads. A toothy grin made its way on his muzzle: finally he had gathered all the necessary to organize the best of...

Icetales’ ears flicked as he heard what the Deino — or rather, the former human — said. Small, weak, blind. He felt his heart swelling with sympathy and sighed. “That… must have been a rough life for thee, miss. Having to rely on thy other senses to move around and to experience the world. I…...

“Hmm… Poison, are thou asking?” Icetales sat on his haunches and started pondering about the question. “Well, there are plenty of Poison-type moves. Like, for example…” He blinked and started wagging his tails. “Ah! Sludge Bomb is a very common move among Poison-types, I’ve heard. Fairly simple...

“Hmm… If this book is the third volume of a series, then perhaps there is something about physical and ranged attacks. That would be thy best best, I reckon.” Icetales began flipping through the pages of the book, pawing carefully at the delicate paper in order to not shred it with his tiny...

“Well, I wouldn’t wish to learn Attract due to… um, some unfortunate implications I have heard about, haha. But something like Charm would be fair!” Icetales hopped back on his hind paws and started digging through the mass of books with his forepaws. “Let us see… The Neverending Roleplay… The...

“Ah, Sir Cynthian. Any suggestion to improve is much appreciated, truly. There is an ongoing strife, after all, and I am willing to take any available avenue to become a reliable and dependable member of this cortège.” Icetales smiled. “So do not be afraid of suggesting more ideas. Speaking of...

Icetales chuckled. That was a very common question he had heard in his homeworld, too. “Ah, yes. Thou see, writing without thumbs requires compromises and plenty of exercise.” He puffed out his chest and waved his leftmost tail forward. “As of yours truly, I have practiced a lot bending my tail...

Icetales said nothing at first, merely focusing on the expression of the Roselia. So he wasn’t the only one who got criticized and got negative reactions about his different color, then. He took a quick glance at his paws, studying the star-patterned silver fur that was the source of scorn from...

“Cuicatl Ichtaca… Well, it is truly a delight to have gotten the chance to meet thee, Miss Cuicatl.” He tilted his head and hummed in deep thought. “So there are other humans, huh… I would be most interested in meeting them all. And thou said one of them is called Starr…” He nodded. “I shall...

Okay, now he seriously couldn’t stifle his gasp! But this one wasn’t of surprise, it was of marvel. “H-Human?! Thou are an honest to Jirachi human?” He grinned widely. Not that it mattered much because his new acquaintance was blind, but still! He couldn’t keep himself from smiling in delight...

“…Oh?” Icetales blinked and looked in the direction of the voice. He had to stifle a surprised gasp when he found himself muzzle-to-muzzle with a Deino, “staring” at him with missing eyes. …A Deino. Golly! A true dragon of darkness! As he kept staring at the dragon, memories echoed in his...

The next day after the fateful encounter with Darkwhite at the beach, Icetales was checking out the marketplace once more. No, he was not looking for a fedora anymore — he realized that, aside from flattening his fur, it would have made it harder to orient his ears to listen to folks — but...

Icetales grinned back and wagged his tails, unleashing a faint mist and covering himself in a snowflake-y veil. “Ah! How marvelous, indeed! That bow looks sublime on thee, yes!” He tapped with his forepaws a few times — the Vulpix’s equivalent of a clap — and showed a satisfied smirk. “Truly...