Cresselia92
Gym Leader
- Pronouns
- She/Her/Hers
- Partners
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"No, no! It's fine. It's just that people rarely ever comment about my flowers in a positive light, or they just don't say anything about them at all." Cynthian gave him a momentary somber smile and left things at that.
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 goodmons and goodladies alike in his homeworld.
He sighed and showed a small smile, full of understanding. “This is most regrettable to hear, sir. Then, I hope my comment has given thee some comfort, reassurance and appreciation.”
"That puts us in the same boat then. Before I came here, I rarely ever had to fight at all. Fighting isn't exactly necessary for a florist and botanist like I am. I've already fought more life threatening battles in these past few weeks than I've ever had in my life," Cynthian said with an exasperated sigh. "I'm working on fixing that though."
Icetales looked at Cynthian with sympathy. So he wasn’t the only Goldeen out of water around there. Not exactly a pleasant situation for either of them, but it was good that they weren’t alone among seasoned fighters, at least.
“…I understand thy plight, sir. As a head butler, I never had to fight for anything, either. Sure, I used to duel with my siblings, but they were simple games. Not actual battles where our own lives are at stake.” He offered a friendly smile. “Howbeit, if thou so desire, perhaps we could train together some time? I could help thee better handle the frigid energy of an Ice-type, and thou could help me deal better with the toxins of a Poison-type. What dost thou think?
"Why did you come to the bookstore then? Is there some kind of training that involves reading?"
“In a sense, yes. Thou see, in my homeworld they sell some manuscripts that teach various methods and techniques to learn how to better channel our energy and refine our physical and magical prowess. What I am looking for is some manual to teach me how to clear my mind and get in better contact with the ambiance.”
He looked at his tails and flicked them. “Vulpix’s tails have the unique capability of absorbing water from the air to turn it into frost. If I learned how to sense the tiniest droplet in the atmosphere, I would be able to channel my ice attacks even while standing close to a volcano.”
He chuckled. “Not that I am planning to do that anytime soon, mind thee! Though, it would still aid in channeling my powers more efficiently.”
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