Moon (
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castle_perrault2017-08-24 05:08 pm
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pokémon moon spoilers
The smooth stone beneath her feet shifts to grass. That's a little strange.
The sky goes from dark and star-speckled to...not quite sunny, but clearly day. That's more like it.
Nebbie escapes their Ball and flutters above her, making excited chirping noises at the wall in front of them both.

They look back at her, glee and curiosity pressing against her mind. Did you do this? Where are we? This is new! ♪
Moon's climbed the Altar of the Moon and Mount Lanakila enough to recognize clouds at her level, but this is obviously neither. The ruins of Poni don't look anything like this worn wall, or the parapets she can barely see high above. That looks more like...a Kalos thing. Did she walk into an alternate version of there?
Nebbie calls to her again, flying up and over until Moon can't see her at all. Green, grass, soft! she hears.
...Nebbie does not come back.
Moon's smile doesn't falter. It's more of a chance to look around this new space, after all, and Nebbie can handle themselves.
She adjusts her hat and heads into the first entrance she can find.
The sky goes from dark and star-speckled to...not quite sunny, but clearly day. That's more like it.
Nebbie escapes their Ball and flutters above her, making excited chirping noises at the wall in front of them both.

They look back at her, glee and curiosity pressing against her mind. Did you do this? Where are we? This is new! ♪
Moon's climbed the Altar of the Moon and Mount Lanakila enough to recognize clouds at her level, but this is obviously neither. The ruins of Poni don't look anything like this worn wall, or the parapets she can barely see high above. That looks more like...a Kalos thing. Did she walk into an alternate version of there?
Nebbie calls to her again, flying up and over until Moon can't see her at all. Green, grass, soft! she hears.
...Nebbie does not come back.
Moon's smile doesn't falter. It's more of a chance to look around this new space, after all, and Nebbie can handle themselves.
She adjusts her hat and heads into the first entrance she can find.
hope this is okay!
He's also wearing a watch. Imagine that, a skeleton dressing up like he's a perfectly normal man.
[Hello.] he goes. The usual sign language test.
all good!
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decided to do the 'accent' after all, lmk if it's annoying
gotcha~
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i am so sorry her replies are not much to work with |'D
I can stop!
nuuu
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Elizabeth is resting--posture not quite so formal, elbows on the windowsill, lounging a bit on a chair, in a dress far less formal than the ones typically acceptable for public appearances for her time. It's long and elegant all the same. While it's not quite the fashion she's used to (however old her era to others, the castle's is older) it's still comfortable.
And she hears Moon.
Oh. A child she hasn't seen around before, then, hello. (She thinks about hers at home. She decides not to.)
"Are you lost?"
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ah, the curse of limited icons, we meet again,
:'>
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