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executive-of-malice:

Proton tried to shove the thought out of his mind, the thought that told him that this girl was so familiar…But no matter how hard he tried, he found his green eyes landing back upon the girl before him and the same thought running through his mind.  

She looks like Kris.  She even sounded like her, too, with that carefree tone and casual vocabulary.  But, no matter how long Proton studied her, it was clear that this girl was not Kris.  Of course, how could it be? Proton inwardly chided himself. Kris had left long ago…

Proton’s attention snapped back to the girl when she mentioned that he seemed familiar.  Proton cocked his head to one side.  ”Is that so?” he mused aloud.  He shrugged.  ”Well, I’m positive I don’t know you, either, girly.”  He was about to continue when he was cut off by the girl’s excitement over seeing his Crobat.  Her eyes suddenly became wide and she smiled at the bat.  Heck, she was positively beaming! 

Pythius was very confused by the girl’s reaction and glared at her from his perch on Proton’s shoulder.  The Crobat began to sway nervously back and forth, unnerved by the girl’s unmoving gaze, and Proton spoke quietly to him to calm him down. The girl finally tore her gaze from the Pokemon and seemed very pleased with herself.  

Proton frowned.  ”What do you see, girly?  All you’ve been doing is freaking out Pythius.”  The Crobat nodded quickly in agreement.  Before the girl answered his question, however, she continued to speak quickly.  She wasn’t a flower, huh?  Proton raised his eyebrows.  ”Really, you’re not a flower?  I don’t know, girly, you don’t seem like the toughest nail in the box.”  His eyes fell to the scrape on the girl’s leg.  ”…But it’s a good thing you’re okay,” he finished.

He knew it, he still had a soft spot for girls like her…

Proton listened silently as the girl went on about how she had been thinking about Pokemon and people and all…And, to be honest, it was completely boring.  Why should he care about this?  He was only making sure she was safe.  But then she asked if he knew the feeling of missing someone.

Proton’s mouth went dry and was unable to speak for a few seconds.  Finally, he dropped his eyes to the ground and nodded.  ”Yeah, I know the feeling, girly…”

The girl once again snapped Proton from his depressing thoughts and he reverted back to his old self.  Why was he out so late, again?  Oh yeah, because of that!  Proton grit his teeth and frowned.  ”I was kicked out from my, uh…group of friends because I threatened someone,” he explained, carefully avoiding revealing what organization he was part of.  ”They’re just a bunch of pansies, is all.  I wasn’t going to do anything, I swear.  How about you, girly? What’re you doing here?”  He cocked his head to one side.  ”Speaking of which, what’s your name, anyway?”

It was clear that, while Proton saw her and observed her, he did not really see her. She didn’t know how she knew, but he was faraway; perhaps with company, perhaps alone, but definitely not with a girl named Lyra. 

“Hah?” Her expression dropped a tiny bit and she rubbed the back of her neck, smiling apologetically. “Sorry.” Directing her gaze at the crobat once more, her smile softened. “Sorry, Pythius. I didn’t want t’make ya feel nervous. I just really think you’re cool, y’know? Hehe.” Glancing back at Proton, she just stared for a moment, then smiled. 

“I like you, Mister Proton!” And she said it, just like that. Honestly, she really was the most oblivious girl; no normal person went around saying things like that! They could be misinterpreted! But she never thought about that (which was probably why she was so used to odd looks). Nevertheless, she continued on, adjusting her hat slightly. “I really haven’t seen a crobat before; the evolve from happiness, y’know. Heh.”

Upon hearing the sentiments, she blinked, then grinned. “Thank ya! And hey, I never said I was made of steel, did I? But if I can’t even take a few scraped knees, then I’ll never ever get anywhere!” Clenching her fists, she took on a determined expression, thoughts of her crybaby days stirring her desire to be at least a little stronger. But it melted away nearly immediately, and she could only feel sad at the expression she saw flicker across his face. It wasn’t her place to push, though, and so she just nodded quietly. As Proton explained himself, she couldn’t help but be surprised.

“Ah-!” Threatened someone? That wasn’t a very nice thing to do, but she made no comment, only tilting her head slightly in thought. For some reason, she really did believe him when he said he wasn’t going to do anything. He was a bit tough looking, just personality-wise, and he had this strange air about him that she couldn’t quite place; at the same time, though, he had a crobat- a pokemon with happiness-spurred evolution- and had even bothered to care at least a little bit about a stranger. Yes… She could at least trust him on that. 

But it’s lonely to be alone, isn’t it? Even when you have pokemon; she knows this all too well. Maybe they’re not meant to meet for more than a few minutes, maybe they’ll never meet again, and what if she can never thank him? 

“My name?” Lyra repeats as she begins to fiddle with her bag, shuffling around in search of something. “M’name’s- ah, there it is!” With a triumphant, childish grin, she pulls out a bag of chips and holds them out to the executive. “Lyra! I was going t’the daycare south of Goldenrod! But ah, here, Mister Proton,” she smiled, all bright eyed. “Thank ya!” And, strangely enough, she had a feeling that saying ‘for caring’ would just anger him, so she smoothly rolled on with her talking. “Bein’ told t’leave is lonely- least it is for me. Want some food?” 

(Source: lyrapigtails)

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mar-te:

Not really expecting this sort of welcome, Mars returned an awkward smile. The shorter girl that stood in front of her was… Bubbly. Something she was not expecting. At first glance one would very much guess that the two were complete polar opposites. What was she doing talking to her? Especially since she did give off a strange, unusual vibe. Especially if they were to judge her from her uniform. She just simply shrugged it, there really was nothing she could do about it. Especially since it was by choice that she would sometimes wear it off duty.

Nodding as she shifted her weight at her heels till she was standing at a more firm pose. Her hands placed firmly on her hips. In a way trying to give a more— Taunting approach.

Ah- she’d gotten a smile back! That was a good thing, right? …Even though the girl had not said a single thing yet. Did she irritate her? But all she’d done was introduce herself! Brushing the thought aside, she just tilted her head and smiled, watching as the redheaded woman began to adjust her stance. With her already slightly unfriendly demeanor, this woman could easily start to intimidate someone if she kept it up.

But, after being exposed to people like Silver for so long, she scarcely took notice of Mars’ stance. Sometimes unfriendly looking people could actually be really fun! Or teasing them, at least. But it wasn’t nice to tease a strange now, was it? Instead, she directed her gaze at the dress, then back to Mars again, smiling.

“I like your dress, Miss! It’s kinda weird, but I guess a better word is ‘unique,’ right? It… It reminds me of astronauts!” A giggle escaped her, and a childish gleam worked its way into her eyes. “It’s so cool!”

And yet, she couldn’t be sure if the woman would even acknowledge her.

…Wouldn’t she please talk?

(Source: lyrapigtails)

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“Wha-?” Another person appeared? This wasn’t going to become some… Thing, was it? Surely this had to be the end of the random appearances. Why did strangers even show up so suddenly, anyways? Casting her thoughts aside and focusing on the actual person in front of her, Lyra ran her eyes over her. What a weird uniform was her first thought. Almost like some sort of space dress. But that was silly, wasn’t it? And this woman’s hair reminded her of Silver’s, except shorter and quite possibly brighter. Shoot, her expression was even kind of like his serious face, too! That was two things oddly familiar about this stranger. They didn’t need to be strangers, though. They could be acquaintances- or even better, they could become friends! That’d be fun, wouldn’t it? 

Yes! 

“Hullo, hullo!” With a childish grin and an energetic wave, Lyra introduced herself to the stranger.

“M’name’s Lyra! Who’re you?”

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Something was off.

This person looked like Silver, from the eyes to the hair to the clothing to the expression- but it wasn’t Silver. At least, it wasn’t the Silver she knew. Besides, she was 100% sure that the Silver she knew was a guy, and this ‘version’ of Silver looked much, much less like that. In other words, he- she? it?- looked like a girl. 

Needless to say, Lyra was very confused. Was she… Was she asleep and having some weird dream? Did she somehow fall into an alternate universe where there were opposites of everyone? If so, was there one of her? This isn’t even the time to think of all this stuff right now, is it? No, because there is a very not-familiar, not-male Silver right in front of her and Arceus, was she curious. Well, even if this wasn’t her Silver- the Silver she knew- it was worth a shot, right?

“Sil…Ver…?”

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executive-of-malice:

Proton was not happy.

Well, he usually wasn’t happy (there’s a shocker), but today he was particularly peeved.  He had been kicked out of Team Rocket by the other Executives.  Well, not permanently; he knew all too well that, even though the other Executives would never admit it, Proton was a vital member of the organization and could never be kicked out forever.

But temporary exile wasn’t too great, either.

Okay, sure, maybe he shouldn’t have threatened to cut Ariana when a mission didn’t go according to plan.  He should have known that Archer was going to get angry.  

“Oh well,” Proton muttered to himself as strolled aimlessly through the forest.  ”I guess I can’t change anything now.”  His Crobat sat on his shoulder and gave a cry in agreement before flapping his wings.  Proton smiled and patted the Pokemon gently.  ”Heh, at least I got you, boy.  You’re always -“

And then Proton’s unexpected day became even more unexpected.  With a loud THUD a figure suddenly landed before the Executive.  Proton flinched, but quickly recovered and walked to the fallen person.  It was a young girl with wearing overalls ..and her brunette hair was tied into pigtails.  Proton felt a pang in his chest as he remembered another girl with pigtails, but quickly willed that emotion away as he observed the fallen girl.  

“Hey, what’s going…”  Before Proton could even finished speaking the girl hopped up, flushed, and began to speak.  She grinned at Proton, an expression he found odd.  No stranger had ever smiled to him like that before.  Well…of course, that was when he was wearing his Team Rocket uniform.  

“Lyra, huh? My name’s….” He hesitated, wondering if he should really give her his real name.  What if she knew who he was, what he was part of?

But considering she fell off a ledge, Proton supposed she was a ditz.  So he was probably safe.

“My name’s Proton.”  He nodded up to the ledge where Lyra had fallen from.  ”You okay?  You took a nasty fall.  Weren’t you even paying attention to where you were going?”

For a moment, Lyra could have sworn that recognition flickered in Proton’s eyes, but it soon died away, as if she’d merely reminded him of something. Well, that wasn’t her business. As he approached her, she had dusted off her legs a bit, not missing the half-spoken sentence Proton had begun, but not commenting on it, either. After all, the situation was pretty self-explanatory and she didn’t really want to confirm that yes, she’d just fallen from a ledge. That was a little bit embarrassing. Besides, he’d already started to talk again. 

“Ooh. Proton? Huh…” Rubbing the back of her neck for a moment, the brunette’s gaze flickered upward, mouth twisting a bit as she thought. “S’a familiar sounding name, but m’positive I don’t know you. Weird.” Dropping her hand to her side, Lyra gave the taller man a quick half-smile. “Maybe one of my friends knows ya? Ah, well. Doesn’t matter- wah…!” The crobat had failed to escape her notice, and she stared at it, wide-eyed with awe. It couldn’t be helped- she was a pretty new trainer, after all- and she clasped her hands together, mouth forming a small ‘o’. “Crobat…!” Lyra managed, then slowly grinned. “I see…!”

And then and there, she decided that she liked this guy. After all, if he could become such great friends with one of his pokemon, then he couldn’t be that bad, right?

But he began to speak again, and she flustered upon being reminded of her fall-she really had to give off the impression of a ditz, didn’t she?-, Lyra gave Proton a quick nod, hair bobbing slightly. “Mhm! M’perfectly fine. Prolly got a scrape or two, but hey, I’m not a flower or sum’n.” Well, she wasn’t that tough, either, but she wasn’t going to bawl over a cut here or there. 

“Heh… ‘Bout that… I was paying attention, but was is the key word. I kinda… Started thinkin’ a lot while I was walking. Started off with pokemon, ended with people, and…” And though she tended to be a bit of a chatterbox, for once, she ended up leaving her sentence in the dust. Her eyes traveled to elsewhere, holding a faraway look about them despite the fact that she had nothing but foliage and orange-hued sky to look at.

“…Ya know how it goes when you miss people, dont’cha? You start to think a little ‘bout them, and sometimes ya get distracted.” With a sigh, she nodded faintly once more. “I just got distracted is all.”

Gaze flickering back towards Proton, the girl only tilted her head. “But anyways, whatcha doin’ out here so late, Proton? S’getting awful close to nighttime.” 

(Source: lyrapigtails)

solos1s:

しらたま

retiredlegend:

“Hoenn.” He answered shortly, smiling a little. “And yourself?” A perfect opportunity arose to ask her where she was from, as well. It was encouraging that she was so curious, it made for great conversation and learning material.

Well, he had to give her credit. For such a young girl, she knew what she wanted and she knew how to enjoy it. It was quite wise of her to take her time, most youths would take off running and miss everything they set out to see in the first place. Someone had put it quite nicely once… “That’s very wise of you. I hope you manage to see all there is to see someday.” How interesting that she should view it that way.

Lightly brushing some of his hair off his face with his right, he shifted a bit before speaking again. “That’s right. It’s quite a shame that some people don’t pursue what they like, but at times, it is because they simply can’t.” At this, he nervously rubbed the back of his head, using his right once more as he shifted his weight. “I’ve found quite the hefty amount, and it’s always an adventure to seek them out. Caves aren’t exactly the safest of places, but I enjoy it all the same.” He wasn’t too used to talk about himself if it wasn’t about battles (it was all people seemed to want to ask when he was a Champion), and it was relieving to say the least. “It’s always fairly entertaining, kind of like traveling.”

The girl seemed to be in the mood to chat, and he wasn’t about to object to it.
After all, it wasn’t every day someone was up for chatting, and he had the time to listen, as well as speak himself.
Quite the entertaining conversation. 

“Wah… Hoenn? So far away…! Must’a been a cool journey from there to here, huh? I mean, even if all someone did was get on a boat, then they’d still get t’see the ocean, and the ocean’s so big and wide and pretty! But me? I’m from right here- that’s t’say, Johto!” And so maybe she did ramble a lot, but she was an energetic child- a both energetic and curious child, at that. 

This Steven guy seemed to be a very nice person, albeit much more formal than she was used to. Still, she wanted to get to know him more. Maybe it was because he was so different, maybe it was because he seemed to be a truly nice person, or maybe it was just because she loved to make friends, but Lyra wanted to get to know this man more. At his comment, though, she could only giggle. “Thank ya, I guess, Steven! Though I don’t know if I ever want to see it all… It’d be kind of sad for that kinda adventure to be over, ya know? And ‘sides, the world’s always changing. It’d be super hard to see it all when there’s always more stuff being made!” But he’d wished her well, hadn’t he? Tilting the brim of her hat just the slightest, she grinned up at the man. “But I hope you manage to see all the stones there are someday, too. Heh.”

For a long moment, Lyra was silent, content with just listening to the man speak. He sounded so.. So… Sure of himself and of his knowledge, but not in a pompous sort of way. “Mm.. I guess I get what you mean, Mister Steven. I guess that sometimes, hobbies are a bit like dreams, huh? Sometimes you just can’t have ‘em..” Oblivious to the fact that Steven seemed to be getting a bit… Fidgety. “Ah, that’s really cool! But,” And she shook her finger there in a mock-scolding way. “Make sure not to get hurt then, okay? I bet there’s a whole lotta people who’d be sad if you did.”

The last comment Steven made- the one comparing his hobby to hers- sparked an idea in the young girl’s head, and she snapped her fingers immediately. “Y’know, in some ways, they’re kind of the same then, right? I bet that it’d be real easy to travel and see new places and hunt for some new stones or something at the same time!” Laughing a bit softly, she continued. “You must’ve seen a whole lotta fascinating places then, huh, Mister Steven? ‘Cause I don’t see how you can look for stuff and not end up seeing new places!”

rekkuuza:

raemz

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For a little girl who had very little muscular strength and wasn’t even in possession of that many badges, Lyra was a very, very confident little girl indeed. Maybe not personality wise,  but no unconfident child- or full-grown adult, even- would wander about the woods of Johto without any form of protection. Granted, she did have her pokemon, but not a single one of them was out and beside her. So in short: she was a bit of a fool. Brave, but still a fool.

“Wonder if there’re any caterpie out here…” The brunette mumbled under her breath, completely to herself. It was an absentminded sort of habit, murmuring her thoughts aloud when things were quiet for too long, and on occasion, it had gotten her into trouble. “It’d be so cool to have a butterfree! Or maybe I could find a hoothoot? That’d be super awesome, too! Eheh, maybe I could find Gold somewhere later, then he could show me some cool pokemon! Or just… Hang out with me. Dunno… He- waugh!”

And then she promptly found herself on the ground. A bit bewildered, she stood back up and brushed off her overalls and there. There was an odd sort of ledge there, and she was sure that she must’ve just made a ditzy move and walked straight off of it. Cheeks pinking just the slightest with embarrassment, the brunette turned back around, only to find herself looking at a stranger.

“Huh?” Scratching her head a bit sheepishly, Lyra cast the stranger a grin. “Eheh… You didn’t see that, did you? Ah, that’s kinduvva stupid question, though. It’s hard not to notice a girl fallin’ from a ledge.” Letting her grin fade into a light, warm smile, Lyra, like the overly-trusting child she was, stuck out her hand for him to shake. “M’name’s Lyra. Nice to meet’cha, Mister….?”