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@shiruvaldi the twins are being harassed by pokemon jesus at the ball!
Apath can’t find Mirai anywhere!! Maybe he just hadn’t arrived yet?
Still, hurrying about to try and find their date wasn’t a good idea in their ridiculously tall heels. All it took was one misstep annnd–there the Successor goes. Falling straight into the twins with a squeak and nothing more. Immediately righting themself, a closed fist moved in rapid circles over their chest.
[ I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry ]
Ah….it’s still going. Apath, it’s okay, mistakes happen.
⊰ Neither of them moved an inch when the other toppled over. That is to say, in regards to their own fumbling, but they were quick to help the… Beautifully dressed one to right themself. One arm from Aether and one arm from Silva, both hooking against the stranger’s and hoisting them upright. Although none too fast to release until the two were certain they were steady on such mounted heels. Silva’s free hand was daring enough to brush feebly at their skirt, swiping off some dirt { It would be a shame to see it get ruined after all } —
Their own arms dropped their grasp finally, and they stood back, shoulder to shoulder. They looked at the other in minor confusion; they looked somewhat familiar? At least to Silva they had. In passing, once upon a time… Somewhere? Maybe?
That aside, their chins dropped their most prideful reel, their torsos finding a slight bend; they were bowing to the stranger. Almost apologetic for getting in their pathway. ⊱
“Pardon us, we did not mean to get in the way…”
“… Although a bit of caution would serve you a bit better?”
⊰ They didn’t mention that running into them was more than likely like running into a wall… But either way they rose straight again, one smiling and the other passive. ⊱
“Can we help you in any way?”
“We are a bit more familiar with the lay of this place, after all.”
“It’s the least we can do, no?”
⊰ The twins sat side by side. Each motion perfectly mimicked by the other. They watched everyone wander this way and that; some people had already begun to get drunk, others were feeding themselves, some were dancing and then there the few stragglers that the Chimeras sometimes poked in on. You know, as they should. After all, why should Gladion be the only one to commingle with all these guests and they can’t?
But one thing was for certain, they all asked as to why there were TWO of them. Which was only met with a cant of either head, a sly mirrored smile and then both amalgam promptly excused themselves.
They were perfectly contented fooling everyone despite the inconsistencies that some were able to pick at. They were, however, a bit astounded to find the winged one crop up within the entryway of the ballroom. After a brief discussion they made haste to great the other; Silva moving onto its left side and Aether moving to take up its right, cooing and purring softly in greeting.
Silva was the first to speak outright, ⊱
“Welcome, my friend. I can’t say I was expecting such an acquaintance to show…”
“… But we are pleased regardless!”
⊰ Both of them exuded a rather welcoming aura, each of them hefting a forepaw and waving about the vast room. ⊱
“Welcome to Aether, not to be confused with THE Aether beside you I’m afraid… They are very different from one another.”
⊰ As if on cue, Aether cocked its head and offered a mirthful wink to accentuate what Silva had said. ⊱
“We hope you enjoy yourself!”
⊰ That last line said in confusing unison albeit. ⊱
“…I apologize for not letting you out sooner. I’d suggested it several times, the researches told me they wouldn’t budge.” he huffs, reaching out to pat the released Type: Null on the head slowly, like he’d done for Silvally all the time in the past. “I am glad you’re here now, though, and im glad you both are having fun. I apologize if I seem so scattered right now, too… Thank you for your kind words and praise, regardless.” he huffs, rubbing his left arm with his right hand…
⊰ Silva’s gaze swiveled quickly to Gladion’s hand rapping softly against Aether’s head; it was not an unfamiliar notion to Silva… But it was to Aether, and considering the reluctant trust they stood on with Gladion —
Aether’s flesh was the first thing to show signs of ill-will. Normally albine tone beginning to show ridges instead of its usual smoothness. Their gaze fixated onto the blond with an infuriated expression then suddenly turned it onto their elder which only served to make them flinch slightly, pointed ears dropping in their sleek hoist. Aether spoke up, ⊱
“Your proof is right there, Silva. Take it as you will.”
⊰ And then they began to back away, like a predator resigning from a fight they knew they could not yet win, chin rising yet a couple notches before performing a measured turn and stalking off, leaving Silvally to look slowly back at Gladion and blow a wisp of thick smoke in dismay.
They would take that. And they would leave with it too.
Their head dipped again, lower than before, alabaster hair cresting forward. ⊱
“… I should make sure no mischief is caused. I apologize on their behalf… After all, they are my ‘brother’ in many regards. You need to attend elsewhere, sir. Be with your own.”
⊰ Was it just the sensitivity all of a sudden? Or had Silvally’s own voice become rather… Harsh? Too late to question it, they’d turned and followed their twin’s trail, disappearing into the flock. ⊱
⊰ Ah, there was Gladion. Prim and proper; a stark contrast from how the Chimera had grown accustomed to seeing him. Silva’s back began to straighten, and although Aether was not under Gladion’s hold, they resigned themselves to doing the same out of… Feigned respect.
Mirrored smiles met the male, charming and slight against fair lips, dancing with the barest hints of mirth which only matched the glint in either set of eyes; one of garnet and the other of platinum, both sets of pupils were slits. Shocking as Silvally’s would at least be dilated… Yet they were not. Not now.
They looked so alike, Aether and Silva, it was almost too difficult to discern one from the other. The only defining feature was the gauntlet snug about Silva’s shoulders, golden and brazen, gleaming in all the lights of the ballroom and stunning against their white suit with ebony accents. There was also the fact their eyes were different shades, their scars weren’t the same, their hair was worn differently, their auras and voices —
Both chins began to dip at the President, one spoke up; Silvally, the original: ⊱
“… The event looks astounding, sir.”
“Aye, I should… Owe you an ounce of gratitude for allowing my twin to let me out of confinement in order to attend. It’s wonderful to see the light of day again.”
⊰ At Aether’s rather scathing remark, spoken so nonchalantly and sweetly, Silva frowned then quickly recomposed. They lifted a gloved hand, pinpricks of claws just barely pushing against the fragile cloth, and waved it about to encompass the masses, the room as a whole. ⊱
“Regardless… Shouldn’t you be commingling with your own brood? We can manage our own just fine, you know.”
“Ah, but, your personable company is always much appreciated between the two of us, sir.”
⊰ There it was. A nick of venom, the flash of serrated teeth, the formal term strewn in their statement with condescending tone. And after that, Aether was just as serene as ever. Silva fidgeted, itching at the emblazoned noose about their neck, the rings clinking softly, eyes moving to look at their younger in warning, a small growl rising to a boil... ⊱
{ So... The time has come, eh? Hit that button if you want a Starter from the terrible twins in lieu of the Event! }
For use with the Froslass eve ball event for Holiday 2016
❅ “Have you been to the conservatory yet? They have so many fascinating pokemon!”
❅ “The music is lovely, isn’t it?”
❅ “You look a little lonely, care to dance?”
❅ “All these stuffy rich big wigs are freaking me out, lets go outside”
❅ “Your Pokemon got all dressed up too? How adorable!”
❅ “Look at all this food!!”
❅ “Hey! You, Me, on the terrace, right now, Battle me!”
❅ “Everyones outfits are so artfully crafted, mine looks like garbage in comparison”
❅ “They must have spent a fortune on that tree”
❅ “Who’s the DJ right now? This musics kind of weird”
❅ "Maybe you should stop drinking so much punch…”
❅ “I lost my date in the crowd, could you help me find them?”
❅ “They let Ultra beasts just wander around freely in here?!”
❅ “Alola certainly knows how to party… or maybe that’s just Team Skull…”
❅ “Isn’t the moon beautiful? it’s so peaceful out here.”
❅ “I’m looking for the president, have you seen him?”
❅ “I heard they have wild experiments going on in the basement in secret labs, this place was pretty shady a couple years ago”
❅ “Your Dress/Suit is amazing!!”
❅ “You certainly clean up nice”
❅ “Don’t your feet hurt?”
❅ “The former president is here? I heard she’s completely unhinged.”
⊰ Silva watched Aether sleep, just a few moments now…
3… 2… 1… And the time-keeper gonged the hour. Silva leaned forward, hooking their hands under the mattress and flipping it over, watching their counter crash onto the floor with a riotous howl. As the twin clambered upright into a comfortable position, Silva propped back against an armoire, arms folding over chest. ⊱
“Sleep well, did you?”
“… What kind of wake-up call was that?!”
“As polite as I could’ve managed, I assure you.”
⊰ Aether remained there, twisting still in sheets, mussed silvery trusses and mattress careened elsewhere behind them. Their platinum optics roved over their elder, narrowing slightly. ⊱
“How long have you been awake?”
“A fortnight. Any other petty questions or are you awake enough to listen?”
⊰ The younger rose to their feet, bones whining in minor protest as they stretched. A clawed hand raised, pulling their pale hair away from their eyes to fixate another hard look onto the other. ⊱
“Please, by all means…”
“I have already arranged the attire and such, so there’s no need to worry about that… But what we do need to worry about is our overall attitude.”
“Hm? And here I thought — ”
“Oh no, there will still be a general chaos. Caused by us. No one will rightly expect it. That’s the point.”
“Sometimes I wonder when you’d become so… Disobedient to your master?”
“… The day you pointed out he was a master and not a partner.”
⊰ The twins stared at one another in perpetuating silence after that until finally they smiled at one another. Dangerously devious grins that shrouded daggers, their eyes refracting like evil gemstones. Aether strode over to their elder and flicked two digits against the torque, making it sing quietly in a soft reverb. ⊱
“This is going to be a stellar evening, twin-mine.”
@shiruvaldi
♛– After visiting a certain city, full of complexes, N ventured himself into the routes near the sea, hoping to advance on his journey a little more. There were still many things to see and, although he knew soon he would have to make a pause to rest somewhere, possibly finding a motel to stay in for the night, the day was young.
However, in the midst of his steps, something didn’t sit quite well with him. At first, everything was quiet ( TOO quiet ), and no trainers seemed to pop out from anywhere. The route… is lonely. What in the– But as he dodged some bushes, he came face to face with something that immediately made him jump.
A creature he had never seen before seemed to thrash about, trying to escape the reach of a flock of Spearow that were pecking it. Although large, it had bruises and scalds all over, and so any attempt at attacking back was weak and forced. It even tumbled, finding it terribly hard to give a step. The green haired man ran towards it, quickly shooing the flock of birds away. Upon seeing him, the birds cawed loudly and flew away, leaving the chimeric creature alone. The moment this happened, silence surrounded the atmosphere again, which granted N the opportunity to finally chat and help the other.
In fact, it had given up on standing, resorting to lying down as it tried to breathe, pained growls coming from the helmet that imprisoned it’s head.
‘’You’ll be okay, friend. Tell me, what happened?’’
He took note of it’s anatomy, which didn’t quite resemble a normal being. Why is this familiar…? These kind of wounds… I’ve seen them before…
⊰ It was much too tired… Too injured… Too scorned, even…
There was no use in fighting the flock that chose to peck against scale and metallic plates. It was a vain effort, their beaks would surely feel the sting of their misuse the days to follow. However the mass of the hulking beast remained complacent, remained still. Too still.
Great chest heaving every now and again, whispers of acrid smoke hissing out of a despairing mask and into the air… Only furthering the fury of the Spearow. Eyes slowly closed. There was no time to fight now, it had done its job in escaping. All there was left now, was to rest —
Breathing began to pace and slow, guttural noises of discontent taking place of sound breaths. And then suddenly the assault had stopped. Claws twitched against the wet dirt; blood? Sweat? Something to that effect.
A voice… It sounded so distant now.
As if in rebuke to the closeness it suddenly sensed, its body jolted, the large mass jerking upright like a taunted spring. Hackles bristled and head braced near to the crackled ground, claws digging angry markings into the dirt, body quavering from side to side as it started to back away, muscles rippled as it struggled to even do that much. And then it growled, harsh and loud. ⊱
“Traitor…!”
⊰ The voice, although strained and laced with a metallic reverb, was indeed intelligent as it replied in kind to what the other had been saying this whole time. Accusatory as well as venomous.
The Pokémon shifted back one step at a time, the ground breaking unhealthily beneath its paws as if were exuding more force the longer it stared at the human. ⊱
“Away… Away…!”
✮- And a name to hear their real feelings for them.
⊰ Silvally hummed in thought, a low, tonal note or two beforeit shook its head. The Chimera was, in some portions, at a loss. But it wouldbe rude not to provide an answer, wouldn’t it? It knew better, and besides, itwas told to be honest. ⊱
“… I have not known Alba forlong, so my opinion is a bit touch and go, isn’t it? Although I will admit I holdmy thanks to him for… Skewing me in a greater direction from time-to-time.”
⊰ It was only twice, but Silvally was still gratefulregardless. Red eyes roved the scenery as it considered its words; what else tosay. It was never so good with these things… These confessions. ⊱
“Alba is well-spoken,intelligent… Philosophical… This is all garnered from mere small conversation,mind you…”
⊰ Therein was a somewhat flustered laugh. ⊱
“He’s a good soul; I have heardpeople call others that before, though never once got a chance to use it. But Ithink Alba is a prime example. I do not think he would be the type to considerit… However, I owe him for what he’s done at the very least and I should hope he accepts my offer.”
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“I figured there would be someone who would ask…”
⊰ As thrilled as they were to answer, their expression wasfixated into one of minor disgust at how excited the shrouded one was to hearthem elaborate. Eyes rolled, ears began to sink and arms came to cross. ⊱
“… Word-Play, does that soundfamiliar to you? Ah-haha… Well. I suppose in layman’s terms, if you can talkcircles around me, into knots- I am hereby sold.”
Does it scare you, or infuriate you to think your master could be so easily wiped out? Without his beast to protect him he's only a mere child. Where is he right now, I wonder?
⊰ As if a flick of a switch had been done, the Chimeratip-toed backwards a few steps and crashed back onto all fours. Its gaze hadsecured the anonymous with a very detestable look, its lips prying back toreveal broad razors in annoyance. Nothing but utter annoyance. ⊱
“Scare? Intimidate? Ah, youmean just as you so fruitlessly seek to do right now I presume?”
⊰ Silvally did a measured turn, presenting its backside to themoronic one, tossing its head over its shoulder to continue speaking in acondescending manner, ⊱
“You have rather hollow words,shrouded one, and if you sought to perpetuate me with them… You would havealready caused truer harm than this. Instigating a false sanity is merelycowardice and a foolish endeavor. If you seek your own mortality at that expense, mayhaps next time I will tossyou into the Aether Foundation incinerator myself…”
⊰ And like that, the conversation was over. The Pokémonhaving heard enough, turned fully around and promptly walked away. ⊱
{ Take this shit writing assignment I gave myself; I hope you enjoy the dynamic between these two BECAUSE I DO. The Ball will be in for a rude awakening now that they’re together hah. Under a Cut because of length and because ew Mun work... }
{ So. I made minor adjustments to the Rules page and also added an About/Learn page for your much-needed convenience! I’m also... Posting a Drabble soon? With the “twins”... I’unno if it pertains to the ball per se, but it involves THEM. So eh. Take that as you will! }
She peered at the stranger, her eyes narrowing to slits. Eirlys was a creature who would offer respect, but was quick to revoke it once she felt it was not returned. And while her initial tone had not been… friendly, the attitude she received in return, she felt, was ungarnered.
“A permit is not required, no. It was a simple question; few travel through these lands without reason, and if yours was to cause mischief, then–”
The Ninetales broke off as its head dipped, her eyes widening once more. That was a gesture of respect… But why? She stilled, not even her tails moving in the winter winds as her mind raced. Slowly, she replied. “There are no boundaries. I do not own this land, no more than you do. I apologize if I alarmed you.” In returned, she ducked her head. Not quite as low as it had, but it was more than before.
“You are welcome here. But my question persists–what is your purpose? Perhaps I could be of assistance, as an apology for my… hostile behavior.” She dropped her gaze, studying her feet as a wave of embarrassment washed over her. She cleared her throat quickly, getting her mind off of those thoughts. “These mountains are confusing to the uninitiated. It would do no one good for you to perish here.”
⊰ A harsh wind blustered by, hefting vibrant feathers and tossing them around, although the mass of the beast remained unimpeded by the weather. It stood poised and still, head slowly rising to level with the Ninetails as she spoke in return. If she were any the wiser, she may be able to see the small tilt of its lips; the smile, although faint. ⊱
“Purpose…?”
⊰ It was not the first time the Chimera had been asked why it was here or there… But even so the word was still a bit foreign on its tongue, as though the term should strike up an automatic answer. It never did. At least she was not aware of its partnership and did not inquire on their separation —
Regardless, the Pokemon still looked a bit perplexed. It was rude to leave her without answer, though. It shook its head. ⊱
“Think me not a fool, madam, but there isn’t one… That is solid. I suppose it is mere travelling, wanderlust, which drove me all the way here.”
⊰ … It was not an entire lie. But not a whole truth either.
Silvally watched her embarrassment rise then subside, though made no move to point it out. Her following words served to gain her a chuckle, a forepaw rising to tap against beak and silence itself. It looked about, ears twitched to and fro, large crest once unfurled was being tossed by the strong winds, beginning to take on a perpetually stellar gleam.
Weather was inclement here, that much was obvious. It was an adaptive sort, but — ⊱
“… I think there are many who would be keen to disagree with that notion; my disappearance would serve for the better. However, it would be against my own intentions to stay out in such weather… Do you know the fastest route back down? Or… Worse yet, somewhere to take shelter?”
“ this is a double-whammy for shiruvaldi and deltaxtream! you both are absolutely AMAZING at wordplay and conveying emotions through your writing, and i eagerly await to see even more from you! ”
@shiruvaldi & @deltaxtream.
