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Who: hilda & hilbert
Where: the plaza.
When: after hilbert's dream, around midnight.
Style: dem brackets
Status: closed

[ it was the middle of the night, but she didn't care. she needed fresh air.

it's finally starting to hit her that things really aren't the same in this place. Bianca and Hilbert don't know her - and while the former is definitely treating her the same... the latter is pushing her away, almost like he hates her. a friend being that way so suddenly was a shock, and one that she was in no way ready for.

so after their little chat, there was no way she was sleeping peacefully in her room so soon. she's out in the main plaza, and she seems to be the only one around. this is where it become handy to be a trainer - your friends are always with you.

she takes out a Poke Ball, and the Whimsicott in it comes out and tilts her head questioningly. ]

I just need some company. You okay with that?

[ and the Pokemon nods, jumping into her arms and nuzzling closer to her as they make their way to a bench. she sits, and the Whimsicott settles into her lap.

nothing to do now but think. ]

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Well, for one: I don't wear short-shorts.

[He laughs, easing into friendliness. She's not so bad after all, he might actually have to rethink his earlier behavior and extend his apologies.] And yeah, there. That's where my time stands still. N walking away with a strange idea as enemies.

And hey, we might have been minutes from meeting each other!

Hey, don't bash shorts! They're comfy and easy to wear.

[ she gives his arm a joking punch, along with her own smile. now things are starting to go back to how they were. ]

You're right! I guess it's only a matter of time, y'know?

Edited 2012-05-03 19:59 (UTC)

[He chuckles at the light punch, but there's an twitch in his smile at that mention of "time." That's a concept lost on his mind long ago, but still--] I suppose, I have been here for a while...

A year, actually. Hopefully I remember what I planned to do whenever this place decides to send me back.

Hey, it'll happen some day. It's not like they can trap us here forever! We just... have to be patient.

[ at least, she hopes so. ]

That's right.

['MAYBE', he wants to say. But gotta stay hopeful!]

Patience, that's it. [He looks up, still a little boy looking for stars.] Patience.