Zephyrus the Priestess

Don't worry about it, Tacos. You do what you gotta do. Similarly, I've to try to focus on schoolwork for a while again, and I'm not really sure how to flesh out Raiza and Lucifer's characters right now... So I'm probably going to be inactive a while again.

Hey man, chill, it was just a suggestion.

"Kame" After a million years of the cold shoulder We changed. Jagged. Stranger. Farther. When the ice broke and melted, we Stood far apart defiantly. I wouldn't really have it differently.

lol hi Tempest Author.

"JATO" I soar on the gales of our euphoric laughter. Who needs a navigator when I've got our stupid jokes? Turbulence's got nothing on our resilient power. Doesn't even matter if we're freakin' broke. I can live on our conversations, logical and nonsensical Even when we all (ways) get maniacal. Through the ups and downs, the highs and the lows We stay close no matter how hard life blows. At air resistance, we just scoff. Doesn't matter; we're pretty and tough. On our own, we're awesome; united, we achieve liftoff.

"It might be because of Achylx, my Skorupi... Ever since I caught her, she's been mostly bitter to nearly everyone. With Rogue, though, she seems to behave," she mused aloud, watching the adorable creature running in place. "I guess it means that I've to train up my team, too. Can't have them afraid of a Fairy type, after all." So she's a tough little girl, then, she thought, pondering on what Henry said about her liking to battle. A light flashed, and the next moment a Litwick hovered over Raiza's shoulder. "Oh, you're awake, sweetie! Are you feeling better, now?" The Ghost-Fire type merely looked groggily at his Trainer and quietly settled into his rightful place, in her arms. "Hm.. I guess you're still half-asleep, aren't you?" Strange how he barely reacted to the Coordinator's presence this time, even as he was right in front...

... holy shoot that Sablestitch one <3 also ffuuuuu I feel like stealing that one winged archer girl now I can't decide

... I saw that coming. okay.jpg And I sure took my sweet time here trying to decide, lol. May I ask for the name of the artist who drew the first suggestion, Mael?

Th-that avatar for Kuro... i-it's amazing. ... But if xe'll take it, I'll consider any suggestions for me. Been too lazy to draw my own avatar a while, so I used an old drawing.

No I'm no-- wait, no, that wasn't supposed to happen. Well, shite. Uh. Uncle Jerry.

I'm so tough I attend Muay Thai on a regular basis. Even if I am on my period.

"Ianthine" Ianthine, like irises in bloom. That's the color of your infinite eyes. Your coat is the dusk just after the sun sets. The stars come out slowly, as though they were shy To gleam in the periwinkle sky up high. The scent of your smooth hair and skin is Mild lavender, a hint of fickle violet. How fitting Cause that's how you are, fleeting Here one moment and gone the other for too long Ephemeral.

"Weh-- handful-- aw, naw, she's a sweet dearheart." Beat. "... That didn't happen. Shh. Point is she's been a good girl," she said, still a bit flustered. "Sadly, my own Pokemon don't seem to get along too well with her, just yet. Probably the whole typing thing..."

"Halitus" Huff, huff... Wispy white smoke Twisting, spiraling in this Frigid air. We're huddled together For better or for worse; any Thing is better than being alone, now. Shuddering. Shivering. You're quaking But holding me all the colder. Closer. I can almost see the words you try to say with your every breath hanging, twisting spiraling in the frigid air like wispy white frozen smoke

"Bring back, bring back, bring back my baby to me." By the time she finished her lullaby (in hindsight, she felt glad that she didn't have to sing the whole song; it wasn't really too pleasant in its entirety, after all), the little baby girl had closed herself up in a nap. Just like Lucifer, yeah, when he was just her age. How time flew! Man, it only seemed like the other day when she had to sing him before he burned down the entire park looking for her... ~ A bunch of little kids were running out the playground when she arrived on her bicycle. Oh, there was a lot of screaming too. From the cries of the other kiddos, apparently there was a flying candle wreaking havoc and trying to... Eat them? That's ridiculous; Lucifer didn't like anything but sweets. Bravely, fearlessly-- why'd it matter? It was only her little boy throwing a tantrum, anyway, and there was nothing to be afraid of-- she ventured into the miniature woods of the park. "Lucifeeeeer! We're done playing hide and seek," she called out, her voice ringing like a chime. Pained yowls and cries answered her, sending unpleasant chills down her spine. Yup, that was him, all right. It wasn't anything new; baby Ghost Pokemon liked to scream shrilly as possible whenever they were upset. "Come on, now! I'm right here, sweetie. Just follow my voice," she called out, before she drew in some air and began to sing... "Now the parking lot is empty/Everyone's gone someplace/I pick you up and in the trunk I've packed/A cooler and a 2-day suitcase." Her voice was like a beacon to the Ghost-Fire type. Immediately, with a face that normal boring people would've placed in a prank jumpscare video, Lucifer came flying and crying from the shadows of the tall trees and into his beloved owner's arms. "Shh, shh, it's okay, it's okay, pon!" Raiza cried out, stroking her Litwick's waxy head gently, with a big smile on her face even as his wailing and moaning continued on. "We're okay, we're fine... Honey, I'm here to stop your crying. Now, let's go home and get something to eat." After the big baby settled down, they headed to the local ice cream parlor for some sundae on the way home. ~ Unbeknownst to Raiza, she'd began humming "Power of Two" to nobody in particular... until she opened her eyes and WHEN DID HENRY GET THERE WHAT-- "Oh, he-hey!" she stammered, jumping a little bit. "Hi, yeah, how long've you been there?" She failed to realize that she did just sing in front of him earlier and that being startled or red-faced about him seeing her sing again wouldn't make any sense, but even then...

"Gressorial" Fight or flight; it's all part of the process. To adapt is to survive; one of the instances Would be when you learn how to walk on your own two feet From merely crawling on the ground. Never admit defeat.

Out in the corridor, Raiza sat down on the floor, playing with the little Egg Pokemon. Then she wondered... "Rogue, Toothless, Achlyx, this is Paradox," she said about three seconds later, having sent out all three. Lucifer would've come out of his Pokeball by now if he were awake... I'll let him sleep in. "She's Henry's baby girl. My own baby boy's asleep, see, so he's not here now." Rogue took one look at the Normal-Fairy type and stayed where she was, apprehensively. There was no way she was going near it, not when it could knock her out even unintentionally. The blind dragon cautiously stepped forward for a sniff, before yelping, running behind Raiza, and barking nervously at the Togepi from there. Finally, the Poison-Bug type stayed where she was, just exuding hostility as she always did. Unlike the other two, she wasn't afraid of the weird-looking Pokemon. With her pincers raised, she hissed to show she wasn't going to back off. "Achlyx," Raiza said, sternly. Her Skorupi could never play nice, even with her own teammates, except with maybe Rogue. Understandably, the baby Pokemon began to cry from the cold treatment. Sighing, the Trainer beamed all three Pokemon back into their Pokeballs and cradled the Togepi, humming soothingly to her until her tears were reduced to little sniffles. "My baby lies over the ocean/My baby lies over the sea/My baby lies over the ocean/O bring back my baby to me." The rest of the folk song she hummed, until Paradox calmed down totally. I guess, naturally, my own babies would have a hard time getting along with Paradox, given their typing... Oh well.

"Furfuraceous" And here I thought my poem for the day Would be about marvelous and beautiful dragons. Bran-like scales, though, to my dismay Have nothing to do with the grandiose reptilian. Since I can't put it in a more artful way I'll tell you bluntly and abruptly, without delay The word's got something to do with dandruff.

Liligant or Cherrim would be cute to have for Henry, and fitting in a way, imo. I'm also waiting for a way to get Raiza involved in the whole Evan thing... Or to see if she's going to get involved at all or not XD and darn it now you guys have me worrying about my teambuilding again ><

"Darn. Well, they both did their best, and Henry's still as tricky as ever, isn't he, Paradox?" the Traner said to the Togepi, who sat in her arms still cheering and chirping for her owner despite his loss. You must really love 'im, huh, little girl? It was cute and, in a way, refreshing to see the Normal-Fairy type cheering Henry on (and, she guessed, having somebody else other than herself who actually supported him). After Danielle rushed across the forest field or something, Raiza made her way down the stands. Surely, the Egg Pokemon was anxious to get back to her rightful owner.

"Eagre" Swift coursing river. Fresh flooding influx flushing Out impurities. Hark, see the water Rising, kissing the shoreline Then recede, return. It makes all things new.

"you and beautiful world" by Yuyoyuppe, cover by Hanatan

Tfw you hear somebody sing better than you do and it's a big thing cause you can sing but just not as well as they do Or, the more general version: tfw witnessing somebody else be better than you are at a particular thing (that, coincidentally, you really like to do too) ;_;