NOVEMBER - DECEMBER TEST DRIVE MEME

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i love u buddy

[gautsome]

[Honestly, what Sylvain values more than anything right now is the little things. Creature comforts. The bottle of perfume cologne he purchased was probably far too expensive for his meager budget, and didn't quite smell like what he'd squirreled away back home but... It's close enough for him to consider it a worthwhile purchase.

And if he's lucky, maybe someone else will enjoy it too.

Of course, that someone else was supposed to have been a girl. A cute one, at that. And while he can't exactly sex a bird from a distance away, he's pretty sure that whatever this thing isn't his type.

The scarecrow incident, he reminds himself, absolutely does not count.]

Hey, what the -- [He stops to give the young man a look. He's not sure what's going on with his face, but he certainly doesn't look like anyone Sylvain has come across. And being that he's in an entirely new land, he'd at least like to think that it's entirely unlikely that he's broken a relative's heart.

Not yet at least.]

Your -- Your bird thing. It took something of mine.

i have been #blursed

[redthunder]

[The victim has a good 5 inches on Sh'ten, but it doesn't seem to faze him at all. In fact, after a long, dismissive silence, the corners of his lips curl and he has the audacity to laugh at Sylvain. It's very campy and probably quite in line with Sylvain's experience of Dastardly Villains.]

And? [He uncrosses his arm to wave a hand in disdain, and the Murkrow on his opposite shoulder flaps its wings, cawing once more around its stolen treasure.] If you aren't strong enough to keep such a puny creature from your things, you deserve to have them taken.

[gautsome]

[Okay. Not at all what he expected coming into this. An accident, maybe -- even underhanded thievery. But the manner in which the young man speaks is far more befitting of a bandit captain than wayward punk.

In all honesty, it almost makes him homesick.]

Listen, there are way better things to steal than a bottle of cologne. Especially if you're going to lord over it like that.

[redthunder]

[Sylvain is closer to the mark than he realizes.

There's a tap-tap-tap as Murkrow takes the bottle in one taloned foot and pecks at the shiny glass with its beak, and Sh'ten appears to evaluate the bottle momentarily... but just ends up shooting a few more daggers at Sylvain.]

I doubt this creature places value on the same things you humans do. Trinkets matter little to me -- though I'm sure someone will be glad to divest you of your treasures should you continue to announce them.

[gautsome]

[Sylvain steps back, resting his weight on one foot. He crosses his hands behind his head, a posture overall too casual for whatever threats this man seems keen on throwing out.]

Since it matters so little, I'm sure you won't mind handing it back over then, right?

[redthunder]

[Sylvain's laid back attitude grates on Sh'ten, and he's nearing the point of being done with him. The other man isn't goaded seemingly at all; maybe Sh'ten misjudged him.

What a pity.]

I will not return it. You may try to take it back.

[Something about his tone implies that he isn't keen on a Pokemon battle, exactly.]

[gautsome]

[Sylvain takes a moment to size the other man up. His brows lift in something close to amusement.]

You want me to fight you, is that it?

[redthunder]

[Anger flares in Sh'ten's chest, and he doesn't do well to hide it. One way or another, this brat will regret making light of his pride; he'll make sure of it.]

I am done merely speaking -- that is your answer.

[He certainly does have a posture that tenses more with each passing moment. Somebody's going a little stir-crazy in Happy Magical Animal Friend Land.]

[gautsome]

[Sylvain steps back, studying the man with no small amount of skepticism. It's tempting -- considering the wartorn nature of his home, it's been strange to not be fighting for his life.]

You're what... fifteen? Seems kinda wrong to pick a fight with a kid.

when u take away ur supervillain's demonic powers 😔

[redthunder]

[Murkrow, upon seeing Sh'ten's shocked expression, decides that it will be far less bothered if it takes flight again and perches instead on top of a nearby streetlamp. More shiny, less collateral damage.]

Annoying pest! [He now seems to be reaching for a weapon that, of course, isn't there, which only compounds his rage.] You would do well not to insult someone centuries your elder and infinitely your superior!

[Sorry, Sylvain, shorty is about to start a fistfight in the town square.]