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 roots before branches, Tag: Evelyn
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140 POSTS MADE
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he/him
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performance
cascade
homosexual
I CROSSED ALL THE LINES
and I broke all the rules
Connie had always dreamed of being on stage.

Granted, his original dreams had involved him being a lot younger. His hair had been shorter then, the skin surrounding his eyes less etched with lines. But what was wrong with those dreams including him the way that he was now? He liked his long hair, even if it had a tendency to try and choke him in his sleep. Those lines were one hundred percent because of smiles and laughter.

And, hey, past him? Didn't have a pink Spheal. Already the picture of him on stage was so much better.

Admittedly, Bubbles had a long way to go before he was contest ready. "Bubbles." Nothing. "Bubbles." Still nothing. "Bubbles."

"...Sphee?"

Connie huffed, but it was a noise that was only ten percent exasperated at his Spheal's inattention and ninety percent affection. He ought to have expected this - it was the first time he'd brought the round little ball of a pokemon to the official Contest Hall and he should have known that the curious Spheal would want to explore everything that was new and exciting. Really, it was his fault that the shiny Spheal was lost somewhere underneath the audience's tiers of seating right now.

The man planted his hands on his hips, surveying the tiers under which Bubbles was currently...somewhere. "Too much to hope for that you're going to come out on your own?" he called in resignation from where he was standing on the stage itself. He had been hoping to acclimatise Bubbles to the fancy setting. Perhaps even get a little bit of practice in.

"...Sphee?"

"I'll take that as a no then," Connie said with another of those fond sighs as he hopped down from the stage, pushing the sleeves of his pale blue sweater up to his elbows in a business-like fashion. Operation Find The Errant Spheal was on, and all he had to go on was the occasional sound of Bubbles rustling around underneath the seats. "Don't eat anything that you find under there," he warned the Spheal. "We don't have time for an unexpected Poke Centre trip today."

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BUT BABY I BROKE THEM ALL FOR YOU
rumor MST -7:00 she/her 21 Offline allie.herba#0361
400 POINTS EARNED
39 POSTS MADE
Faculty
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Faculty
competitive performance
the plastics
pansexual
AND LAUGH UNTIL OUR RIBS GET TOUGH
Surprisingly, it was fairly seldom that eve frequented the contest hall. it was as if all those years of training and performing and being the radiant star that hearthome saw her as were enough for her (they never would be) and that she was now repelled by the very idea of stepping onto a stage once again (that never would be). really, she just found herself not having the time to merely go to the hall and enjoy its great majesty for what it truly was, and instead she tended to only meet its luxurious architecture with her ever-adoring intrigue on the seldom occasions where her students had an event of sorts.

this was one of those times.

even considering, it really was unnecessary to frequent the hall beforehand. she did it under the guise of wanting everything to be perfect and, oh, what a lovely professor that miss evelyn is – so caring of her students and so aspiring for their success. and while, yes, that was certainly true, that was a selfishness that came with her desire to ensure perfection in the hall prior to an event, and it was to relive the fleeting memories of her past that have set her up for life and have made her the icon that she was – is.

it was a rare occasion when she didn’t have her ninetales alongside her, but she had opted out of bringing atti along (much to his dismay) in favor of her newly-received popplio, belle. the seal pokemon had an affinity for the stage, that much was for sure, and she felt it only appropriate to allow her to reveal in the grand hall just as much as evelyn was inclined to do as well. even allow her to pose on the stage and strut with that same exuberated flair that she showcased even on the most pathetic of ‘stages.’

needless to say, belle was ecstatic and it took nearly all of evelyn’s willpower to try to contain her as they entered backstage, and even still the seal had evaded her, darting through the rows of thick curtain and sliding on the laminate surface of the stage. ”belle!” eve hissed in a hushed tone, her voice desperate despite her desire to stay as silent as possible. belle, ever-disobedient, simply hobbled away on flippers much faster than you would think for how clumsy they seem on land, until she was suddenly throwing herself at the forefront of the stage, in front of the curtains, and striking a dramatic pose despite the lack of lights on. the excitable popplio gave a cry of delight, signaling her presence (much to the chagrin of evelyn) before peering out into the crowd.

she gave another cry as she noticed someone, a human, rummaging through the stands, attempting to catch their attention with her lovely pose. desperate, she gave another pose, then another, and another, visibly growing more annoyed with each one. how rude of this person! it was obvious that they were here to see her, but they weren’t even looking at her!

auggie GMT he/him 24 Offline
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he/him
Freshman
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cascade
homosexual
I CROSSED ALL THE LINES
and I broke all the rules
Somewhere, in this theatre, there was a bright pink Spheal.

...The game was clearly just finding him.

Connie had to wonder how his portly little pinniped had even managed to fit under the tiered seating in the first place. Then again, Bubbles could be surprisingly determined when it came to getting into trouble. The problem was that Connie clearly had a type when it came to pokemon, and that type was seal-shaped and charismatic.

So, of course, he was absolutely gone when the Popplio started cavorting about on stage.

The sight of the creature voguing like her life depended on it actually distracted Connie from looking for Bubbles. More than that, the performance made him throw his head back and laugh in surprised delight, because he didn't even know who the pokemon belonged to, but it was sure putting on a good show.

"Bravo!" he called out, smile warm and infectious as he applauded such a delightful entrance. Only belatedly did he realise that the Popplio seemed to be growing more frustrated and--had that not actually been her entrance? Had he not been paying attention to the start of her show? Well, that was frightfully rude of him.

Ever the dramatic one, Connie swept a flourishing bow in the little diva's direction. "I'm so sorry, lovely," he called to her, "I should have been paying attention from the start. Hey, Bubbles, you're missing the show."

(From under the seating: "...Sphee?")

"There's a beautiful girl on stage~."

(From under the seating, with rather more urgency and some determined rustling noises: "Sphee!")

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BUT BABY I BROKE THEM ALL FOR YOU
rumor MST -7:00 she/her 21 Offline allie.herba#0361
400 POINTS EARNED
39 POSTS MADE
Faculty
29
she/her
Faculty
competitive performance
the plastics
pansexual
AND LAUGH UNTIL OUR RIBS GET TOUGH
The delight which rose in the little, performing popplio was instantaneous and palpable and vocal upon realizing that her audience was properly paying attention to her (just as they should!) rising onto her back fins, she balanced herself in order to clap her front flippers in a manner all-too stereotypical for the seal pokemon, trilling excitedly all the while.

when the strange, white-haired man moved to bow in her direction, she too followed suit with a delicate curtsy (something, no doubt, that she has perfected from watching evelyn’s own delicate movements) – one so artistic and prim she looked as though she were a ballerina despite her plump physique and her innate clumsiness when not in water. neither of these alleged setbacks served to dwindle her lovely passion, however, and upon finalizing her curtsy she clamored to the edge of the stage and rested herself on her stomach with her fore-flippers dangling over the edge. the intensity with which she looked to the stranger was enough of an indication that she was intrigued with him for more than just his captivatingly-long, alabaster hair that was even longer and more pristine than evelyn’s. no, she as intrigued because he had come to see her, and obviously that also meant that he had magnificent taste in fine art. her eyes practically sparkled.

she gave the stranger a curious look when he began to speak. whatever initial noises that were occurring in the auditorium fell on deaf ears, only heard again when the rustling of folded-up seats and the faint cries of another pokemon echoed through the empty hall. instinctively, belle pulled herself up from the edge of the stage with her eyes wide, startled by the sudden movement and the clatter of colliding bits of manmade material. pushing her curious, clown-like nose out towards the auditorium, however, remedied whatever nervousness was in her, replaced only by the sudden zeal to find whomever it was making all that noise and play with them. with little regard to her own safety, she dove over the side of the stage and scrambled into the audience.

meanwhile, evelyn was still back stage ensuring that her pokemon hadn’t knocked over or tripped something important in her mad dash to the stage proper, and she hadn’t realized they were not alone until a voice from the audience nestled an echoing tune through backstage. almost instantly, she appeared on-stage, peering down at her student below.

”connie!” she exclaimed, her bubbly voice genuine and sweet and oh, so vivacious. she gave her student a wave before taking a few steps forward and squatting near the edge of the stage in a manner so atypical for that of a thirty year-old woman (and much more akin to that of a teenager). ”what are you doing here all alone?”


auggie GMT he/him 24 Offline
869 POINTS EARNED
140 POSTS MADE
Competitive
36
he/him
Freshman
performance
cascade
homosexual
I CROSSED ALL THE LINES
and I broke all the rules
Not all students at Kleur might have responded with the sort of casual delightedness to finding out that they were unexpectedly sharing space with one of their professors, but then Connie was in a bit of a uniquely odd role - not least because he was a naturally gregarious person, but also because he was easily as old as some of the younger professors at the university, if not older. He was hardly some wide-eyed teenager, looking up in awe at the professors because of their 'venerable' age. He might have looked at them in awe for their expertise, but--well, actually, awe wasn't really Connie's style.

Instead, the white-haired man looked briefly surprised before grinning. He could have guessed that there was another person in the room with him, based on the presence of a clearly well-cared for pokemon, but he hadn't been aware that Professor Solis had a Popplio on her team.

"Professor Solis," he said with easy, uncomplicated happiness at the sight of the woman who was his teacher in the classes he prioritised in importance the most in his head. He also remembered her career as a coordinator, since they were comparable in age, and so his respect for her was very real. If he'd been the sort to dwell on the past, he might have wondered whether he might have been like Evelyn Solis, had he not have dropped out of Kleur the first time around. "Is this pretty girl yours?"

Bubbles' determined rustling noises redoubled when he heard the phrase 'pretty girl' and Connie chuckled, tapping one foot against the metal of the tiered seating to give his Spheal something on which to hone in. "Not quite alone," he corrected. "Someone decided to go on an adventure and--oh, there you are." Bubbles popped out of a small hole that seemed far too small for his spherical form, but brought to mind a champagne cork as he did so. The bright pink Spheal was at least fifty percent dust bunny at this point, but didn't seem to notice as he zoomed up to the 'pretty girl' to say hello.

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