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[laughingstawke]

001, Back Dated to 12/2, route 38

[Hawke faced the small screen, snickering to herself. Clutched within her hand was a small creature, a collection of flowers that looped around to hold itself. She hadn't bothered to look it up. She hadn't even bothered to actually catch it yet. Instead she'd plucked it out of the sky and immediately began recording.]

[The woman stepped to the side, revealing a relatively familiar blond man, who had his back turned to her. His skitty sat beside him and fixed a withering look on Hawke. Whatever was going to happen didn't matter to her; she was already done with this sort of behavior.]

[Inching closer, Hawke held out the Pokemon, who looked bewildered as ever. With a trembling hand, she laid the creature on Anders' head, giving him a bright and colorful flower crown. Quickly, the woman scrambled back, making it a few feet before collapsing into giggles.]

[The flower-pokemon gave her one look before floating up into the sky, leaving whatever nonsense she had found herself caught up in behind.]



002 -- Just outside Olivine

[The video started with a branch falling to the ground. Immediately following it, Hawke danced across the screen, twirling about in a messy and uncoordinated effort. Two blades were clutched within her hands, and each eye is wide and bewildered. Each time she swung a blade, she made a sound, narrating her swipes and slashes with childlike-glee. With each slash, the Pokemon would cast a wild-eyed look back at its partner, not afraid but still very unnerved by what was happening.]

[Hawke paid it no mind. She slashed her way off toward another tree, lopped another branch off, and then made her way back. Finally she stopped in front of the camera and stood up tall.]

My name is Captain Isabela... von Isabela. I am the most dashing pirate on the Waking Sea. Fear me and my bouncing breasts!

[Without another word, Hawke danced off once more, whimsical routine continuing with renewed vigor.]


003 -- Olivine Inn

[Both Hawke and a Marill stood in front of a mirror. Hawke had a hand placed atop the blue creatures head, a stern expression lining her face. The Marill glanced from her reflection, up to the woman, and then back again once every few seconds. Where Hawke looked ready to launch into a huge speech, the Pokemon looked utterly confused.]

Marill? [The croon was soft, almost concerned.]

Now Merrill, [When Hawke spoke, her voice was relatively soft.] I want you to take a good look at this. This is called a mirror.

[The creature gave something akin to a nod, but whether or not it actually understood, Hawke didn't know.]

Good. Now. Do your favorite trainer a favor, okay? Stay away from the mirrors. You hear me. Stay away. From mirrors. [Hawke's expression shifted, going from serious to sorrowful.] The last Merrill I knew went through a lot of stuff because of stupid mirrors. So I'm going to protect you, okay?

[The Marill, confused as it was, gave another pseudo-nod, though its gaze was still curiously fixed on the mirror. Hawke didn't seem to notice, instead seeming pleased enough by the "answer." After a moment, she scooped the creature up. She quickly reached for the 'gear, holding it up to capture their embrace for a moment before reaching to fiddle with the power button.]

Can't have them see me being affectionate with --

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[laughingstawke]

[Hawke couldn't help the delighted smile that spread over her lips. It almost reminded her of Lothering, when she and her father had spent hours in the woods, training and laughing and fooling around.]

[She didn't realize how much she had missed all that.]

I am afraid you've left me with no choice. There is no going back now.

[meowbel]

But what will I do? I can't live without ice cream, I might even have to eat something else! Oh the humanity...!

[If Hawke listened closely, she might be able to hear some giggling behind that dramatic tone of hers. Although, at this point, Mabel wasn't even sure what else to add to such a horrible claim from her new friend.

Oh well, she'll just have to figure something out!]

How will I ever deal with this...?

[laughingstawke]

[Huh. Kids laughing was kind of cute, even a bit encouraging, if Hawke's own laughs had anything to say about that. Perhaps a bit annoying too, as most children were, but it beat the playful screams that she used to hear from children in Lowtown alleyways.]

Have you considered biscuits? I hear those are quite good. Especially with chocolate inside.

[meowbel]

You mean like the bread or the cookie?

[She said before wondering a little. As she thought about it, she gave a shrug in response]

Yeah, I guess that kind of work! I mean, I never really tried one before but there's bound to be something like that around here!

[laughingstawke]

Err... the... cookie? [What is this strange thing? Modern people are weird.]

Yeah. Go try that. And no iced cream, remember that. Or else.

[meowbel]

Yeah, you know! Where you get some flour and chocolate cakes and you bake them?

[Blink blink]

That kind of thing?

[laughingstawke]

[Hawke squinted for a moment. Having never been the baking type, and having never really paid attention to what her mother was doing in the kitchen, she couldn't say for sure.]

Let's go with that.

[meowbel]

[For a moment, Mabel didn't respond back. Instead, she simply just stared at the communicator before narrowing her eyes.

HMMMMMMMMMMMM....!!]

...You really don't know, do you?

[laughingstawke]

[Hawke drew a sharp breath, then quickly released it in a defeated sigh. With her arms crossing over her chest, she cast a miserable look at Mabel.]

I don't. [Mabel had been pleasant enough company, so the least the woman could do was tell her the truth.]

[meowbel]

[Better get ready Hawke because there was a huge smile on her face! Get ready, she was going to have the time of her life with Mabel!]

Then don't you worry! You're in good hands, miss! Whatever you want to make, I'll definitely teach you!

You're dealing with a world class famous bakester over here! [Insert fanfare here. Yes, she's also making that sound in the background]

[laughingstawke]

[Where the hell did that sound come from???? Why is Mabel so excited?]

[Should she be scared?]

I... wasn't aware I said I wanted to learn.

[meowbel]

Well, do you? It'll be pretty fun and you'll get to eat some of the delicious treats! C'mon, you know you want to!

[This is what happens when you talk to Mabel. Better run while you can]

[laughingstawke]

[Cooking isn't her thing, but eating sweets...]

I'll do it.

[meowbel]

Then that's awesome! Just tell me where you want to meet up and we'll totally set our baking date up!

[Can she just hear the delight coming from Mabel? She was just so happy to have a fellow baking buddy here!]

[laughingstawke]

[Childlike mirth. Everyone always said that was meant to bring joy to Hawke, but at present, all she can feel is something close to fear. As if she's opened something shouldn't have, or stepped in something awful.]

Where are you located? I might be able to simply come to you.

[meowbel]

I'm at Goldenrod right now! You're close by right? Because I can't wait to get started!

[She said before rushing over to the store. Why wait for Hawke when she could buy all the stuff and get everything ready?!]

[laughingstawke]

Olivine but... I've been to Goldenrod. [She glanced in the direction of the Pokemon Center. It wouldn't be that much of a walk. Worth it for treats.]

How soon do you need me?

[meowbel]

Whenever! I'm good with whatever time you want to set everything up! I highly doubt I'll be going out of Goldenrod anytime soon anyway.

[That and Whitney and her Miltank were being badbutts to her]

[laughingstawke]

... I'm bored and hungry. Can you be ready in an hour?