Locked to oceansbane, pokedressing ...special funtiems (NSFW)

[landsharkchamp]

[[The island appeared to have a great library at it's disposal, as Cynthia never seemed to find herself without a suitable book to read. And as the weather was always so nice, she liked to read outside; embrace a bit of nature whilst getting embroiled into the exciting mythologies of the Sinnoh (and other!) regions

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[oceansbane]

[It was such a pretty day. Quiet, at least. The air thick with the slanted light indicating that a change of seasons was oncoming. It was peaceful, to put it one way. Boring as hell, to select another. And Maxie had never really been one to tolerate boredom.

At least in Hoenn, there had been things to keep him occupied, even when he didn't require them; on this island, however...well. If Groudon hadn't already destroyed his sanity, the lack of stimulus here would definitely be enough to have done it by now.

Of course, what he found near the entrance to that cave system would probably serve well enough as entertainment.

He keeps his distance for now, shifting his stance into something vaguely hipshot, folding his arms casually across his chest; he actually has the jacket on today, as opposed to leaving it behind - he's at a point where he honestly doesn't care whose attention he gets.]

I didn't expect to see you here, Cynthia.

[landsharkchamp]

[[She slid her finger in-between the pages of her book, gently closing it, never moving that hand from Garchomp's pokeball. Maxie....Maxie fascinated her. He was, after all, a very interesting man, in a few very interesting ways. And even though not all of their encounters had been...pleasant, to say the least, she was pleased to discover that she wasn't afraid of him. At least his company could be guaranteed to be unique every time.]]

Well, looks like you're blessed with my company. Got your coat on today, I see.

[oceansbane]

How very observant of you.

[That statement could have very easily brought some heavy sarcasm with it; as it was, however, his tone remained mild, teasing at most.

The line between what constitutes a good day and what constitutes a bad one tends to be a fluid one, and this is looking to be a good one at the moment; his gaze darts down to the book in her hand before he returns his attention to her face.]

The book you're reading - what is it?

[landsharkchamp]

Oh, just another one about the legends in Sinnoh. Most of the material are things I've learned about before, but it's a good refresher.

[[She takes note of the page number, before removing her finger and allowing the book to close, before resting it on her lap and returning his gaze with a smile.]]

What brings you out here?