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"𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕀 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕜𝕪, 𝕨𝕠𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕪𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕗... 𝕎𝕒𝕤 𝕀 𝕔𝕙𝕠𝕤𝕖𝕟 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤? 𝕆𝕣 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕀 𝕞𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕚𝕥?"

"That would be... Wait, what's a Moltres again?" She asked curiously, gasping lightly, "You have a new pokémon?? May I meet them??"

Wisteria stepped in closer, looking Proton over while pushing down the urge to snatch his pokéballs.

"Which is safer?" She asked, moving closer to try and see what he texted but he put it away before she could see, "I don't really want people screaming about...my presence. I've had enough of those back at home."

Wisteria laughed and turned to give the cashier the payment, letting them count the change.

"Hmm, I can only guess we'll be travelling by air but what do you prefer?" She asked, "We could be careful by walking more on foot but...I dunno."

"Still, a message or two would be better than nothing." Wisteria hummed and looked at Proton as the cashier finished ringing everything up.

"Archer?" Wisteria smiled, raising a brow, "It's okay though, I can always make a nest or something somewhere."

She began to lead them to the cashier to pay, finding the best hiking bags for them too, "Also, weren't you gonna talk to your spouse?"

"Oh? Mastertracker?" Wisteria raised a brow and chuckled, smiling, "As for how long... Well, I'm putting this world on my list to occasionally come back to so you'll be seeing me lots~"

Wisteria hummed, moving to pick a few other jackets for Proton this time, as well as anything warm for them both.

“You can certainly try.”

Julia ‘Jules’ Alexander aka Advantage, your friendly local game master and comic store manager. Full-time nerd, part time superhero with legendary resistance.

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"Turtwig, yeah." Wisteria chuckled, nodding and sighing, "I was actually thinking of that because...I don't know if I can bring pokémon to my world but I can find a way."

She hummed, grabbing a bag, "Anyways, what else do we need up there?"

🐦‍⬛ ADDITIONALLY.

I get being in the zone and writing your muses passionately but PLEASE, DO NOT FORGET that you are writing with a real life person and not a bot. It doesn't take much to be respectful and considerate.

—and writers.

In my opinion, roleplaying is not only done for fun but a lot of people put so much into their writing, worldbuilding, backstory, etc. that you atleast have to give each other the respect of being a decent person of asking permission first, especially with shipping or DM rps.

🐦‍⬛ Jay
Writer to writer.

If the roleplay and the muses in them have chemistry, ask and check in with the writer first if you can get the 'go-ahead' to do anything more than flirty banter, such as touching, kissing and more.

ALWAYS ASK. It's the bare minimum and it shows that you respect both muses—

"Well, you asked me to kidnap you so it's all honestly your fault." She snickered, sighing, "But truthfully, I can always bring you back. You just have to ask and I have no problem doing that."

After all, she doesn't own Proton's life, nor does she tells him what to do. Also, this is all her fault—

"I mean, I kidnapped you so does that still mean you're working or are you on break?" Wisteria asked, looking over and smiling before putting a golbat themed beanie on his head, "Aww, look at you! It suits you well!~"

"...you really need more styles than 'big bad evil rocket', Proton." Wisteria sighed, grabbing a few more clothes for herself, "Psh, whatever, you do whatever you want. Hmm..."

She wondered where her old bags and such were. She left them somewhere in the world but... Well, she'll just get more.

"Hey, being emotional doesn't mean weakness." Wisteria sighed and paused, eyeing him up and down, "Is...is that all you'll buy? Are you gonna always wear your uniform still...?"

"...won't be the same." Wisteria took those mittens and looked over, lightly glaring as she put some of her chosen clothes in a basket, "If I cry, I'm blaming you. Anyways, what have you got so far?"

She paused, looking at this cleffa-themed mittens. She stared at them for a bit, chewing on her lip—

...man, maybe she didn't change at all. She was sure about it that she's doing better and now, when it came to her pokémon, she left them.

"...fuck."

"That's..." Fair.

She never really gave her pokémon a chance, huh? Immediately, she felt awful and sighed, continuing to look for more clothes.

"Well, I mean, I suppose I can go and visit them at a later time. Unlike you and your team, I just don't really like using them as weapons and such."

—them while you watched and laughed!"

She tried to keep it light and such, not expecting Proton to react strongly.

Wisteria looked over, frowning, "I'm from a different world, Proton. I couldn't take them everywhere, especially since a lot of places are so dangerous and I couldn't bear the thought of them getting hurt."

"Besides..." She sighed, looking at some winter dresses, "I was the one who wrestled with—

She would have left them with Proton but...well, you know—

"That's for a friend but personally? Not for me." Wisteria sighed, frowning, "The attachment I had with Lil' Man and the others were pretty important to be but I couldn't possibly take them with me when I had to leave so I gave them up to someone who I know will take care of them."

Time to focus on the task at hand!! Getting warm clothes for their travels!!

"Speaking of that... I don't think I'll get any pokémon this time..." Wisteria mumbled, looking for the clothes section.

"Where is that bird pokémon???"

"You saw it too, it was HUGE!"

"STOP PUSHING, YOU'RE CRUSHING MY EEVEE PLUSH!!"

"Mama!! Mama, I want this one! THIS ONE!!"

Wisteria rubbed her ears, grabbing Proton's arm before dragging him away from the mess, "Yeesh, I'm gonna get a headache from this."

"Aww, but I wouldn't be mad if you did. You know me, I never complain when it comes to you two..."

Wisteria stuck closer to Proton, looking around, "Woah, new pokémon related fashion trends?"

At that, even the crow seemed surprised and she snickered, yelping once her hair got messed up, "Hey! Who are you and what did you do to Proton??"

The elevator door soon opened and they were greeted by the department stores, who were also trying to calm down a small crowd of curious folks.

...however, before they could get to the first floor, Wisteria finally tapped out and put down the full-grown man-

"Ugh, jeez, the last time I did this, I nearly got crushed..." She grunted, massaging her arms, "Hey, you gotta atleast be impressed I managed that long!"

Wisteria shushed him and pressed on the first floor button quickly before laughing a bit, "We do not talk about that. That experience was horrid..."