hey there earlybird

[distortionzoned]

[It's early in the morning today on the island- a little too early for children to be awake, and a little too early for maybe less than a handful of people/adults and nocturnal pokemon to be prowling about

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[mysteryzoned]

[Who cares about you and your tied down titties, Cynthia? We're too busy lying despondently in a pile of snow because we stole Brendan's Pokemon away from him six by six by six by six by six by six by --]

[distortionzoned]

--hey early bird. [Crouching down at your side is this person here. He smiles and seems to mean well.]

You look cold, I'll keep you company.

[mysteryzoned]

... ? [There is....... something....... familiar about this person......

... but Cynthia would never cut her hair like that. And besides. Cynthia isn't around anymore.] ... ... I'm fine.

[distortionzoned]

I can't let such a pretty girl sit up here all alone.

[So he lays beside you.]

[g3_jupiter]

[Just when one thought she could have a moment of relaxation away from the Galactic base, BAM, Jupiter spots someone who instantly makes her radars go crazy. Namely, this someone activates both her "this is my probably not-so-evil stepmother, or at least someone who looks like her someone I should try to get along with in spite of our differences" radar, and her "cute boy -> must flirt with" radar.

Hesitantly, she brings a hand up and waves.]

[distortionzoned]

[He spots her and smiles, walking up to her. Unfortunately for her, Cynthia doesn't think much of you. Commander or not... B')]

Good morning, ma'am. Fine out tonight, isn't it?

[g3_jupiter]

[... This is either a dream come true or a complete nightmare. She hasn't made up her mind yet. She stands from where she was sitting on the ground, brushing her uniform a little.]

I-it is.

... Who are you?

[distortionzoned]

...Cyrus. [He wonders how she'll react to that name.]

[usesdig]

[>There is a hole in the ground at the CMA.
>Look in the hole?]

[distortionzoned]

[>Y.........]

[usesdig]

[The hole goes down a bit, and then it appears to be branching off to the side. It appears that way because the person is in there, digging that way. All you can see is from the waist-down...]

[distortionzoned]

[We recognize that cute butt. But something is...a little odd.

Two cute butts in one day?]

Dawn?

[lostmillennium]

... [Oh, someone else. Silver... Doesn't say hello, but he does stare. Staring and being quiet and statue-like is what he's good at.]

[distortionzoned]

Nice night, huh? [We feel you creepin'.]

[lostmillennium]

...

It's quiet. [His voice remains fairly neutral. It's nice, but...]

[distortionzoned]

Certainly is, it's nice, isn't it? [He places his hands behind his back, leaning towards him and smiling.]

I'm Cyrus.

[masterofghosts]

*Phoebe and her banette were one a walk when she spot's Cynthia... or she thinks it's cynthia until she see's the different hair style and lack of breasts. She just stares for a bit.

[distortionzoned]

Hey there, nice night, isn't it?

[masterofghosts]

Very nice. Perfect nice to be out with one's ghosts.

[distortionzoned]

[A brief moment of silence, but he's still smiling.]

You're a ghost-type trainer then? I'm Cyrus, it's nice to meet you.