are we the plaything of fiends

[subvertio]

Who: Vanitas subvertio and YOU!
Where: Goldenrod City
When: Nov 21st, midday.
Summary: Someone has made a return to Goldenrod, though it's just passing through for supplies. Care to run into him?
Rating: PG-13 if someone pokes at him enough for violence.
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[stolemyfries]

Mareceline's out exploring the city again today after her grueling Rocket lessons. She's still wearing the uniform actually, which is against regulations, since she's not on business, but it's hidden nicely under the long coat she's also got on. The uniform is warm, give a girl a break, she's not used to being cold, like ever.

She almost doesn't see Vanitas in time, watching the snow fall and trying to catch flakes on her pathetially human tongue.

"Whoa!" She says, when she finally does, notice, and steps to the side. "Close one."

[subvertio]

Vanitas almost did step right into her, but he's juggling his phone in his gloved hands a moment since the sidestep distracted him. Looking up finally, he quirks an eyebrow before realizing he recognizes her.

Oh, it's that girl with the long name for her bat Pokemon.

"... What are you doing?" No, he didn't quite see, but for both of them to nearly run into each other means she wasn't looking straight ahead either.

[stolemyfries]

She shrugs. "Thinking about checking out this 'mart' for supplies. You?"

She's perfectly content to stand and have conversation.

[subvertio]

"Just leaving the mart with supplies." He'll hold up his bag, ignoring the sudden appearance of a yellow and blue mouse crawling out of the plastic and up his arm. Minun, however, doesn't take to being ignored and on not realizing there's company, goes scurrying up to plop on top of his trainers head.

Before waving. Oh that little runt knew someone was there...