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(Happy Pink day everyone! Of Valentines, V-day Singles awareness. whatever you prefer to celebrate! ^__^
It means RP time!
Hop on in with any character you like! Celebrate the holiday of love with friends, Pokemon, or try and sabotage the experience for others, Just have fun! And lets play!)

Intro~
It could have been a picture perfect scene, Something that could have been taken right out of the movies.
Valentines day sprawled the ascetics of the local shopping arias in Camphoreon, flower shops stocked up on red roses, and chocolate was in an abundance, sold in holiday appropriate containers.

And in the park, a scene that truly could be the spirit of the holiday;

The man in white and hot pink, with dark hair and a pare of head phones draped from around his neck stood in the greens of the park grass, extending his hand outward with a smile. His mouth moved as he spoke, words were for a smaller figure in front of him, the sounds drown out from distance.

A young women, in a pink dress stood amidst a small gathering of beautiful pokemon, Valentine notes for her friends by her bare feet, while pink fabric danced with the light wind that blew through the park from the ocean.
Like a ballerina she stood, one foot sliding back as she reached a delicate hand out, sliding it into the long fingers of a taller man standing just across from her, her head tilting as his smile was met after he spoke to her.



It was Valentine’s day!
While there would be some people out there that would have their doubts and dislikes about the holiday, There were plenty who would be celebrate it, and not all for the same reasons.

Spring was fast approaching and it was starting to show in the weather. The new found warmth was a welcome back from the sun, as clouds that had brought snow began to peel away from refreshed blue skies.
The air still had a crisp cool quality to it, making it feel fresh and reminding people, that it wasn’t quite time to put the long sleeves away.

Rosie found that the sun was very comfortable, and it was just perfect for keeping her warm enough.
That, and she had a nice warm green colored fire turtle nestled next to her side. He felt like a nice warm oven in the process of baking cookies.

The young blond women loved Valentine’s day, and everything it stood for, even interpreting the way she wanted.
It was about love, and she loved lots of people, her family, all of her wonderful friends and of coarse her pokemon. This was the first year she would get to have Valentines with many of them.
For now though, she had to get some little tokens of her love finished.

She wore a dress today; pink (obviously) that was made of light moveable fabric, and hung down by her knees. The V-neck cut was perfect to display a silver chain, holding an aquamarine gem she had hanging from her thin neck.

At the moment, what part of the dress wasn’t fitted to her body was fluttered out in light folds across the back of her legs as she lay on her stomach, stretched out over the length of an outdoor blanket that had been spread out over the grass at a local park in Camphoreon city.
Here to enjoy the background noise of people, snippets of conversation, laughter, and movement, from both human and pokemon alike. She liked to think everyone was having as good a day as she was.

Her hair was done back neatly, most of it hanging in gentle curls around her face, while she had pinned the back up in loose gathers, with a few locks tickling the back of her neck.
Rosie had her face turned down as she worked the pen in her hang quickly over the dollar size pink paper laying under her pink painted nails to keep them from flying away.
The curls from her hair falling over her forehead, partly curtaining her blue eyes from the world above her.

“And I know some day that it'll all turn out
You'll make me work so we can work to work it out
And I promise you kid that I give so much more than I get
I just haven't met you yet~”

No surprise to people who knew her, she was singing, and even less surprise, it was a happy song probably about love.
Her bare feet, having kicked off her shoes at the edge of the blanket, were crossed at the ankle and swaying in the air in time with the music in her head.

Per usual, the trainer wasn't alone, and like any good trainer had her pokemon with her, most of them anyway.
Her three more spirited, young hearted Pokemon, Kiss Kiss, Pastin, and Shine had found a group of children by the playground to play with, and were enjoying the attention from the young humans.

While her older, less social or milder mannered Pokémon were sticking closer to where Rosie was, keeping her company and enjoy her singing.
One of her newest Pokemon, a Torkoal was nestled down by her side wearing a soft, content looking smile on his lined face.
looking perfectly comfortable and lazy, just staring off at nothing in particular with beady half lidded eye.

Celestia was standing on the grass by the group, her head was bowed and she seemed to be having a quiet conversation with Melody, The duel horned Charmeleon sitting on the blanket with Pop who was lounging and looking almost annoyed next to the green fire lizard.
Pop, the shiny Buneary was far less interested in the conversation then she was in the bag of snacks that Rosie had placed out for her Pokémon.

“I might have to wait, I'll never give up
I guess it's half timin and the other half's luck”

Subconsciously she was listening to the usual bustle of the park, it became almost predictable, and very recognizable after a time, and would easily blend into the background over her own song.
She had no reason to lift her head, which was, until there was something different added into the noise around the park.

Someone else was listening to music; she didn’t recognize the song right away, since wherever the source was sounded muffled.
Though as she lifted her head up, she was able to find where it was coming from.
Her song did lower at this point, but didn’t stop, singing absently as she spotted a man, dressed in a very stylish white and pink outfit.
What was more, he seemed to be waving at her.

This man glowed.
Those were the first thoughts that ran through Rosie’s mind as she watched this tall, skinny figure half dancing to the music he was enjoying,
And it wasn’t just from the sun reflecting brilliantly off of his bright clothes, but just the fact that someone was taking such joy in what they did.
Not nearly enough people really let go and just danced whenever they wanted, or enjoyed just being themselves to whatever music they loved.
But here was someone who, despite getting some strange looks from the passersby in the park, carried on like he couldn’t be happier.

Rosie instantly liked this person. And his choice of clothing, and those headphones!

She watched him with a sweetly puzzled expression, eyebrows arched slightly, her blue eyes wide as she propped her chin on her palm for support.
She expected him to move on, just be another one of those awesome people in the world that Rosie didn’t know, but was happy they existed.
Instead he walked over, taking a seat on a nearby bench and seemed to take an interest in what she was working on.

The blond could not help but smile up at the man, feeling tickled that someone she already deemed ‘cool’ was randomly noticing, and approaching her.
He didn’t say anything yet, though he did take his headphones off with a glance down at her letters.
The thought of meeting someone new delighted her, and this man certainly seemed like someone really amazing.

“I’m not ganna write you a love song~”

She sang, as if to try her own voice out at the song he had been listening to, This was followed with a little giggle,
Breaking her gaze away as she rolled over onto one hip, allowing her to reach over Tank, and for her messenger bag.
She decided to be a little creative with her greeting, Might as well, it was Valentine’s day, and she was in a good mood.

A few seconds after opening and reaching into her bag, she rolled back over onto her stomach, but pushed herself up with one hand, while the other held out a budding pink rose to the man, a bright, kind smile spreading over subtly pink painted lips.

“I just haven’t met you yet.” The blond continued to sing, finishing the original song she had started, but modifying it a little for a makeshift greeting.

Seeing the look on his face when she gave him the rose brought her so much joy. It was just a small gesture, but the fact that he seemed to really appreciate it just made it that much more special.
He spoke for the first time afterwards, asking her a question that widened the smile on her lips. "Hee hee, everyone deserves a rose on Valentines day." She explained with a gentle tilt of her head.

The pokemon around her seemed to take notice of the man as well, Tank, still wearing that lazily content smile was now looking at Nakura, instead of his former blank stare. Celestia had a soft, pleasant look of her face as she watched Rosie and the man interact, The Charmeleon, while looking more skeptical, with a brow arched at the two humans, didn't make a move or sound of protest or annoyance.
It was the Buneary who seemed to care less about the new human that joined them, Still lounging where she was chewing on her carrot stick.

With her hand now free from the rose, the trainer pushed herself up again, and was in the process of moving her weight so she could sit back on her heels and be able to speak to him more politely, when she felt a hand take hers before she pulled it away.
Blinking a couple of times, her blue eyes returned up to the man, in time to see him lift her hand to his lips.
And he called her charming.

She didn't pull her hand away, not bothered by the kiss, instead she made a soft noise that could be taken as a giggle, and reached up to tuck some of her curled hair behind her ears with her other hand.

When he brought up her boyfriend she lifted her free hand to her lips, smiling again and a gently amused way, blushing as she shook her head with a sweet laugh "Oh no no, its nothing like that." She thought it was sweet that he assumed she had a boyfriend.
"If I had a boyfriend I'm sure he would be here." Rosie finished confidently, already showing such faith in a boyfriend she didn't even have.

She composed herself back from his earlier comment, getting herself back up and seated properly as she looked back, blue eyes meeting the sharp red of his own.
"Its a pleasure to meet you Nakura~ My name is Rosie."

Lips parting slightly when she realized that what she said might have been taking the wrong way.
He didn't look upset, but she certainly didn't want him to think that he wasn't appreciated or anything. "Ah." She said, straightening her posture up sharply and holding a hand up.
"I didn't mean it like that," she said with a reassuring smile "Everyone does deserve the kindness of another. But that rose was just for you, since I'm the one lucky enough to get to meet you today Nakura."
As she spoke she did look down at the pocket where he placed the rose, content to see that it looked good with his outfit.

The blond hummed softly, reaching out a hand to absently stroke the top of Tank's head. tilting her head as Nakura.
He was really expressive, not just in his facial features and the way he spoke, but the way he moved.
This much was illustrated when he stood up, very agile on his feet and balance... Was he a trainer dancer?
She watched, with large blue eyes as he stooped into a wonderful bow, and then asked if she would be his Valentine for the day.

She looked taken aback at first, clearly not expecting to be asked to be someones valentine, or asked out on a date by someone who she had just met.
she had to admit, there was something rather... magical about being asked out of a date for the day of the holiday by someone who she had never met before. She didn't know what it was, be it fate that she meet this person, or that they seemed to be pretty alike that they were just drawn to one another.

But It WAS Valentines day after all, no one should go without a valentine, and to be honest, Rosie would love to spend the day with Nakura, and get to know a new friend.

After a few seconds of silence, in witch Rosie was more trying to think of what to reply with the young girl's face lit up, and she to, pushed herself to her feet. Brushing off her dress with two swipes of her hands before she too dipped down into a curtsey, one that was traditionally used by ballet dancers, a pointed toe extended out as she bowed forward, and back up, not taking her eyes of his.
"I would love to be your Valentine Nakura~"

Celestia seemed to think that whole exchange was adorable, since she looked very happy, and a lightly squee of a whinny rose from her.

"..." A kind smile "You're welcome."
When he admitted to only teasing, and thanked her for the rose, the blond felt a little more relived, the last thing she wanted to do was seem rude, or uncaring. Since she really did care, something that she could only confirm when he asked her the following question.
"I do think so, yes." she said, blinking once.
It was uncertain if she was even considering the people who stole her pokemon at the time with how confidently and unquestioningly she answered the question.
"No one wants to feel alone, and unloved, and no one should ever have to feel like that. I think that showing kindness to your fellow living being can go a long way."
She explained, tilting to look over at her pokemon, Tank, closing his eyes and his smile only slowly grew, while Celestia looked gently proud of her trainer's words.

"Char!" The Charmeleon return the trainer's smile ignoring the Buneary who seemed extremely ignorant and uncaring of what her trainer believed.

She turned back to Izaya, having complete confidence in what she said, even though they were words of someone very naive, and probably ignorant, she spoke like she truly believed those words, there was no hesitance.

She she lifted her posture from her bow, new brightness in her eyes as she kept her gaze on Nakura, seeming very excited about this turn of events.
She had a Valentine for Valentines day! How perfect was this day~
and whats more, he was a well dressed, handsome man, who clearly enjoyed music. He could have approached any of the beautiful women in the park.
But he wanted to talk to her~
Rosie was feeling pretty special right now.

Not that she wasn't already looking forward to giving her friends all some of her love in the little gifts she had been preparing all day. She already felt like the most lucky girl in the world with the friends she had.
Maybe Nakura would like to meet her friends to~

He spoke again, though her busy flustered and happy thought process, and she soon found the taller man extending his hand out to her.
She took a moment to look at it, noticing the ring he had on his long finger.

"I am~" she answered him, with a flattered giggle at the comment about Celestia and her own grace,
Illustrating this a little more by taking a graceful step forward and reaching out with one of her hand to accept the offender hand from Nakura.
"I was actually wondering the same of you." she started. "Oh, well, not necessarily ballet-" She corrected herself after a second. "But you are very sure on your feet, and I noticed you have excellent balance..." She trailed off there to let him continue, tilting her head softly.

Her posture did relax with another step forward so that their arms didn't have to be so stretched out.

Throughout past years, Guy had no real reason to celebrate the fabled and anticipated holiday known as Valentine's Day. He himself had no special person of interest to dote upon, and so, while he did give small gifts to Luke and Lady Natalia in the past as a token of friendship, he was oft willing to merely acknowledge the holiday and let it pass by on a whim of the wind. Because of this, Guy was somewhat surprised with himself when he decided to do differently this year. He wasn't entirely sure why, but it just seemed fitting to embrace the day of love this year when he was celebrating it in Kodo where he had made many great and caring friends. Perhaps the idea of discoveries and adventure had brought out the Romanticism lover in him.

While his attire on this day wasn't exactly out of the ordinary, it certainly differed greatly from his typical vestments. He wore a white button-up shirt with long sleeves and a plain, but appropriate, pair of faded denim jeans. On his feet were a pair of brown boots, and on his hands were a pair of white gentleman's gloves, a single pink ribbon tied around his right wrist. He wore his regular green collar-necklace, and a small pink flower rested in his shirt's breast pocket. All in all, he looked mostly casual with a hint of formality, which was his goal.

Guy's company was also dolled up for the occasion. His Lampent, Anonymes, floated happily at his master's side, his decorations being a pink ribbon tied into a bow on his body and a pink rose [that his master had so graciously bought him] which he held onto with pride. His Zoroark, Oki, walked alongside, only yielding to wear [yet another] pink ribbon, which was tied around his left forearm and worn as a sash. They were the only two Pokemon out and about at the moment, even though Guy had his two other Pokemon's Pokeballs with him. He assumed that they would join the festivities if they so desired. [Guy also didn't want Leucetius running around wreaking havoc willy-nilly, and he wasn't even sure what to do with Paleman.]

As the three walked through the park, Guy caught sight of a large crowd of Pokemon sitting and playing in the clearing. Curious, Guy was about to make his way over when he heard someone nearby making a small cry of despair. He paused and looked around and finally saw a young woman bundled up in dark layers of clothes holding an umbrella, looking somewhat distressed. Wondering what was the matter, Guy calmly walked up to her, simultaneously keeping a safe distance away. "Excuse me, miss," he asked politely, "is everything alright?"

Anonymes and Oki followed their master dutifully, and both were somewhat intrigued by this new person they had met. Anon was very excited about meeting someone new. He loved new people! It was always such an adventure to find out what they liked. And this lady seemed awfully curious, as well. Why was she wearing so many dark clothes? And why was she holding an umbrella? How interesting! Oki, on the other hand, regarded the human girl with passive disinterest. She didn't appear to be too strong, judging by her assumed frailty. She seemed of little real importance. Oki looked back towards the large crowd of Pokemon and saw that one of the humans over there appeared very familiar. Was that Miss Rosie...?

Rosie wasn't the only young girl in a cute dress out and about today, singing and dancing to songs. Or, rather, mostly dancing - Seraphine wasn't very good at singing, so she was content to just hum instead. It wasn't nearly as bad as her singing, but it did leave a lot to be desired. Her dancing and twirling, however, had a sort of practiced grace evident in someone with experience and formal training.

The wires to the white earbuds in her ears barely touched her shoulders before they looped up above her head, the mp3 player they were attached to held by a floating black Metang. A pink and black purse rested atop its perfectly flat head, and every time the girl said 'next' the psychic-type would carefully push the appropriate button with a silver claw. The creature was nothing if not utterly devoted to his mistress.

A dark Umbreon was in similarly good spirits as her mistress, and just as perfectly suited for the holiday. Instead of yellow rings, this particular dark-type had pink heart-shaped markings, and the brunette had tied a small, matching sheer scarf specifically made for pokemon to her favorite's neck. Even though it covered her bejeweled collar, Anastasia didn't seem to mind. She was actually quite pleased with her holiday accessory.

The only two that didn't seem as into theming were a large, dark Rapidash, bedecked in similarly dark accessories, and a small white and purple Zorua perched atop her back. Since he wasn't causing trouble, Luna allowed him to stay there for the time being. She still wasn't too sure about her new trainer, but Celestia had thought it was a good idea, and so she'd agreed. Still, she thought her elder sister had gotten the better deal...

Seraphine froze for a moment after arriving in the park. She didn't notice the red-head nor Guy nor the girl near him, but she did notice Rosie and the man near her friend. "Rosie!" The teen shouted, waving one arm to catch the blond's attention before hurrying closer. She didn't run, of course - that was too much effort. Not that she wasn't able to run in heels, of course. Mordecai and Anya followed her quickly, while Luna's ears perked forward and she made a beeline right for her sister, cantering towards the elder Rapidash with a whinny of greeting.

Opal

Melody had been watching her trainer and this Nakura man with a raised brow, seeming to not be completely certain... But then again Rosie was the closest thing go a mother she had, she felt a little... protective around people who got close to her.

She didn't interfere though, choosing to let Rosie interact with this strange without her butting in... this time at least.

A noise to the side of her, and a flutter of white wings startled Melody, and snapped the Charmeleon's head around, Wide gray eyes falling to rest on a White Pidgey that happened to flap by.
"Chaar?"

The appearance of a new pokemon or coarse drew someone else s attention.
The Buneary, laying close to the Charmeleon also sat up with a start, and turned around. large eyes blinking at the flying type before her face formed into a grumpy pout. "Bun!"

Anon and Guy

"PIKA PI!" a loud, happy voice called out, before a small yellow figure came flying out of no where and dropped right on top of Anon.
her face smiling brightly between heart shaped cheeks as arms hugged her ghosty friend. Not expecting to see him there, Rosie was going to be so happy to see Guy and his pokemon! Kiss Kiss sure was.

Seraphine and Luna

Rosie blinked once, her smile fading to a silent question as she glanced around for whoever had called her name.
"Huh?"
She saw Luna first, the beeautifuly colors dark Rapisash cantering up, and met half way by Rosie's own Celestia.
Seraphine wasn't far out of sight from Luna, the always fabulous dressed brunette with her beautiful team of pokemon.

Rosie perked up "Sera! Hi! Happy Valentines day." The blond greeted one of her closest friends happily.

Celestia was quick to trot over to her sister, bowing her head to give her younger sister a gentle nuzzle, her flames over her forehead catching with her sisters, blazing in brilliant light and color.