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 Posted: Wed Apr 15, 2015 4:11 pm
A welcoming room, though obviously home to an eccentric collector. There are small tables throughout the room that have various collections displayed on them from skipping stones, to feathers of various shades and sizes, to assortments of objects that seemed rather random but have some sort of significant connection to their Espeon accumulator. The walls have a few frames on them with pressed flowers in them that draw the eye because of their peculiarity, since not all of them seem suited to the largeness of their mounts. There are a few places for sitting of course, and a general ease of atmosphere about the place. The beds aren't readily in view since it would detract from the ambiance of the main room, but they can be found in an adjacent room which was added once Cassiel joined the Team due to his large size. Overall, the room is quite tidy and well kept (since Erinn doesn't have much else to do with his days spent at home) and most everything is rather low to the floor so that the Paras can access it all with relative ease, and any visiting Pokemon of his size would also be able to admire Silver's collections. A large pool has been added in a second side room where Cassiel can often be found, but Silver's touches can be seen here as well, as the water is lined with interesting and peculiar rocks that the Espeon had his Lapras Teammate bring in to "maintain the ambiance".
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Posted: Wed Apr 15, 2015 4:15 pm
The sleek blue-gray Espeon stepped into the team room with a flourish, his expression one of utmost delight. Having located his partner during the guild's social event he had taken great pains to make the place as homely as possible and always felt comfort in stepping through the threshold into the room during his daily routines.
"Erinn! You won't believe what I've got!"
Silver was renown for his unending whimsy and he had a tendency to collect nonsensical things with which to 'decorate'. Atop one table was a set of smooth stones of no real interest, hanging on the wall in its own little frame was a tiny pressed flower, it were these sorts of mundane but unique items the Espeon found the most intriguing.
The item he carried with him now, however, was far from the norm. Folded into a neat little Psychic of Psychic energy, he toted with him an oval and pristine egg with no real defining markings or features.
"We get to be parents! I call dibs on being the father..." Unloading the egg onto the floor he began to pull pillows off of couches and beds to make a lopsided nest of them surrounding the tiny sphere.
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Dark_Hunter-Angelic_Tears Crew
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Posted: Wed Apr 15, 2015 8:42 pm
Erinn The Paras was relaxing on his own when his partner walked in, as he often did when Silver went off on his expeditions. In this case, that meant he was toying with the idea of wandering off into the Guild somewhere to introduce himself to some of the other recruits, and just like the times before he was beginning to lead towards just staying home instead. He felt a pang of guilt at calling this place home, but it was true--this was his home now, here with Silver, so it was better to call it what it was instead of avoiding the issue. Erinn glanced up with idle curiosity when the Psychic called for his attention, wondering what sort of trinket his partner had picked up this time, and proceeded to do a double take at the sight of the egg that floated gently behind him. "Th-Th-Th-That's--!"
Eyes bulging out of his head, the bug stared at the unborn creature that Silver was making a nest for, wondering how on earth he'd gotten his paws on it. The Paras felt a sudden wave of deja vu wash over him as he recalled the many eggs he'd taken care of for his former Team in the past, but the thought was quickly replaced when his partner's words sunk in. "Wait, what?" the Paras said incredulously, "You call 'dibs'? But we can both be fathers, it's not that uncommon." Most often the children would latch on to whoever took care of them as their parental figure, but Erinn had never really been self-assured enough for the younger members of Team MistMelody to view him in that light; if he was actually going to try to be a parent, he wanted to do it the right way. The Paras didn't even think of bothering to contest whether they'd be keeping the egg: it was clear that Silver's mind was made up, and Erinn was quickly beginning to learn how futile it was to try and fight his whimsical decisions.
((A Brief Summary of the ending of this RP, until I can edit it in/it can be finished after I've worked out the specifics with Shawn later.
Silver: "No they can't silly, that'd be weird."
Erinn: "But--"
Silver: "Nope, you're going to be the Mom. It'll be great~"
Erinn: -sigh-))
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