Arylett Charnoa
Barely existent.
- Pronoun
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Atticus gazed at Mourmedy. It was like he didn't even know her anymore... Always, she had proclaimed her disgust... her hatred at Pokemon trainers. And yet there she was, acting like one...
"Mourmedy... are you-"
"Atticus, Atticus, I know what you're thinking... Don't worry, don't worry... it'll all be fine." Though she wasn't sure of this herself, her calm and collected tone seemed to convince him.
She herself was concerned, but excited. It was so wrong... so wrong... But it felt fundamentally right. Mourmedy bit her lip, trying to process all of these bizarre emotions. There was so much going on... The Tyranitar had shielded her and the Aerodactyl... Was it guilt that she felt? Guilt for deceiving them? Guilt for their pain... How terrible it all looked. No... she needed to forget. She quickly assumed her cold expression.
"Both of you..." Mourmedy announced. "Crunch, if you... if you can..."
"Mourmedy... are you-"
"Atticus, Atticus, I know what you're thinking... Don't worry, don't worry... it'll all be fine." Though she wasn't sure of this herself, her calm and collected tone seemed to convince him.
She herself was concerned, but excited. It was so wrong... so wrong... But it felt fundamentally right. Mourmedy bit her lip, trying to process all of these bizarre emotions. There was so much going on... The Tyranitar had shielded her and the Aerodactyl... Was it guilt that she felt? Guilt for deceiving them? Guilt for their pain... How terrible it all looked. No... she needed to forget. She quickly assumed her cold expression.
"Both of you..." Mourmedy announced. "Crunch, if you... if you can..."