CHAMPION GLORIA!
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I've grown a mouth so sharp and cruel, it's all I can give to you, my dear.
It's so easy...anyone can trampoline...jump up and you'll see, the whole wide world. . .!
[She starts to follow her rope back, making sure he's following her. She can't lose him. Not anytime soon.] Yeah. I think I'm ready to tell you what's goin' on.
Assumed… I died. Only two hours! Two! Agh, geez. I just couldn’t find service. [ Huff. Then he gentles, easy smile returning to his lips. ] Ta, anyways. Let’s get goin, hm? Bede’s watin’.
We thought this place was like a maze inside. And also it's been like 2 hours since you updated us, so we assumed you died.
…Lookin’ f’r me..? Why? [ Blink, blink. ] Ye really grabbed a rope?
People are LOOKING for you, you know! I had to tie a rope to myself and Bede's by the entrance holding the other end! >:I
AGH!!! OI, WHA— oh! Hey, Glory! [ Talk about a jump-scare. ]
[Her mom isn't home, but she slides off onto the couch, snuggling into the familiar sofa.] Mmgh.. okay. . .
[ Heart softening. His feet a steady rhythm on the path, he steps up to her house and just lets himself in. Don’t worry about it. ] Sleep. I’ll wake ye when there’s food t’ be had. [ It takes a bare moment to get her to the couch, slide her gently to the soft cushions. ]
. . . Soup sounds good. . . [She murmurs, trying SO hard to stay awake. Her entire body feels heavy, but of course, she feels normal to Victor carrying her home. . .]
We’ll get ye somethin’, hold on over. Ye feel like soup? Broth? Somethin’ else? [ And there’s the sweet view of home, of winding roads and sleepy houses. Time for someone to get some good rest, good food, and to recover. ]
(( i really like how her hair came out, but bugsy sibling oc again :] ))
Sorry, sorry, it's a bit hot. . . I'm Gloria! Galar's champion, two years running! :]
'Ello! [Wiping her forehead with a pint of ice cream from her cooler. . . It has been so goddamn hot lately, it makes sense she'd be trying to cool down. Galar's heat waves are legendary.]
THAT name sounds more familiar, yeah! But, I get that. Some people call me Glory, and that's-- something personal to me and my friends. Not really anyone else, ya know? [Opens up her bag very casually, pulls out an entire cooler of ice cream.] Yeah, I'd have to find a substitute for ++
Satoshi. . . Satoshi. . .not ringin' a bell for me, but I've never had a good memory. [She smiles a bit, though it has an apologetic feel to it.] With Galar champs, we're not really allowed to leave the region much. Granted, I went to Paldea a few weeks back, but, semantics. [Shrug.] Wyndon ++
[A soft smile. Her stomach rumbles against him.] Ugh. . .
Promise. [ It’s an easy one to make. ]
I'm sure Allister from Galar could also help, he's a little lad but he knows more about ghost Pokémon than anyone I've ever met! Gloria's my name, Champion of Galar for 2 years running! :]
Well, that's what Halloween was called before the commercialization of it, if I'm recalling correctly. [Rubbing her chin, humming in thought.] It does sound kinda like that, though.
. . . What if it happens again? I'm a danger to everyone. . .
[ Another hum. A soft pat to her leg. ] We’ll get ye t’ rights. Ye can rest, if ye need t’.
I'm from Unova, originally. That place is also GAGA for Halloween, but-- Galar goes fuckin' HARD into Samhain, mate! As champion, I judge the costume contests and even have a float in the parade. . .!
Very very bad, Vic. Very, very bad. [She'd murmur, the tiredness seeming to catch up with her. She's barely holding on to consciousness, breath light and shallow.]
[ Going quiet, grip tightening. ] …That bad? [ It won’t be long now, at least. ]
[Laying against his back.] Three days or so. I lost track after I almost became a fucking Dynamax power spot.
Nah, s’fine. [ Hefting her up onto his back, making sure she’s secure. Just another day. ] How long ha’e ye bin out here? [ And off they go. ]
Galarian Halloween gets insane. Parade with news coverage, more candy than you could imagine, costume contests, parties, tournaments, lots of artisanal goods...! Makes me kinda wish it was fall already!
[Defeated, she sighs, and allows for him to pick her up. Ough.] Bloody hell, this is embarrassin'...
Mmh. Y’know that won’t work. Come up. [ He’s not giving up on this. She’s getting carried. She looks fit to collapse! ]