Kennedia Vein & Skeletal Star
Wavering Alloy & Grave Revelations.
She stalked him.
Quiet professionally, one might add, her long tail twitching as she followed the tall, elegant Kirlia closely. Or distantly, Ciela wasn’t sure how good her own depth perception was.
Truthfully she was certain that Samehk knew she was following him - or at least, he would know by now, considering that she was staring at him so intently. That, and every now and then his short ears flicked.‘I gotta’ make sure Tea-bag is okay!’
Ciela thought to herself, her tail bristling a little, ‘so I gotta’ follow Sam!’
Upon reaching a building with a bookstore in the bottom and all the windows on the second floor being blocked off, Samehk turned around.
His voice made the Braixen flinch, as if she had been guilty of being caught. Gripping the fur tufts that swept upward into a skirt, she shuffled out from behind a stall, the owner chuckling at her. She scuffed her feet at the ground, cheeks puffed out, looking off to the side.
“I-I was doin’ a pretty good job…” she muttered, and Samehk seemed to sigh. The Braixen let off a soft yelp as she was raised with Psychic energy and soon found herself being held in one of Samehk’s arms. She pressed her paws against his shoulder, blushing.
“H-Hi Sam!” she squeaked, and he shook his head a little.
“Hello, Ciela,” he mused, then turned and began to walk on his way to the back of the large building. Cieal’s ears perked up, and her hat fell off her head - the Kirlia, still holding onto her swung up on one leg. She let off a loud yelp, her braids brushing the ground as her hat landed on Samehk’s extended leg.
Swinging back into a standing position, Samehk expertly folded his his right leg up toward his chest. Ciela’s hat precariously rested on the tip of the Kirlia’s foot, and using her Hidden Power Ciela used a small gust of wind to bring the hat back to herself. She stuck it on Samehk’s head, though his horns made the task rather difficult.
“Um!” she stuck out her tongue in concentration, finally managing to stick her hat between his horns, “there!”
A chuckle left the Kirlia and he proceeded on his way as Ciela went back to observing the area. From the looks of things, Teagan lived in an area where there were nothing but tall, wide homes. Behind the bookstore was nothing, and the back of the building faced a copse of trees. Squinting, Ciela thought she could see a small pool of shimmering water.
“Sam! Sam!” she excitedly barked, and the Kirlia shifted his gaze to her.
“What is it?”
“Are you and T-Tea-bag gonna’ make a pretty garden?! I betcha it would be super duper p-pretty!!” she exclaimed excitedly, the end of her tail swishing back and forth as the heavier top half shook.
Samehk’s expression turned blank, though his brows narrowed inward and his lips were pinched in a sort-of frown, sort-of speaking posture.
He then looked at Ciela, his bright cherry red eye glimmering, “I never thought of that. This back area belongs to the bookstore, however, I will certainly mention the fact to him. As it stands, the bookstore is practically bankrupt.”
As he headed up the long stairway at the back of the property, Ciela titled her head confusedly to the side, “b-bankrupt?”
“... to put it simply, it means they are very low on money and can no longer afford to rent the lowermost part of this building. I believe they’re having a sale to assist the owner and her workers in finding a new place to live,” he explained, glancing at Ciela to ensure she understood.
Though she didn’t really, she nodded her head, her ears swept back, ‘Pokemon can run out of money?’
It was a difficult concept for her to wrap her young mind around, seeing as any and all of her expenses were paid for by either her parents, Orianna, Lucian, or Alistair. She wondered if at some point in her life she might be in a similar predicament to the bookstore owner, then shook her head a little, ‘mommy and daddy wouldn’t let that happen!... right?’
She had little more time to think on the subject as Samehk had reached the door at the top of the steps. The moment he pushed the door open she wiggled right out of his arm, her brown eyes already spotting Teagan sitting on one of the cots. She raced over to him with quite the speed and jumped up into his side.
“TEA-BAG!!” she cried, easily knocking the Bisharp over. He let out a grunt, his head luckily hitting the pillow instead of the wall.
“C-Ciela?” he questioned, attempting to push himself up on his arms with Ciela tightly hugging his chest, her small paws scrabbling at his back, “what are you doing here?”
She pressed her face against his chest, trying not to remember how he looked when he fell down. This caused the Bisharp no small amount of concern and he gingerly touched Ciela’s head.
“Sweets?” he tried, his voice reflecting the concern, “is everything alright?”
“.... I just… just wanted t-t-t-.... t-t-t…” her lips quivered as she tried to speak, and she resorted to sniffling. Teagan seemed to be at a loss of what to do and he wrapped his arms around her, albeit hesitantly.
“Just wanted to…?” he prompted, and finally after a few more minutes of sniffling, Ciela was able to speak;
“I just wanted t-to make sure you were o-okay…”
Teagan was silent, and still, until he pulled Ciela closer to his person.
“I’m alright, Ciela. Astra stopped by to make sure I was okay,” he chuckled softly and she looked up at him, her ears perked upright, “as per your request.”
The small Braixen shook with happiness. Astra had listened to her!! It made her feel quite warm inside to know that, despite Astra’s apparent dislike of Teagan, she’d come to check on him anyway.
“Oh!! That’s good!! Good that W-Wobbles came to check!”
Teagan cocked a brow at Ciela, “Wobbles?”
“Yeah!! Astra!” Ciela yipped, her tail continuing to wag. Teagan chuckled, shaking his head in amusement.
“Oh! W-where’s your coat?” Ciela asked, her ears flicking back. Before Teagan could give her an answer, a pretty voice called;
“I just finished t-touching it u-up.”
Ciela turned around, looking up at the Cacturne. The young girl thought that the older woman looked very pretty, with her rose tattoo coiling up her body and along her right arm. She held Teagan’s white coat in her arms.
“Ah -- thanks, Acacia,” the Bisharp murmured as the Grass ‘mon drew closer. She smiled gently, handing Teagan the cleaned coat.
Ciela promptly grabbed it, startling both Acacia and Teagan. She pulled the coat every which way, her brown eyes darting over it, seeking any splotches of red.‘Any red…? Any red at all?’
she beamed happily and threw the coat up in the air, “NO RED SPOTS!!”
Her exclamation startled laughter out of the ‘mons in the apartment, save for Samehk who remained painfully neutral about the situation, though there was a sparkle of amusement in his visible eye.
“Ciela,” he spoke, pulling her hat off his head and placing it back on hers once he had strode over to the bed, “I do believe it’s best I get you back home. Your sister might be looking for you.”
Ciela pouted and grasped her hat in her hands, pulling it down over her face. She let off a small humming noise in complaint, then got up on her knees and outstretched her arms toward Samehk.
The smallest smile touched his lips and he picked up the small girl. She was granted to give Teagan one last hug in good-bye, and then she felt a startling cold overtake her.
Her fur was all bristled when Samehk appeared next to Orianna in the Telluriums living space.
“Ciela!” the Smeargle exclaimed once she’d gotten over her shock, “I’ve been looking everywhere for you!!”
“She just wanted to make sure my brother was alright,” Samehk explained as he handed Ciela over to her sister. Ciela noticed that Orianna’s eyes had almost dulled, her expression shifting from one of mild exasperation to one of worry.
“Don’t worry Ori!” Ciela piped up, attracting her sister’s attention, “Tea-bag is okay!! Astra went to see him too!”
“Oh ah-- th-that’s good!” Orianna said, laughing softly before looking up at Samehk, “thanks for bringing her back, Samehk.”
“My pleasure,” he replied, then he disappeared in a flicker of purple-red light.
Ciela gazed up at her sister - who was blushing - and was about to speak when Orianna turned a blazing goldenrod gaze to her.
“Aside from wanting to check on Teagan you took off because I have to clean out your ears didn’t you!?”
With a yelp, Ciela ducked under her sister’s legs and darted into the Boozehounds bar, “NO!! NO CLEANING MY EARS I DON’T LIKE IT!”
“CIELA GET BACK HERE!” Orianna cried, chasing after her little sister. Luckily the bar was mostly empty, though the few patrons there laughed at Ciela’s antics to escape her sister. It wasn’t until Orianna desperately requested Alistair’s help - or Licorice, as he was called often in the bar - and the Hawlucha vaulted the bar with ease. Within moments, Ciela was in his arms, complaining and whining and throwing a fit.‘It always hurts when Ori cleans out my ears!’
she barked incessantly at her sister, and, chuckling, Alistair carried her back into the living space of the bar.