A; [really, it was obvious from the get-go that colress would be interested in the Academics guild out of all others. shooting magic from his fingertips seemed fun and all (raw power only contained by pokémon...!!), but if he heard right he'd be able to do those things at a later point in time. right now, what he needed was resources. what is the history of the land, what are the creatures like, what should he expect?
and what better place to find such information than in a scholar's library?
which is precisely why he's settled in a seemingly empty dorm, tucked away in a corner reading over the scrolls and texts with a delicate touch. set aside is also some electronic trinkets he had hidden in his coat pocket, none of them working.
maybe he's trying to figure out what the hell happened to them for them to stop working.]
B; [was that a yawn?
that was a yawn. colress normally wasn't the one for hard labor, but missions meant money and rank ups (apparently), and he isn't exactly fond of sharing a room. so, sucking it up, he proceeds to take his first mission which is... not exactly as he assumed it'd be. people of his status are meant to stay up until the wee hours of the night, but that's usually to read books, not to guard a garden.
seriously, did he really give up precious sleep over looking over a few plants for payment?
he's tired, as is evident from the way he's leaning against the rotting wooden fence-- he wants sleep, he wants fresh linens to rest in. it's cold and dark and buggy and let's not mention how cranky he's feeling. to pass the time, he finally decides to turn to his partner, the other unfortunate soul who was stuck with him on this mission.]
A horrendously basic "first mission", wouldn't you agree?
[it is said with all the distaste he could muster.]
Colress | Pokémon BW2
[really, it was obvious from the get-go that colress would be interested in the Academics guild out of all others. shooting magic from his fingertips seemed fun and all (raw power only contained by pokémon...!!), but if he heard right he'd be able to do those things at a later point in time. right now, what he needed was resources. what is the history of the land, what are the creatures like, what should he expect?
and what better place to find such information than in a scholar's library?
which is precisely why he's settled in a seemingly empty dorm, tucked away in a corner reading over the scrolls and texts with a delicate touch. set aside is also some electronic trinkets he had hidden in his coat pocket, none of them working.
maybe he's trying to figure out what the hell happened to them for them to stop working.]
B;
[was that a yawn?
that was a yawn. colress normally wasn't the one for hard labor, but missions meant money and rank ups (apparently), and he isn't exactly fond of sharing a room. so, sucking it up, he proceeds to take his first mission which is... not exactly as he assumed it'd be. people of his status are meant to stay up until the wee hours of the night, but that's usually to read books, not to guard a garden.
seriously, did he really give up precious sleep over looking over a few plants for payment?
he's tired, as is evident from the way he's leaning against the rotting wooden fence-- he wants sleep, he wants fresh linens to rest in. it's cold and dark and buggy and let's not mention how cranky he's feeling. to pass the time, he finally decides to turn to his partner, the other unfortunate soul who was stuck with him on this mission.]
A horrendously basic "first mission", wouldn't you agree?
[it is said with all the distaste he could muster.]