[ Gengar senses his hope, meaningless to her next to his so refreshing taste of fury (not her particular brand of negativity, but it's certainly a funny emotion), and receiving a rather unasked for plfffftttt of what she keeps to at least the tip of a tongue in the gaps of her teeth than rolling out the entire thing. That wouldn't be very nice.
But the soft chime of a bell as much announces Komaeda's arrival as it does his and Gengar's approach to those who wait, Red upon the shell of a large aquatic blue creature, a whisper of a sing-song tune leaving her mouth as her trainer jumps off. She's got an eye on Komaeda, but more importantly on Gengar when, with her job done, the ghost-type lets Komaeda back onto his feet without warning or preparation, tipping his body so that his feet just find the ground and he can deal with his newfound balance all by himself.
Hey, she could have just plopped him straight onto the ground. And she would have, if she didn't know Red would dislike it.
Lapras's look is more unamused than Red's is, the gengar sinking in the ground and then re-emerging right at her side and grinning her usual grin at her, faint whispers of smoke rolling up off her body and then fading away. Whereas a sense of despair could be felt in the air before, here, strangely enough, like in a bubble unseen surrounding them it's a calmer story, everything far more at ease than it should be. There's a faint glimmer that comes off from Lapras's body, a soft light sparkling in the air after. Even without Komaeda finding his own inner peace, here, this pokémon provides it.
Red walks towards Komaeda with an apologetic expression, clueless as to how he would have taken to that short time with a pokémon like Gengar. ]
Were you okay with her? She can be strange, but she's a good pokémon.
[ Komaeda might just catch Gengar looking overly pleased at that, and Lapras turning her head as she rolls her eyes. ]
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But the soft chime of a bell as much announces Komaeda's arrival as it does his and Gengar's approach to those who wait, Red upon the shell of a large aquatic blue creature, a whisper of a sing-song tune leaving her mouth as her trainer jumps off. She's got an eye on Komaeda, but more importantly on Gengar when, with her job done, the ghost-type lets Komaeda back onto his feet without warning or preparation, tipping his body so that his feet just find the ground and he can deal with his newfound balance all by himself.
Hey, she could have just plopped him straight onto the ground. And she would have, if she didn't know Red would dislike it.
Lapras's look is more unamused than Red's is, the gengar sinking in the ground and then re-emerging right at her side and grinning her usual grin at her, faint whispers of smoke rolling up off her body and then fading away. Whereas a sense of despair could be felt in the air before, here, strangely enough, like in a bubble unseen surrounding them it's a calmer story, everything far more at ease than it should be. There's a faint glimmer that comes off from Lapras's body, a soft light sparkling in the air after. Even without Komaeda finding his own inner peace, here, this pokémon provides it.
Red walks towards Komaeda with an apologetic expression, clueless as to how he would have taken to that short time with a pokémon like Gengar. ]
Were you okay with her? She can be strange, but she's a good pokémon.
[ Komaeda might just catch Gengar looking overly pleased at that, and Lapras turning her head as she rolls her eyes. ]