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“Are you sure about this?” Gilly swooped downwards in front of Trinity, who was flying quickly towards the Leavanny tailor shop. Upon almost crashing into Gilly herself, Trinity regained her bearings and hovered quickly in the air.

“It’ll be fine! And they’ll both be surprised by the presents we bring back - it’ll be great fun!” Grabbing Gilly’s wing once again, she dragged him to the tailor’s. The building was surprisingly imposing from their angle, the eyes of the building seemed to have taken on a devillish glow in a similar way to the Leavanny that lived inside, ever since he’d got hold of the cloth from Slasher’s stash he’d been acting oddly. The jovial fellow seemed off somehow, his cheerful demeanor replaced by some kind of selfish desire for the cloth, and paranoia for its safety.

“So, what’re ye getting for Elektra?” Gilly asked quizzically, eager to to decipher Trinity’s strange ways further.

“Hmm, I was thinking of getting her some kind of keepsake, something that would remind her of home, although that may be difficult...” Trinity sighed, flapping her way past some flustered customers, stammering out quick apologies to each of them.

“Sounds good!” Gilly replied. “I was thinking of getting Sea Foam a ‘lil toy, she’s been bored lately sitting in our old tree do’in nothing. Don’t want to let her down as a leader!” Gilly mumbled something under his breath before turning back to face Trinity. “Are ye looking for anything specific here mate? I can help you look around; kind’a stuffy in here with all these poke.” Trinity turned and examined the rows of clothing hung around the small room. There was an array of things varying from hats to bags; anything a Pokemon could wear in one way or another was strung about, hanging haphazardly from the many racks on the walls.

Trinity’s gaze finally fell on and an... unusual, collection of accessories that she had never noticed before. They were in the previously empty corner of the room, a darkened area lit only by the eerie blue light coming from some of the other accessories. With a few small flaps of her wings she made her way over to them. There was a collection of seemingly threatening items; each one seemed to give off an ill feeling that made Trinity want to shiver, she could have swore that she saw Gilly have a similar reaction, he looked around quickly as though he thought someone was watching him. “Aye, what have you found mate?” Gilly hoped over to met back up with trinity and he to started to examine the disorganized pile of accessories. “Kind’o creepy aren't they?” Gilly then proceeded to pick up strange bag from the pile, its resemblance uncanny to a Banette’s head, zip and all. At that moment Winston, the Whimsicott happened to walk by and noticed their browsing. “Please do take it if you want to, this new set of accessories is.... limited in amount.” In order to speak Gilly dropped the bag onto the floor. “Oh no sorry I was just looking.”

“What a shame, they’re a completely new collection, perfect for Pokemon with unusual taste in accessories.” He plucked what looked like a handcuff from the pile, the corroded metal had what looked like a broken chain hanging from it. “Does it take your fancy, hm?”

“Umm, I think I’ll pass... Bit too creepy for me.” Trinity shuddered upon taking another glance at the pile.

“I understand.” Winston said, “To be truthful I’m not a massive fan of this new collection myself, it creeps me out. I’m just trying to sell it all as quickly as possible in the hopes that Crys will come back to his senses.” Trinity giggled in response, and fluttered off to the other side of the store.
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Part 8 of ???

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Nothing but ghost and superstitions

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Featuring:

Winston

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Description
“Are you sure about this?” Gilly swooped downwards in front of Trinity, who was flying quickly towards the Leavanny tailor shop. Upon almost crashing into Gilly herself, Trinity regained her bearings and hovered quickly in the air.

“It’ll be fine! And they’ll both be surprised by the presents we bring back - it’ll be great fun!” Grabbing Gilly’s wing once again, she dragged him to the tailor’s. The building was surprisingly imposing from their angle, the eyes of the building seemed to have taken on a devillish glow in a similar way to the Leavanny that lived inside, ever since he’d got hold of the cloth from Slasher’s stash he’d been acting oddly. The jovial fellow seemed off somehow, his cheerful demeanor replaced by some kind of selfish desire for the cloth, and paranoia for its safety.

“So, what’re ye getting for Elektra?” Gilly asked quizzically, eager to to decipher Trinity’s strange ways further.

“Hmm, I was thinking of getting her some kind of keepsake, something that would remind her of home, although that may be difficult...” Trinity sighed, flapping her way past some flustered customers, stammering out quick apologies to each of them.

“Sounds good!” Gilly replied. “I was thinking of getting Sea Foam a ‘lil toy, she’s been bored lately sitting in our old tree do’in nothing. Don’t want to let her down as a leader!” Gilly mumbled something under his breath before turning back to face Trinity. “Are ye looking for anything specific here mate? I can help you look around; kind’a stuffy in here with all these poke.” Trinity turned and examined the rows of clothing hung around the small room. There was an array of things varying from hats to bags; anything a Pokemon could wear in one way or another was strung about, hanging haphazardly from the many racks on the walls.

Trinity’s gaze finally fell on and an... unusual, collection of accessories that she had never noticed before. They were in the previously empty corner of the room, a darkened area lit only by the eerie blue light coming from some of the other accessories. With a few small flaps of her wings she made her way over to them. There was a collection of seemingly threatening items; each one seemed to give off an ill feeling that made Trinity want to shiver, she could have swore that she saw Gilly have a similar reaction, he looked around quickly as though he thought someone was watching him. “Aye, what have you found mate?” Gilly hoped over to met back up with trinity and he to started to examine the disorganized pile of accessories. “Kind’o creepy aren't they?” Gilly then proceeded to pick up strange bag from the pile, its resemblance uncanny to a Banette’s head, zip and all. At that moment Winston, the Whimsicott happened to walk by and noticed their browsing. “Please do take it if you want to, this new set of accessories is.... limited in amount.” In order to speak Gilly dropped the bag onto the floor. “Oh no sorry I was just looking.”

“What a shame, they’re a completely new collection, perfect for Pokemon with unusual taste in accessories.” He plucked what looked like a handcuff from the pile, the corroded metal had what looked like a broken chain hanging from it. “Does it take your fancy, hm?”

“Umm, I think I’ll pass... Bit too creepy for me.” Trinity shuddered upon taking another glance at the pile.

“I understand.” Winston said, “To be truthful I’m not a massive fan of this new collection myself, it creeps me out. I’m just trying to sell it all as quickly as possible in the hopes that Crys will come back to his senses.” Trinity giggled in response, and fluttered off to the other side of the store.
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Part 8 of ???

Next-[link]
Last-[link]

Nothing but ghost and superstitions

The King's Gambit Application: [link] (c)
Team Hurricane Rush Application: [link] (c)

Featuring:

Winston

Artwork (c)
Writing (c)