latiosite: (dazzling gleam.)

[personal profile] latiosite 2018-11-19 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, Weavile picks on him, too, and poor Looker... he tries so hard to get Raikou's approval, but he simply wants nothing to do with him.

[ Raikou didn't dislike Looker, though. She could tell he was just playing hard to get and occasionally might do a little preening when he became aware that Looker was going to try to pamper him in exchange for a bit of affection. ]

I'm not sure she could move as quickly as he does between each location. Sometimes I think he can use Teleport.

[ Anabel shifts in how she walks from time-to-time or dips her head so Persian knows her company is as valued as ever. It's hard to take her eyes off him, though. Like this, all that weight that seems to be carried by him when she's not around seems lifted. The burden not just shared, but lighter and with a finish line in sight. No longer endless. ]

Hm. I'll have to wear my gloves a little less often.
latiosite: (assurance.)

[personal profile] latiosite 2018-11-19 10:37 pm (UTC)(link)
I hadn't known you were fluent in it enough to know that.

[ She suspects it's a bit of column A and B there because Raikou enjoys attention regardless and certainly appreciates any gifts, attention, and affection even if he turns his nose up at it. She always assumed he liked Nanu due to the respect he offered that wasn't combined with noise -- and there was permission. Nanu didn't act over-eager and let everything go at Raikou's pace. ]

Alakazam's certainly more fond of him than Raikou; he gave Looker one of his spoons, you know. [ A rare gesture of affection and trust from the Psychic type. Anabel thought it was sweet. ] Unfortunately, I think Looker is more of a Normal type like Snorlax...

[ She doesn't think the comparison is lost, even without the extra effort put into describing why. Jokes aside, she trusted the man with her life and he was perfectly capable... but it's hard to let the teasing go when you catch the guy shoving three malasada in his mouth all at once in an attempt to hide that he bought several instead of just one for each of them.

When she considers it, she really was fortunate to meet the men that she did when she woke up. Fate, maybe?
]

You noticed. [ She twists to look at him more directly, cheeks red both from the cold and realization. It shouldn't surprise her, though, knowing how he is. ] I meant...

[ Anabel shows more than speaks now, squeezing his hand ever-so slightly. It's a strange kind of warmth she'd never come to expect from the gesture, perhaps one that comes exclusively because it's him. The reality of it all... It's difficult to put into words how she feels about a moment like this. Silence might be better. ]