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Pokemon: Storm

Thieves sounds like a fun idea!!
I'm down for whatever, but I like the mini crime-solving idea a lot, prettydrops :)

Posted, just a lot of filler, as usual with me lmao.

Pokemon: Storm

Margo felt bad about Cynthia making up a room just for her, but at the same time she had a phantom feeling that if her mother ever found out she slept under the same roof as a boy, she'd be in for it. It was a strange feeling, knowing that her mother would never find out, but nonetheless the dread fell over her and wouldn't stop nagging at her--new Margo was trying to get her way, but in the end Margo felt that the pokemon center would be the better option. She thanked Dan's family for having her over and made her way to the pokemon center; she liked Cerulean City, it was quite a beauty.

The next morning, Margo had gotten up earlier and went across a nearby bridge, finding herself wandering to the edge of the city and enjoying the sun coming up over the horizon. She had let all her pokemon out to enjoy the water and fresh sea air, each of them finding something to do while Margo let her mind wander.

Eventually, she pulled herself from her thoughts and checked her pokedex for the time, figuring it was probably safe to head back to Dan's house and see what everyone wanted to do today. She felt her anger for Indy slipping, as if it was losing traction the more she thought about it. Yes, she still wanted to show Indy a lesson for what he did to that poor Burmy, but she felt as if maybe he had learned something from Jack that day already. Perhaps she could cut him a little slack for the time being--maybe Cerulean was a neutral territory for them.

Margo knocked at the door of Dan's house--she had grown worried when it took Dan a bit to open the door, wondering if she had gotten the house wrong--and joined Dan for breakfast. She had left Crowne out of his pokeball from her walk back to the city, and was surprised that the Squirte was so docile in the house. It was as if he had manners around other trainers somehow. Indy had come down shortly after she got to the house. She sat at the breakfast table with Crowne in her lap, hugging the little turtle to herself as if he were her personal safety blanket; Crowne didn't mind the affection, and actually enjoyed it most of the time. Hearing Indy's suggestion, Margo couldn't help but make a slight face. The idea of looking at rocks all day seemed... boring. However, she supposed these two would know where to go and what to do in this region, and thus conceded to the idea of fossils.

"Yea... I suppose learning a little bit of history wouldn't hurt." Margo agreed aloud, glancing at Dan, awaiting his opinion on the idea.

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Thank you again everyone for being patient--and again, I'm sorry I hadn't left a post to explain my absence!

I went ahead and posted and we can continue along from here! What do you guys want to do for our side adventure in Kanto?

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Margo tilted her head out of curiosity at the mention of a Team Rocket. She didn't know much about them, being from Unova, but she wondered if they were similar to Team Plasma. She didn't know much about them either, but she did know that they weren't good people and her mother had always warned her to stay away from anyone who seemed like they might be aligned with them. Dan's father was a part of a team of bad men? He didn't seem bad... just... well, she wasn't sure what word she would use, but he didn't seem evil by any stretch of the imagination.

She was thankful the girls of the family jumped on the change of subject, nodding enthusiastically as Celia retrieved her prized pokemon. It was cute how excitable she was. Margo turned her attention to Dan as he handed her a plate of food, smiling thankfully and mouthing the words silently. The girl followed Indy's lead and nodded at the conversation around the table but didn't have much to add, opting to look at her plate and savoring her food.

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I’m sorry everyone! I had family over for the weekend and they just went home yesterday— I’ll be getting caught up on everything tonight.

I’m so sorry about that, I thought I had made a post (but I guess I had written it up in my head and hadn’t actually posted lmaoo)

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Margo watched everything around her like an outsider looking in, occasionally smiling and nodding in order to make herself appear more engaged than she was in the familiar conversations everyone was having. Her actions were exacerbated once Dan's dad made his appearance, her face falling in slow-motion once she heard what he said.

He couldn't possibly be serious, could he? She didn't know his mannerisms, but she felt as if any parent saying something like that to a total stranger would be completely uncalled for and grossly misinterpreted as a joke. She didn't even know what to say in response, just looking at Chris with the most tight-lipped hint of a smile that she could muster.

Her eyes flitted towards Dan for a moment, hoping he would understand that she wasn't judging him or anything to that effect from learning this new thing about her companion. Margo also hoped that Dan knew how his father was and this wasn't a new thing for him--how even more awkward would that be to be put into a family scuffle, especially when she was yearning for her own family being in this house?

Margo was thankful for Indy's big mouth, looking at him with eyes of a gracious peasant before an offering of food. "My first pokemon happens to be a Squirtle, I'm sure he would feel right at home in this beautiful waterside city." The artist piped up, wishing to move the conversation along as well, even if it meant she might have to take rowdy little Crowne out of his ball.

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Margo nearly jumped to the rescue, wishing to hug Cynthia and tell her it was nothing, not to worry about the gift. She felt bad for making her cry, but she was touched that Cynthia had really enjoyed her gift. She smiled at Dan and Indy as she presented them with gifts as well--it was a gift fest apparently and Margo was happy to see Dan and Indy's responses to Cynthia's kindness. "Thank you very much, ma'am." Margo repeated her thanks to the woman, hoping that she understood she really appreciated the gesture.

She stole a quick glance over at Indy, wondering when they would meet this breeder. Perhaps they had different practices in Kanto compared to her own family; it'd be an interesting meeting if she would be able to tag along. Her eyes moved over to Dan, wondering when they would meet his new pokemon as well. So many new surprises and gifts in this loving home.

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Margo tried to hide her face as Dan drove his mother out to meet her--she bought her a present? She was appalled to think that his mother had gone out of her way to give her a present, her heart filling to bursting point at the thought of her spending money on this stranger.

She immediately bounced up from her seat and put on the biggest smile she could muster, the nervousness of showing her painting to his mother gone and now replaced with a feeling reminiscent to pride. She thrust her painting before her and hoped to Arceus that his mother found it at least a little pleasing to the eye.

"Hello, I'm very happy to meet you as well, ma'am. You really didn't have to spend money on getting a gift for me though, really, I appreciate the thought and I thank you... I made you this on the way here as a present for you. I really hope you like it, I think it really captured the beauty of the ocean right outside your city here. I've never been to Kanto, you see, so this is a very exciting trip for me--not only to meet my friend's mother, but also to see a new region for a couple days." Margo could feel herself rambling, her mouth moving on its own without her really having enough control to stop it for a few moments. Finally, she was able to shut herself up and present the painting to his mother.

She found herself really hoping she would like it--she wasn't sure what to do with the gift that his mother gave her. Could she return a gift card and give back the money discreetly? Or was that bad manners? Margo felt an inner conflict coming upon her.

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Margo kept her pursed lip smile on her face at Celia's puppy dog eyes. "Really, that's quite alright, I'm sure Dan would rather not sleep on the couch anyways." She reassured Celia, glancing towards Dan's relief at her excuse to sleep in the pokemon center. She was surprised to hear that they had set up a room for her however--her parents would never let boys sleep in the house, especially if they were strangers! 'C'est la vie,' Margo thought with an internal shrug of her shoulders, watching Dan hop up to help his mother at the ring of a bell. She must be really sick.

The day was filled with surprises, it seemed, as Indy actually spoke to her. She had thought she had him completely iced out, but it seemed he did still have some courage to give her a sentence or two. A quick and curt nod was all he received before he went to follow Dan. He had mentioned an introduction and Margo gave an expression that said something along the lines of, 'Do you think I'm an idiot?'

She wasn't sure to follow the group or not, but she decided to stay put on the couch, fidgeting her legs while she decided how to give Dan's mother her present. She assumed the two boys would go first and then she could just tag herself onto their presents and show her painting. Margo hoped that Dan's mother would be well enough to see the three children and not be in pain during their encounter; she hated to think that they were putting her in a position of being an unwilling hostess.

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Margo suddenly felt an overwhelmingly embarrassing amount of shyness wash over herself as this 11-year old greeted them. She had been expecting Dan's mother--of course, that was stupid when she realized she was a sick woman after all--and wanting to get over the shock of her introduction first, but instead it would be postponed for a bit longer. She would have to work up her excitement all over again, along with pushing away her anxiousness about the meeting as well. She half hid her painting behind her legs as she shook Celia's hand lightly, smiling down at her. "I'm Margaret, but my friends call me Margo. I'm very happy to meet you, as well."

Margo followed everyone inside, taking a seat on the nearest thing she could find, which was a nice couch that had been loved over the years by the look of it. She placed her painting on the floor by her feet, the top of the painting resting against her leg to stay propped up. She watched Indy place his own present on the windowsill, the flowers beautiful in the light. She felt a blossom of anger sprout through her chest but she ignored it--how could Indy be so thoughtful towards a person but not a pokemon? This wasn't the time though, Margo reassured herself, prickling suddenly at Indy's next question. She had already been planning on telling them she was going to the center for her own slumber. After all, how could she expect Dan's poor sick mother to take care of some strange girl, on top of three other kids?

"I was actually going to sleep at the pokemon center while we're here, I was planning on doing some training and maybe catching some new pokemon!" Margo paused, putting on a small smile. "I have to call my parents tonight and give them an update on my journey anyways." It was a little white lie, but Margo could already feel it ballooning into a lie she'd have to keep addressing, making her throat start to close up at the thought.