𝐋𝐲𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐫𝐞

-𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭, 𝐛𝐲 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝-

ㅤ ㅤㅤ ❝ They battle to earn a better future for themselves . Stealing is far from what they do . ❞ She lowered her arms and gaze , only to shake her head quite slowly . ㅤㅤ ❝ I can't let you close your eyes to the beauty that surrounds all of us . That's all ~ . ❞

ㅤ ㅤㅤ ❝ Really ? ❞ She looked around as well , at both sides , with an exaggerated exhibitionist pose . ㅤㅤ ❝ Do you not see all of these happy trainers ? How many of them do you think your inventions or donations have helped ~ ? Do they not count ? ❞

"Seeing it fly away.... Wild Fletchings get scared easily here in Lumiose... Sigh... Anyway, sorry about that pokeball..."

"... Mind moving a bit? I'm trying to catch the Fletching that's behi— nevermind...."

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ㅤ ㅤㅤ ❝ Again with this ? How could I not ? There are so many reasons to do it . ❞ ㅤ ㅤㅤ ❝ In fact , why don't you look around and choose one for yourself ? ❞

She needs to get out more again. Sitting still is always so dull.

. . . She's missing Gardevoir quite a lot . Perhaps she'll go and pick her up sooner than expected .

Silent as always . . . ㅤ ㅤㅤ ❝ Welcome back , my dear . ❞

“Lysandre . . . Oh . . . That’s not good.”

“I don’t know some well dressed woman with fire hair?”

“Never good, if I was good then I wouldn’t be part of Team Rocket.” He said with a slight grin. “Again . . . Who are you?”

“Huh?” The Grunt blinked. “I’m venting out my own frustrations, I don’t need other people entering in on this.” He said. “Who are you anyway?”

“Me and my big mouth! I really need to stop!”