「 #𝟶𝟿𝟺 - ɢɪᴊɪɴᴋᴀ ɢᴇɴɢᴀʀ 」 ⠀ ᴛʜᴇ sʜᴀᴅᴏᴡ ᴘᴏᴋᴇ́ᴍᴏɴ ❍ (ɴ)sғᴡ ❍ ᴅᴏᴍɪɴᴀɴᴛ ❍ ᴅᴀʀᴋ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇs 𝑊ℎ𝑜 𝑠𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑠ℎ𝑎𝑑𝑜𝑤 𝑐𝑎𝑛'𝑡 ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑚 𝑦𝑜𝑢?

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ȶɦɛ ʄɛǟʀ քօʊʀɛɖ ɨռȶօ ǟռ ǟռƈɨɛռȶ ʀɨȶʊǟʟ ʋɛֆֆɛʟ ɦǟֆ ƈʟǟɖ ɨȶֆɛʟʄ ɨռ ʀօƈӄֆ ǟռɖ ɖɨʀȶ ȶօ ɮɛƈօʍɛ ǟ քօӄéʍօռ.

she forced me to post it

She senses a menacing presence...

"X...?" The explosion in the distance made the grunt flinch in reflex, eyes locking onto the form of X. "What did you just do-?"

Oh... That voice. She knows that voice. The Champion... "Um..." She'd slowly turn to face Cynthia, body tensing. Back straightening. "W-Well... If it isn't the Champion..."

There was a part of that was... Angry. But then she minded herself that she was in Team Galactic! Why would she care? "Ha! Serves them right."

// God I miss circles

// bare with me, it's been like a decade since I played DPP.

X leaning against her went ignored, until she started poking her cheek. Hand raised, swatting X's hand away. Eyes narrowing at the stranger. "Hmpf... Flattery doesn't work on me, X."

"It's obviously not my natural hair color, by the way."

"Who even are you?"

Her expression became firm, eyebrows furrowing as Cynthia only continued to try and fluster her. A scoff soon following. "Stop that..."

Stretching her back.

The sudden voice made the Grunt jolt in shock, quickly turning to face the source of the voice. "What? No."

Eyes narrowed, cautiously watching the Gadevoir. "Sorry to disappoint, I guess."

"I miss the commanders. Life was less... Uncertain when they were around."