[Squint. It finally sunk in that Musa had evolved. ... She's not sure if she's ready for the potential four-armed hugs in her future.]

All this talk of honor is, frankly, too damn boring. Someone wake me up when something worth talking about becomes a topic of conversation.

[Tsk, tsk. What a couple of edgelords. Cutlass will continue to keep out of it for now. Though she still felt a little tempted to take everything into her own hands. She'd been through things that intimidated her more than a duo of angry fools.]

... I still need to get my own damn place.

//I'm still surprised people are following this account despite me not having the spark to do Twitter RP anymore. Weird.

[Blink blink. Things sure have changed since she'd been absent, huh? So many new faces... ... But that didn't seem to matter to her at the moment. It was time to get back to her (rather needless) surveying. Somemon has to keep watch... right?]

[True to her word, Cutlass had spent the better part of the day trudging through waist deep snow to get to Lake Acuity after having another nightmare. The Bisharp took her stance and a deep breath before letting loose a piercing scream that eventually turned into sobs.]

The next time I see that damn Greninja, I'm gonna give him a piece of my mind.

[The Bisharp would like to spend the day doing something other than train or patrol. Too bad nothing comes to mind. She spent a few more minutes thinking before heading out for her usual training spot. Continuing to waste time on the subject wouldn't have been bright.]

[Surprisingly, the Bisharp is a fan of affection when it's shown in smaller doses that can become larger as time passes. She still wasn't quite sure what to do with this information she's incredibly aware of.]

... Maybe it's time to consider moving. This part of Sinnoh hasn't offered me anything of interest in years.

[It's official. The Bisharp has ditched the snowy hell route and was looking fir greener pastures. Granted, almost anything would be an improvement over a constant barrage of blizzards.]

... Finding a new home is difficult. What bullshit.

[It'd been so long since Cutlass has been somewhere with weather outside of snowfall that even some of the milder days are unbearable. Dear Arceus it's too hot for all this patrolling. But she does it anyway. Old habits die hard.]