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Date: 2017-06-29 02:33 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] futureprofessor
...Lance?

[Sweet, sweet Lance, who is always so nice to her. Lance, the defender of the universe - that's kinda like a knight, right? A knight in blue armor-- Bianca quickly looks away, not wanting her thoughts to be pushed by Elios again.

Not wanting him to see her like this.]


No-nothing happened, i-it's fine. [She says as she takes off her glasses and starts rubbing her eyes, as if that could cover her red eyes, her sad expression, her broken voice and the still raining cloud.] Ca-can I help you? Did Hunk send you for berries?

[She's gotta fight this urge to ask him for a hug. It's not right. Elios already ruined things, she won't let it happened again.]

Date: 2017-06-29 06:44 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] futureprofessor
[She shakes her head with more energy than necessary, sending drops all over the place.]

I told you, i-it's fine! I just need to go home and rest and then I-- I--

[She's too tired to fight, too heartbroken. Elio's spell is strong, especially when Lance touches her shoulder. She wants this kind of comfort, needs it like burning. Her hand suddenly reaches to grab his jacket, slightly clinging but strongly crying.]

...I kne-new he wouldn't li-like me back, I knew it, but-- but did he, did he have to be so mean?

Date: 2017-07-03 05:22 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] futureprofessor
[And she's really thankful for it, both hands clinging to his jacket now and her forehead resting on his chest. She wants to answer that question, but the name gets stuck in her throat. It may mean nothing to Lance, but that name means something in her world. It's big, it's a legend, and she can't bring herself to say it.

She shakes her head.]
I ju-just wanna go home...

Date: 2017-07-05 03:06 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] futureprofessor
[She can't deny the hand rubbing feels nice. It helps the crying calm down a bit, though her shoulders are still shaking a little. His words though... Bianca pulls back, quickly shaking her head. She didn't mean it like that!]

I-I mean... I want to m-my house. To my f-farm. [Suddenly she looks down, feeling guilty.] Th-though it's true I think about going back t-to my world some times b-but, you're right. Most of the time, i-it's not so bad here. [A sob.] I have friends.

Date: 2017-07-11 06:51 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] futureprofessor
I-It's ok. You're right. That's what "home" usually, like, means.

[There's a pause while she considers everything she's been learning about bonding and relationships, and in the ends, she nods, still shy.]

I'd like that. Thank you, Lance.

Date: 2017-07-19 04:15 am (UTC)
From: [personal profile] futureprofessor
[She can't help the slight jump when he suddenly takes her hand. She shouldn't accept that probably, but she isn't thinking clearly. Elios makes her want to cling to that hand forever. Thankfully the farm is just super close, Lance found her on her way to the farm after all. She keeps silent during those steps, and finally lets go when they reach her house.]

Make yourself comfortable. I just need a minute to like-- wash my face and-- [Yeah, brb, running to the bathroom to wash away her shame.] I'll be right back! There are pastries and snacks in the kitchen, just grab whatever and I'll make tea!

Date: 2017-07-24 11:56 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] futureprofessor
[Lance will hear some noises - her washing her face, then going into to the room to change into more comfortable clothes. But also, animal noises. She's letting her team out of their Pokéballs.

When she returns, she's wearing fluffy slippers and Samurott is following her closely, obviously worried about his Trainer.]


Aww, you did everything already. Thank you, Lance, this is sweet of you. I didn't mean to make you spend your day taking care of, like, my mood.

Date: 2017-07-29 01:33 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] futureprofessor
[Usually she would be all blushy as his compliment, or ready to gush over cute accessories like her slippers. But not now - she has something else in her mind.]

Can I ask you something? You don't have to answer if you don't wanna but-- [She takes a seat next to him on the table, Samurott quickly moving to rest his head on her lap.] D-do you really think I'm pretty?

Date: 2017-08-01 10:06 pm (UTC)
From: [personal profile] futureprofessor
[She just needed a yes or no, so what he says goes way beyond her expectations. She puts her arms around herself, her body bending forward a bit as the tears come out again. But at least there's a ghost of a smile on her lips.]

...th-thank you, Lance. R-really, that means... so much...

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