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[heartofdragons]

(Cilan)

[Cilan, there will be a small gift wrapped in leaves and tied with a pink ribbon slipped under your door! It should be pretty easy to guess who that's from. It'll come with a little note written on the inside of one of the leaves too:

I got you this Because you kept going on about Gear Station! I guess you like gears.

The gift is jewelry made from an assortment of old gears purchased from Raven.

By the way Chili thinks Flirting with girls on his journal and challenging other Trainers and eating Donuts are more important than finding a place to stay.]

(Open to anyone else living there!)

[Meanwhile, an overly curious Axew is exploring any open rooms while Iris is away. Which unfortunate soul left their door open for their things to get tampered with by a baby dragon with the mentality of a five year old?]

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[cilantro]

[...Wow, it's a shame she didn't give him this in person, because Cilan's actually a little speechless for a second when he notices the leaves in his bedroom doorway. (And as Iris likely knows, that doesn't happen very often!) Still, he's touched by it, though the mention of Gear Station certainly carries a taste of nostalgia with it. (To think that it's been quite a while now since the Subway Bosses that were here previously left back in March or so...)

But then the note about Chili derails that train of thought soon enough. Sigh. If Chili had checked his journal more often, he might have noticed that Cilan has left several messages telling him that they should talk about living arrangements. Then again, it's entirely possible that either A. Chili hasn't figured out how to access private messages yet, or B. he's being stubborn about it for some reason. Nonetheless, they should definitely have A Talk at some point soon and Cilan will likely go look for him again--but first, he wants to try to find Iris. So he first stops by the room that's been assigned to Iris here at House 11. (...A room that he hopes she's been actually using instead of sleeping outside in winter gear now that it's getting colder. ^^;;)]

Iris? [knock knock] Are you here?

[If she's away, he'll either go look elsewhere or try calling her on the journal...unless Axew happens to be around here somewhere and proves to be a distraction first?]

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[heartofdragons]

[A speechless Cilan, truly one of life's miracles! It's a shame she had to miss it. Yes, disrupting your wistful trip down memory lane seems to be a Chili-like thing to do, regardless of intention. Perhaps it simply slipped his mind or maybe he has a reason to be stubborn. Regardless, Cilan will find the door open— in fact, the door creaks open with the force of the second knock. The window is shut tightly, with cloth jammed in, apparently in fear of the miniscule gaps letting in a draft.

The room doesn't look very lived-in yet, as she hasn't been here for very long (because she's Iris, she spends much too much time outside), but there's a relatively new first-aid on the table, along with her old grinding bowl and a collection of herbs from the forest. Perhaps she's out getting more?

The only other noteworthy aspect of the room is that there's a paper sticking out of one of the drawers and a messy pile of clothes on the bed (because knowing how to operate clotheshangers is apparently less suited to a Dragon Master in training than operating a blimp). The pile of clothes might be moving. Step inside to investigate like a detective or shut the door and stay out of the absent young lady's room like a gentleman, Cilan?]

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[cilantro]

[Correction: the friend in Cilan says that snooping in Iris's room would be rude, but the Connoisseur Detective in him says that a moving pile of clothes isn't normal and should be investigated. The gentleman part says that we could at least hang up her clothes for her as a favor, so with two out of three votes that say to go in, Cilan steps in and up to the pile of clothes.

He looks it over for a second or two before he starts reaching out to pick up a shirt or two out of it to fold over his arm, shifting things aside--and possibly getting the attention of whatever might be moving in there.]

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[heartofdragons]

[Oh, dear, oh, dear.

Well, out pops a baby dragon to "yew-yew!" at you in surprise when you pull away the shirt.

... until he realizes that hey, it's Cilan, next best thing to mama~! So he'll come running over.]

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[cilantro]

Well, that's one mystery solved! [Hi Axew. Cilan smiles and offers a headpat for the baby dragon.] I take it that Iris is out at the moment?

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[heartofdragons]

[Axew leans so much into Cilan's hand, he nearly trips over his stubby little feet.]

Aaaxew, axew? [He looks curious, wondering what Cilan is doing here. Can Axew help? Axew wants to help!]

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[cilantro]

[Cilan can't speak Pokemon, but he seems to know what Axew is asking.]

I was looking for her, but it looks like Iris isn't here. But... [Hm. He turns his attention back to the pile of clothing and then to a closet where the hangers might be, and then back to Axew.] Would you like to help us hang up her clothes for her? Organization and tidiness are often key ingredients for a recipe of success, after all...

[Whatever the heck that means--here Axew, would you like to hand us stuff from the pile so that we can put them on the hangers and then put into the closet for her?]

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[heartofdragons]

[It's okay, Cilan, Axew still thinks you're magic for understanding him! He doesn't get organization, but handing stuff sounds like a fun game, so he cooperates!]

[cilantro]

[Good! Soon enough, the clothes that were lying around carelessly in the room have been hung up or otherwise put in their proper place--a process that's sped up a little by the dragon's help.]

There, this is a much better taste! Now it's nice and sweet! [Should he keep going and help organize the things on the table or the papers sticking out of the drawers too? Hm...well, for now, he stops to pet Axew's head again first.] Thank you for your help, Axew!

[heartofdragons]

[Axew has run out of things to pass on! Game over? No, this is too much fun to give up on now!

He looks around, then, catches sight of the paper. He runs off to drag open the drawer, grab it, and bring it proudly over to Cilan. He found more thing to organize, are you proud?

It's a very childish crayon drawing of Ash and Excadrill, similar to the ones that used to cover her dorm room walls.]

[generalflirt]

[ this room! But this room also has Masaomi in the midst of styling his hair in the bathroom and a bored rough and tumble female pikachu in the main entrance room. She's liable to glare at the incoming Axew ]

[heartofdragons]

[A Pikachu! He was good friends with a Pikachu, but a male one... That notched tail catches his interest very quickly!] Aaaxew-yew yew?

[Axew curiously reached for her tail.]

[generalflirt]

[ What why are you here? Kyle-- no the eyes are a different color. Still, she starts and yanks to tail back before smacking him on the face with it (no attack, at least, she's learning) to punish him for it. Silly boy, what are you even doing :T]

[heartofdragons]

[Axew blinks at the smack, tears up, then starts crying. It didn'tt hurt that badly, but he wasn't expecting it, so he cried.]

[generalflirt]

[ Which is what gets Masaomi out of the room down the hall he was in. What--? ]

Hey, is that- Who is that?

[ Linda explains that this punk broke in in the forms of Piis and movements (and it's a wuss because it cried) but...

Masaomi sighs and crouches down to the level of the dragon]

[heartofdragons]

[Little, baby dragon immediately recognizes you as the "adult" in this situation and runs over to cling to your clothes, sniffling.

Comfort please?]

[generalflirt]

[ ...

You know he'll try to pick him up then. And Linda yelps at it. Mean! ]

[heartofdragons]

[If Axew were intentionally bratty, he would pull his eyelid and make faces at her, but he's not, so he just sweetly snuggles up to him.]

Axew!

[Hey, everybody here has wings, right? Axew's curious to see yours, can he? Because the little dragons reaching out to try and climb over your shoulder and see.

Hot pink wings are absolutely the cure for post-crying sniffles.]

[generalflirt]

[ That would be the case, probably, but he frowns a little at the thing climbing all over him, trying to pull him back to more of an arms's length. Where does he think he's going? ]

So where's your partner?

[feistytrader]

[The bad news is that Silver (and Gold's) room is open. It's full of plenty of (Gold's) clothes to get into trouble with to boot.

The good news is that Silver and his Pokémon (or, well, Feraligatr and Weavile) are lounging in said room and see Axew as welcome company when it comes in. They even wave at it and everything. Come on in, buddy.]

[heartofdragons]

[So many new friends! Axew runs in, waving his little claws in the air. He might just avoid mischief if it means meeting new friends, wow, he's never seen spikes like that, are you made of metal, hey, big blue guy, are you a Dragon too, red human, you look so warm and fluffy! Axew will be throwing a million questions at everyone!]

[feistytrader]

[He is not made of metal! Or a dragon. But he can use Dragon Claw!]

Hey there, little guy. [Warm and fluffy red human is offering to share the bed he's sitting on with Axew. Come. Let him pet you like this is Poké-amie.]

[heartofdragons]

[Axew thinks that's super impressive!

Oh, thank you, warm and fluffy red human! Axew hops up onto the bed and waves his little, stubby-tail behind him, expecting lots of love!

Macarons would be a nice touch too.]

[feistytrader]

[He has no food. But he can give lots of love!

Now let's see- where do you like being pet? Under the chin? On the head?]

[heartofdragons]

[ON THE HEAD, yes, that's the best! Makes him feel like he did a good job, super-rewarding, 10/10, perfect headpatting, would sneak into your home for displays of affection again!]

A~xe!