[Game] Lord Windos' PokeRole Adventure: Celadon City Vandel

[Lord Windos]

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Reiner sighs and rubs his temples.  "...not surprising, given recent events...I'll just join them now.  Best get this over with..."

"As you wish, Mr. Arendse."

Mr. Mime then bowed his head to you, and turned to make his way to the door, and opened it for you.

Since the entrance opens up directly to the living room, you didn't have wait long to meet with the women.

You first caught sight of Kyubi in her human form, sitting in one of the recliners dressed in a cream white and blue kimono , legs crossed, hands steppled together on her lap, and a reminiscent expression, who was in the middle of speaking by the looks of it.

".....and that is how I meet up with Reiner. Does that satisfy your curiosi- hm?  Mr. Mime? I thought I said that I - oh! Ma-Reiner! You're back!"

"Huh? Wait......Reiner?"

The fiery vixen stand straight up once she see you, looking both shocked and happy to see you, but you hardly paid any mind once you heard that voice.

Her voice.

Taylor's.

Instantly, your head swivel towards her voice, and you saw her sitting on the coach.

She was swaddled in a thick, heavy looking cloak that obscured her entire form, save her head, which was uncovered. The color of the cloak.....well, it blended with that of the coach almost perfectly and seamlessly, were it not for the occasion ripple that shot through it. 

You didn't dwell on that for long, though, for soon your eyes meet hers, and you truly saw Taylor for the first time in four years.

Her hairstyle had changed from its former long and branded ponytail back in Blackthorn, and was now done up in a simple yet tasteful bob cut. Her complexion, by stark contrast, was almost milky white in color, as if she hadn't seen the sun in years. 

And her face itself.....it looked more worn and seasoned, and on her right cheek.....was a huge scar.

It was composed of two long, clean, and painful looking claw marks marred it, gouged deeply into the flesh, like knife through a tough steak. They curved and extended well past the ear, disappearing past her rough flaxen hair and down the back of her neck. Surgically grisly would be an apt way to describe how the scar looked, on a whole.

The only thing that remained unchanged about Taylor was her eyes, for they were the same pale blue color of the dusk sky.

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...For the longest time, nobody said anything as you and her stared at each other, until she let out the most awkward sounding chuckle and smiled one of the most nervous smiles you've ever seen.

"Hey there, Reiner! Been awhile, but.....I came back. Just.....not like I exactly promised. Sorry about that...."

She closes her eyes and rubs the back of her head, looking rather Mareepish at her admission.

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