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Post by Priscila Sinclair II on Oct 23, 2017 9:59:18 GMT -8
"Er...yes. 'da thurs car'." Wondering if she made a mistake inviting them to her home already, with the look of what she assumed was excitement on Lucien's face, she didn't feel she could back out so soon, stepping out a bit from the table so Floofles could get out beside her, ready to follow her home. "Well we're not too far from the path to the first car." She pronounced those last two words almost sharply in contrast to Lucien's apparent accent. "So it shouldn't be too long a journey but...well it may be best to rent a mount pokemon. I live pretty far into the first car."
Walking out with Lucien beside her, she glanced back as he mentioned Sera, smirking a little. "You've actually already given me her number dear, but yours would certainly be helpful." Pulling out her own phone she'd type in his number as she was provided it, clearly fairly quick with her thumbs on the keypad and finishing up with her phonebook pretty quick, though she did keep her phone itself out, switching to a banking app and holding it out to a card machine next to an automated mount rental station, tapping in a request for a Gogoat, and one soon coming out from a nearby building, kneeling down beside Priscilla. To her delight, she'd manged to get one with a soft looking mane. She didn't actually know if that was any better than those with sharper leaves, but she personally read it as a sign of quality.
"Come on then, all aboard.~ Won't be a long ride.~" She'd slide herself onto the two seated saddle, returning floofles and placing his pokeball in her purse, a hand resting on the pokemon's horn and letting it know they were heading deep into the first car.
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Post by Lucien Benoit on Oct 25, 2017 9:44:00 GMT -8
Golden eyes blinked thrice. Had she uh… copied his speech pattern just now or? A small chuckle escaped from Lucien at that. As Priscilla regained her speech, however, Lucien felt the weirdest desire to copy hers this time. Eh, well… Nahhh. “Ah, yeh heh, dat works.” Was he pronouncing things just a little clearer just by default now? M-maybe.
O-pfft hahaha. A weird laugh escaped from Luci, and he reached up to palm the side of his head. “Guess ah gawt distracted,” he grinned a little with that signature dorky smile. Giving her his number after that, he checked his own phone as an afterthought. He’d text Sera back again about when she’d be free whenever and then found himself looking up at the rental station card machine. Oh huh neat— As the Gogoat appeared, he grinned a bit. Man, he really needed one of those huh? Definitely.
He’d wait for Priscilla to get on before climbing onto the second seat. Shifting his bag and thus Alamea a little in front of him, he leaned forward a little but didn’t instinctively move to hang on. He’d been on plenty of ride Pokemon and could pretty much hold on with his legs if need to. “Awezum lessgo!” he grinned as they started off.
As they moved, Lucien’s eyes flashed around the train taking in the streets and areas with care. He had spent quite a lot of time in Sinclair, but his scope of it was actually pretty small. Getting to see more of it especially like this was pretty neat for sure!
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Post by Priscila Sinclair II on Oct 25, 2017 11:02:51 GMT -8
The journey wasn't too long on mount, and Priscilla showed some experience with one herself, riding it fairly steadily given her experience riding them as she grew up, eventually reaching the rental station closest to their destination, the far end of the first car next to an elevator, Priscilla pulling some high class poke'-treats she'd bought for floofles and offering them out to the Gogoat. Well trained, he took just one so he didn't stuff himself up, walking off to a rest point till someone called for his need as a rental. "Such well trained pokemon don't you think? It always amazes me seeing pokemon work so dilligently."
Watching the Gogoat leave before snapping out of a brief daze, she headed over to the elevator, holding out a keycard from her purse. Most floors were accessible without it, but the top floors were much like a gated community, only allowing you up if you'd purchased peramanent or temporary housing there while living on the train city. The express lift arrived taking them close to the top floor, Prissy stepping out almost with a sense of pride. "Here we are. Just follow behind me hm?"
A short walk later and the two arrived at what was, easily, the largest house on the floor. The size alone seeming to justify the floor being almost twice as tall as most others, the young woman walking up to the gate and holding out the same keycard, letting herself into the garden and walking along the path, briefly turning her head. "Oh, please stay on the path. The garden is so hard to maintain as it is, what without natural sunlight.~" She gave a faint giggle at that, almost as if it was relate-able comedy before heading up to the door, fiddling with her keys and letting the two of them in before turning and locking it behind them, a kind, older gentleman in a suit immediately walking up to them, seeming to have a look of surprise, before it softened as he noticed Priscilla herself.
"Sir may I-Oh! Miss Sinclair. I take it this man is your guest?" Prissy turned on her heels, smiling softly, though there was an odd, smug air about her all of a sudden. "Yes Walter. Would you mind fetching us some refreshments?~" The man bowed his head, accepting the request and cupping his hands together. "Your father and mother said they'd be away at a dinner event tonight, would you like me to arrange for any food?" "I'll think on it later, some light snacks would be appreciated for now.~"
He bowed his head again and left in what could be assumed was the direction of the kitchen, Priscilla easing off her shoes with her toes against the heel of each, and would ask Lucien did the same if he didn't follow lead without being asked. "Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't think to ask what you wanted. He's probably going to get us some juice but if you'd like something else..."
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Post by Lucien Benoit on Oct 25, 2017 14:44:57 GMT -8
As they finally came to the ‘end of the line’ (heh, get it?), Lucien slipped off the Gogoat and stretched slowly. Watching Priscilla give the Gogoat a treat, he grinned a little after. “They gawt some seriouz drive fer sure,” he answered in earnest. Pokemon worked so much harder than humans did, or at least it felt like it. Even raising Pokemon took less work than what they were capable of in such a short period of time, heh.
Following Priscilla, Lucien eyed the keycard with some vague interest but promptly let it go at least until they came to the top. Oooh… Golden eyes blinked a couple of times, and a wild smile flashed across his features as he kept after Priscilla. “Noice place,” he mumbled softly, looking around with a keen sort of interest. Despite spending so much of his early years in such fine places as this, he’d spent just as many in so much less. This was… this was so neat! At her words on the garden, he gave a grin and a small nod.
As a man came forward, however, Lucien blinked surprised. Miss Sinclair? Looking back to Priscilla, it finally clicked in his head. That was… that totally made sense. She was rich. Really rich. Yellow eyes flickered around briefly before recetering again. Woah this was… so vaguely reminiscent of … home. He… didn’t want to call it home, couldn’t willingly call it home. The manor, yeah that was what it was. This was really just… just like the manor. He blinked a little back into reality again as Walter spoke that her parents would be out that night too. Ah… Hashtag relatable as hell too hahaha.
When asked to pull his shoes, Lucien did so though he paused a little at Priscilla’s words. “Ah, ‘nything’s fine,” he assured with a cheesy smile. There was a pause before he reached up and scratched his cheek slowly. “So ahr ya like… does yer family own Sinclair then?” he asked before chuckling again in that cheesy manner. Man and here he thought she was just…. well, like bruh it made sene but woah none the less.
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Post by Priscila Sinclair II on Oct 25, 2017 15:33:08 GMT -8
Chuckling a little at his almost dumbfounded question, at least that was how her smug little mind was deciding to read it, she was almost tempted to say yes, but father had always taught her it was best to tell the truth on such a matter, simply because over-exagerating the family's power over the train city was never a good idea should anyone want to take advantage of it.
"Well somewhat. If you imagine the train as a collection of land, we own a good portion. Over the years people have bought sections for themselves or the league has procured some for gyms or pokecenters under agreeable terms. We're less owners more...landlords, you could say~ Nevertheless an ancestor of mine was the one who began the Sinclair project, so it's only right my family still holds a major sense of control over it.~"
Okay, maybe she could brag a little, but she didn't over-inflate it too much. Her father did deal with major staffing decisions in the engineering department afterall, and could deny any new business' he found too disagreeable to the city's aesthetic. "Still I wouldn't think much of it, its not like we have the power to outright evict anyone afterall. My ancestor pretty much formed the golden rule that civilians can ride for free."
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Post by Lucien Benoit on Oct 25, 2017 16:25:22 GMT -8
The more Lucien listened, the more he found himself reading Priscilla’s tone rather than her words. Or, perhaps it was, that he pulled on that power of his and found himself reading over her aura instead. She was… very confident in the matters she was speaking, and he could see that well. Huh… And yet… and yet? Her ancestors had insisted that travelers ride free. And she was proud of that.
A small silly grin flashed across Lucien’s features, and he gave a small nod at her words. “Neatooo,” he emphasized with another laugh. “Dat’s realleh impressive.” It was, especially if he stood back and considered Sinclair just as much an artistic marvel as a technical one. He’d never seen anything like it, and to know people were using it for good was… heh really cool. It… vaguely reminded him of the family business but… mostly in contrast rather than comparison. Theirs wasn’t such a huge marvel, and if they owned some family land outside of the manor, Lucien certainly didn’t know about it. They just… had a lotta lotta money or at least it felt that way to the teenager that was Lucien Benoit.
“Mah fam’s kinda special…” he shrugged. “Mos’ly outta Kalos though.” He grinned a bit. “Old knight guard’r somethin’.” Among other things. He probably should have been prouder of these things, but … ehhh…
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Post by Priscila Sinclair II on Oct 26, 2017 1:40:21 GMT -8
"Neato huh? Well I suppose that's one way of putting it...~" Not meaning that in any bad taste, she continued to lead Lucien to one of the rather large living rooms of the practical mansion, taking a seat at the edge of a modern looking chair, the kind that potentially looked more fashionable than practical. Priscilla didn't really have a habit of entertaining "new" guests but she gestured to any other seat for Lucien to take, lightly resting her elbow agains tthe arm of her seat, her fist pressing against her cheek as she rested into it, chuckling a little as Lucien mentioned his own family. Special? Knights? She found that difficult to believe but she'd entertain the idea.
"Oh so you have some genuine noble blood hm? I have some on my mother's side, if you believe the Caravellan noble with that puffed up title they all gave themselves.~" Smirking a little at her sly quip, mainly aimed at her grandfather on her mother's side, she gave a thankful nod to Walter as he returned, laying down a tray with two glasses, a pitcher of juice with ice, and a small bowl of different snacky treats. "Anything else Ma'am?" "That'll be all, thank you Walter.~"
The man left and Priscilla leaned over to pour herself a drink, snapping off half of a pink wafer and eating it before she continued. "So your family hails from Kalos hm? What noble house do you supposedly belong to?" She'd proceed to jokingly list off about 4 french sounding surnames, each one sounding more flamboyant and theatrical than the last.
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Post by Lucien Benoit on Oct 26, 2017 20:38:13 GMT -8
Sitting back on one end of the couch nearest Priscilla, Luci stretched slowly before getting comfortable. A small, silly smile flickered across his features as Priscilla mentioned Caravellian nobles. Heh, they were kinda weirdos, and he didn’t especially like having to pay the exorbitant taxes that came with having land even remotely close to Caravella but… Man if he could say something about them, he guessed their taste in coastline was alright. “Ah’ve ‘eard of ‘em. Had ta pay taxes to ‘em. Nevah seen ‘em,” he grinned briefly before shifting forward over his knees. “The architecture ‘f tha city’s pretteh though.”
After Priscilla had poured her drink, Lucien took the pitcher and poured himself some too. A small snicker escaped passed his lips as she asked which house was from and went on to list those names. “Benoit heh, Lucien Benoit’z mah name,” he chuckled using the full, Kalosian accented version of his name. Though even he often went by its non-accented version “Loo-shen” phonetics, his name was and had always been “Lu-cie-en”, heh. “Mah big bro Antoine’s actually head ‘f tha fam’s branch here.” Not that… Luci really got what all of that was or why his brother had to work so much to begin with (aside from their father clearly being a jackass).
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Post by Priscila Sinclair II on Oct 27, 2017 8:50:36 GMT -8
"Hmmm...they can be rather...possesive." Speaking of the Caravella nobles, Priscilla re-crossed her legs as she leaned her cheek into her hand, furrowing her brow. She didn't have the best personal experience with nobles despite her grandfather being one. He always seemed to be a very bitter man...one set of grandkids wasn't exactly fit to take over any of his work and her...well...she just wasn't interested. She was far more interested in her father's legacy than grandfathers. Besides. "I always found Caravella a bit...garish. Just not my style I suppose."
Resting comfortably as she ate the other half of the pink wafer she'd grabbed, her eyes shot wide open and she struggled to swallow it for a second, lightly patting her own chest to make sure it went down before managing a reply. "Benoit...noooo..." She went quickly from shock to skeptical disbelief, pulling back and slowly shaking her head. "...Noooo. No way you're a Benoit."
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Post by Lucien Benoit on Oct 27, 2017 10:54:38 GMT -8
Possessive eh? When he thought about it like that, Lucien could kind of see it— at least in the way the laws and whatnot worked (they controlled those, right? What a weird city). It was kinda interesting and now that he thought more on it maybe he’d look into it more when he had time, heh. He shrugged a little at the mention of garish architecture. Eh, art was in the eye of the beholder though, right? Right.
He’d been about to reach for one of the wafers when she physically reacted. “Ya ok—“ She seemed ok for as quick as she spoke. Her denial had him grinning a little. “Yuuuup ah am,” he answered fishing up a wafer and taking a bite. “Though ah ‘aven’t been back ta the main ‘ouse in a long time.” Six years now if not a little longer considering he’d be seventeen sooner than later. “Had a fight wit’ my dad ‘n jus’…” He shrugged and offered a sillier smile than before. “Mama still makes ‘im pay fer stuff sometimes.”He chuckled and flashed a grin at that.
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Post by Priscila Sinclair II on Oct 28, 2017 6:52:41 GMT -8
So...he really was...she was almost tempted to ask for proof but she really didn't feel like he was lying. Lucien was a pretty chill person and if he did lie she didn't think he'd pull it off so well. So he was a Benoit...she was still struggling to take that as a fact, clearly, just the look of mild confusion on her face said that well enough. She settled a little more into her seat, watching him curiously just for a second as her eyes narrows, practically wating for him to say "jk". Not even "Joke". "Jk." Or maybe something poorly pronounced like "Yoke" or "Oak" was more fitting.
"Well its erm..." False start, she didn't even know what she was going to say, rubbing the side of her neck as she leaned into the arm of her chair. "I'm sorry, it's just a bit of a shock. If you don't mind me saying you don't exactly...fit the type, I suppose...?"
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Post by Lucien Benoit on Oct 28, 2017 7:31:55 GMT -8
The way in which Priscilla’s aura moved caught Lucien’s eyes as he spoke. Though he was still learning what it meant to read emotions through aura, some of the subtler details of her disbelief and surprise were patterns he’d at least come across before. That coupled with her pause and follow up word choice, he could be reasonably certain she wasn’t… sure of him, maybe? Heh.
She practically confirmed it with her words anyways. Lucien chuckled a little and shrugged his shoulders. Briefly forming a fist, he couched once before taking in a deep breath of air. “Yeah, I’m not— I don’t fit the shiny nobility,” his voice was much softer now, his Kalosian accent more prominent and his words almost having a tonal curl to them. Looking back, he flashed a grin. “I didn’t want to be like Dad or my sibs….” There was a pause and he shrugged his shoulders again. “My uncle’s cooler. He went out of his way to be a Ranger and prove he could do something else with life. I’m…gonna carve out my own path and do what I want to do like that.”
Maybe he’d been watching too many cartoons. Maybe he’d been too rebellious and put unnecessary divisions between him and his parents. Maybe he should work to bridge that gap more than pull away even further the older he got. For as laid back as he was and as in the moment as he was, Lucien could not ignore some of these thoughts. Heh… Oh well, right? Lucien flashed a grin again.
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Post by Priscila Sinclair II on Oct 30, 2017 12:38:40 GMT -8
Priscilla was still a little surprised, but even more so as Lucien's accent shifted into a thicker Kalosian, let alone the fact he was pronouncing his words properly...had he...had he been able to do that this whole time!? Who on earth consciously chooses to...ugh. She just...maybe it was how she was raised but she really just could not picture someone comfortably speaking the way Lucien had been since they'd met, lightly working her shoulder like the realization he could talk fine caused physical stress in her joints.
"Okay...firstly could you always speak like that or is this actually something you have to force because honestly it's both better and worse in equal measure now that I've gotten used to you...and secondly...sorry for not believing you but...well,you said it yourself. you don't exactly fit the..."Type" I suppose...?" She sank into her seat, toying with the drink between her hands, drumming her fingers against the glass.
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Post by Lucien Benoit on Nov 1, 2017 18:30:30 GMT -8
A small, dry laugh escaped from Lucien at Priscilla’s questions. “I learned Kalosian first- then Common ‘n then I picked up some Alolan,” he answered raising an index finger then showing two then three. “Theeeen some of my friends were talking funny so I decided to too~ I can go in between all of them though.” Lucien grinned toothily as if perhaps he’d just spilled out a joke rather than a weird secret of his own invention.
Resting back with his hands behind his head thereafter, Lucien shrugged. “It’s mostly for fun and to get people’s weird reactions hahaha.” That and… man he just really liked annoying people with it sometimes. “Haven’t ya ever done something fer fun? Mess with people or?” He flashed another silly but more uncertain grin. She… she actually didn’t seem like the type from the way she’d presented herself and from the way her aura was moving.
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Post by Priscila Sinclair II on Nov 2, 2017 3:00:46 GMT -8
Even as Lucien seemed to be shifting back to his more..."funny" tones, his words not hers, she noticed they weren't as extreme as before, a few gramatical corners were cut but other than that she was understanding him much better. Her brow furrowed a fair bit as he admitted he did this more to annoy people than anything else, but just let out a deep sigh. She was...yeah she was a little annoyed, she'd grown used to the tones but learning someone did this purposely to annoy others just reignited any frustration she had.
"I can't really say I have no. The worst thing I ever did to annoy someone was briefly date a boy in school knowing full well it frustrated my father. He was right though, the boy was a jerk so it didn't last long." She rolled her eyes a little at the memory,taking a sharp breath through her nose. "Really though? Does it not become a bit...tiring keeping up such a voice? I mean I'm sure you might grow used to it but it seems a rather odd thing to maintain just to bother people."
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