Kimono Girls Reunion?[Erika]

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Morty sat atop Fujin as they soared ---well, floated--- towards the beautiful city of Celadon. The young man spent days thinking and planning for the perfect event to boost the spirits of the soldiers and the citizens living in Ecruteak City. A simple festival won’t do, not at all. He needed something bigger, something grander, and something more special. And it was then that he came up with the idea of a Kimono Girl dance. But not just any Kimono Girl dance. A dance featuring some of the best living Kimono Girls that have ever graced the stage! Most of those girls, however, have left Ecruteak and scattered to every region known to man. He had a hard-time tracking them down but he managed, and a lot of them already agreed. This was also the reason why he was heading towards Celadon City in the first place, to talk to his friend and Kimono Girl dancer Erika of the Celadon Gym. If that didn’t get their spirits up, he didn’t know what would.

The Gym Leader slept most of the way towards the city, and a lot of those times he managed to fall off of his Drifblim, forcing the pokemon to do an emergency save. Morty’s lucky his pokemon was used to him falling off; otherwise he would have plummeted to his death. What a way to go. Despite it all, the duo managed to arrive safe and sound in the outskirst of Celadon. Morty smiled, patted his pokemon on it’s large, bulbous head an hopped off. Celadon was a symbol of wealth and power as the only ones living there were the rich and influential, and it showed. The streets were clean, the skyscrapers gleaming, and not a beggar in sight. And somewhere in all that pompousness was Erika, all Morty had to do was find her.

Morty didn’t bother heading towards the Celadon Gym, he didn’t think his friend would be there. He knew stopped being the formal Gym Leader quite some time ago and began selling perfumes in the department store. Morty had to admit he considered dropping his title as well, after all hardly anyone ever challenges him, but decided against it. It was fun to be known as a Gym Leader. Upon reaching the very large and beautiful department store that made every store in Ecruteak look like pigpen, the ghost trainer looked for his friends shop in the directory and made his way there. He was excited, it’s been a while since the two of them met in person.

“ERIKA!” he’d yell at the top of his lungs the moment he found her.

[erika]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true] [style=float: left; margin: 0 5 0 10;][style=background-color: #ebebeb; border: 10px #0de01f solid; padding: 2px; height: 80px; width: 80px;] [/style] The first one to hear Morty's excited shouts wasn't a person. Oh no, it was none other than Belly, the tiny Bellossom Erika let roam the perfume parlor and entertain customers while they waited for service. The red flowers on her head twitched, and a curious expression crossed her face as she trotted toward the open doors of the store Erika ran, poking her tiny head out and looking around. Coming down the hallway was someone she hadn't seen in ages. The Gym Leader of Ecruteak City. Morty, if she remembered his name correctly. She had only been a Gloom when she knew him years back when Erika studied in Ecruteak. Her attitude towards him (and any other person for that matter) remained unchanged - friendly. The Bellossom let out a series of trill-like calls, aiming to get the attention of either Erika or Morty before she twirled out from the door, like a tiny dancer toward Morty before stopping so she remained within reach of the shop while he approached. "Belly?" Erika called, having looked up after her pokemon's vocalizations in time to see her dance away. She stepped from behind the counter, adjusting her Kimono before walking forward quickly, stopping at the doors of the shop and looking at the pokemon. "What are you doing?" she shook her head slightly, smiling before she looked up. She was instantly surprised by the rare sight - a friend from her long past. None other than Morty. Morty. "Morty...!" she exclaimed, jogging towards him with her arms open for a hug. "It's been so long...!" [style=color: #0de01f; font-family: arial narrow; letter-spacing: 1.5px; font-size: 30px; font-style: italic;]the beautiful flower wilts, ❚ WORDS: 264 ❚ TAGS: Nomnom as Morty ❚ NOTES: <3 // sorry it took so long for me to reply omg ;A; ❚ CREDITS: Ambassador Tanz [/style][/style][/style]

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Morty ignored the stares he got from the pompous shoppers of the Celadon Mall. He was probably never going to see them again anyway, and he couldn’t contain the excitement of meeting an old friend. He knew he found the right store the moment he heard a grass-pokemon’s excited shrills and calls. He didn’t know Erika had a Bellosom now, but then again it’s been ages since the two met. Certainly she didn’t even know the pokemon he currently had. He ran towards the pokemon with a smile, patting her on the head when they finally reached.

“Hello there little miss,” he said, bending down low so she wouldn’t have to look up “you’re Erika’s baby aren’t you?” Of course she was. Otherwise the trainer in question wouldn’t be jogging towards them now. Morty smiled as he rushed forward, wrapping his arms around his friend, lifting her and twirling in the spot. “It has been,” he said as he dropped her back down. “I barely even recognized you! Well no, I recognized you right away.”

He was bursting with excitement in meeting a friend from the past. She reminded him of simpler times. Times when his only problems were the challengers and the few little criminals his ghost pokemon took care of. In fact he was so excited he was hopping in place. He was getting more weird looks but again he ignored them. People will be people, and they can judge him however they want. “You look as beautiful as always, and I have never seen a Bellosom more beautiful that yours. Don’t remember you having one of them though. Tell me, how are you? What have you been up to? Why haven’t you visited Ecruteak? And where’s the best place for cookies?” He took a breath; happy he took the time to visit his friends. He should do this more often.

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[erika]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true] [style=float: left; margin: 0 5 0 10;][style=background-color: #ebebeb; border: 10px #0de01f solid; padding: 2px; height: 80px; width: 80px;] [/style] The Bellossom had squeaked with pleasure when Morty noticed her, and even went so far as to pat her head. The pokemon had curtsied to him, even made a sound akin to a giggle and blushed faintly. He was such a nice human! She spun when her trainer arrived and happily skirted out of the way, still twirling on the spot slightly from the pat she had just received. Her trainer mirrored her action with the help of the Ghost-specialist. The young woman laughed and crossed her wrists behind his shoulders as he picked her up and spun the both of them around. The brief second her face was against his the ex-Gym Leader felt as though a part of her life that had been missing for some time was being restored. "Oh Morty...!" Erika exclaimed as he set her down once more. She unhooked his hands from behind him but left his body for only a second before she placed her fingertips gently beneath his jaw, pulling him slightly towards her to land two gentle kisses on his cheeks. "You've always been so sweet," she says, drawing back with an evident blush from his complements, though shyly glancing at him all the same. "...I'm glad to see such a trait hasn't left you." She glanced down at her Bellossom before looking back at her friend, "Cookies?" she glanced back, one of the employees that helped in her store was staring on curiously. He nodded with a smile, gesturing to Erika to go with her good friend. "Follow me, we may speak on the way." She bends down and picks up the Bellossom before leading Morty. "I'm so sorry for not visiting Ecruteak..." she says sincerely, "...after I left I became a Gym Leader, then a few years ago I renovated my perfume parlor." She frowns some, "I wish I could have gotten away...but I couldn't leave Celadon." [style=color: #0de01f; font-family: arial narrow; letter-spacing: 1.5px; font-size: 30px; font-style: italic;]the beautiful flower wilts, ❚ WORDS: 318 ❚ TAGS: Nomnom as Morty ❚ NOTES: sorry it took so long for me to reply omg ;A; ❚ CREDITS: Ambassador Tanz [/style][/style][/style]

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Excitement was evident in the blonde’s face, not just because he was with his long-time friend but also because they were going to eat cookies! One of the woes of having the citizens of Ecruteak evacuate was the distinct lack of bakers that could create Morty’s favorite confections. He really should find a way to rectify that. “Onwards, then!” he yelled, one hand pointing were Erika was headed. As if he knew the directions himself.

“It’s okay Erika, I understand.” He said after hearing his friend’s apology. He knew she had duties to the city that made her a Gym Leader. Plus her prowess in battle probably meant she was Celadon’s greatest defender. Just as Morty was Ecruteak’s even with all the soldiers currently living within. “Anyway, it’s not as if Ecruteak’s the place it was before…” And for the first time since his visit there was a hint of sadness in the voice that, moments before, was filled with happiness and excitement. “The people are gone now. Not that I ever truly loved them, but even my family left when Lux turned it into a military base. They even began destroying the sanctity of the Burned Tower, turning it into a hospital. As if a military base in such a historical town wasn’t insulting enough. But then again…how can I say no to Lux.” He blinked. “Hey, does this cookie spot have chocolate chip? The really doughy, chewy one that melts in your mouth?” he asked as he took a longer step forward and faced Erika, walking backwards. None remained of the Morty from a few seconds ago – the Morty filled with sadness and anger: the Morty that was accustomed to the sacrifices of a war.

“By to the way, you never really answered – how have you been? Anything new and exciting I should know about? A new boyfriend perhaps?” Morty snickered gleefully “or maybe you’ve met some interesting people? I can tell your right now I met two wonderfully wonderful people. Well, they’re wonderful because they like the Towers. But anyone who likes the Bell and Burned Towers are sure to be great people, right?” he turned around again and fell into step with Erika - an easy grin on his face. “Oh yes, and just out of sheer curiosity…how much do you remember from your Kimono Girl performance days?”

[erika]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellspacing,0,true] [style=float: left; margin: 0 5 0 10;][style=background-color: #ebebeb; border: 10px #0de01f solid; padding: 2px; height: 80px; width: 80px;] [/style] The grass-specialist sighs as Morty offers her words of understanding as to her reasons for being unable to visit him, one of her long-time-friends, in Ecruteak over the past years. Her relief, though proved to be only temporary, as her face contorted with sadness as he told her of how Ecruteak had changed. She even gasped when he mentioned the defiling of the sacred Burned Tower. "No..." she said, pale fingers of her right hand placed delicately on her lips while her emerald eyes widened in slight horror. "Y-you can't say no to them..." she murmured in agreement, her gaze falling to the ground. "...it would only make up a part of what we'd be able to repay them with...for their order and justice." Erika snapped out of her downcast mood as quickly as Morty did, though only because the Ghost specialist did. "Funny you should mention that..." she said, dropping her arm back to its position cradling the Bellossom, "...that sort of cookie just happens to be the specialty of the place I'm taking you." She winked at him, before being struck with the realization she had completely forgotten to answer his question, but only when he mentioned it. "Oh I've been fine -- " she cut off when he mentioned a "boyfriend" "-- Aah! Morty~!" she exclaimed, blushing furiously, "N-not at all! N-no boyfriend!" She stuttered as she spoke, a clear indication that she was nervous. However, he'd given her the perfect opportunity to poke a little into his life as well. "But what about you? Who are these so-called wonderful people, hmm? Any pretty girlfriends for you? Or admirers? Hmmm~?" She regained some seriousness when they approached the tiny shop that sold the cookies. She pointed to it before continuing to speak, "And I remember plenty from my days of performing - both the dancing and instrument-playing. Why do you ask?" [style=color: #0de01f; font-family: arial narrow; letter-spacing: 1.5px; font-size: 30px; font-style: italic;]the beautiful flower wilts, ❚ WORDS: 314 ❚ TAGS: Nomnom as Morty ❚ NOTES: good to see yous back <3 ❚ CREDITS: Ambassador Tanz [/style][/style][/style]

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Morty clapped with excitement – conveniently choosing to ignore Erika’s comment about Lux – and chanted “Chocolate chip, chocolate chip,” as the two of them walked. But of course the oh-so-innocent smile turned into a wicked grin when Erika began to fluster and blush. Morty laughed at her reaction and poked her red face. “Oh Erika,” he said, “chillaaaaax.” Out of all the women Morty knew that was around his age, Erika seemed to be the only one who still blushed at the mention of boys. It was endearing, really, to see such naïve innocence in a world filled with vile corruption.

Then Erika made a reversal. Girlfriend, huh. Morty did have his fair share of crushes during childhood and even now there were a couple of women that could send his blood rushing through his veins. However, Morty never had the courage to talk to thems – or at least talk to them about his feeling. At least, not since his first childhood love. Not since that one little girl turned him down and ran, simply because he was born into a family hated by the people of Ecruteak. But Erika didn’t have to know that. She didn't have to now the hurt, the tears, and the sadness that plagued him. She didn't have to know. Morty was lucky Erika dropped the topic about the towers quickly; he didn’t want anything to dampen the happy atmosphere. So instead, he laughed, again. “Well of course I’ve had my fair share of admirers – who can’t resist a dashing ghost specialist – but no I don’t have a girlfriend. Wouldn’t mind having one though!” he said with a chuckle.

The man’s grin grew when Erika said she still knew plenty from her Kimono girl days. But now was not the time to tell her of his plan. He needed a one hundred percent assurance that his proposal would not be refused and for that he needed to butter the grass specialist with nostalgia and chocolate. After all, his plan would call for her to leave her beloved Celadon city. The Gym Leader was planning something special for the Lux soldiers in Ecruteak as well as remaining citizens within the city and those surrounding it. He was planning a special festival featuring the return of some of the most notable Kimono Girls that have ever graced the stage. Some were singers, others dancers or businesswomen – all famous and beloved but none more so than Erika.

Her addition into the rosters will certainly boost morale and would bring a large crowd into the city. Morty wanted to see the streets filled with laughing people again. He knew many would show up for a chance to see their pretty idols performing but with the addition of Erika he could also attract people who just wanted to see one of Johto’s finest trainers. It would be so fun and exciting – a reprieve from the war! It would be so fun and exciting but it wouldn’t be a grand success without Erika. It would be a success, no doubt (because Morty’s festivals were always a success) but it wouldn’t be a grand success. “Oh…nothing.” He lied. “So, where’s that cookie shop? We must eat and catch up!!”