[center][h1][b][color=lemonchiffon]Tilly[/color][/b][/h1][/center]
[center][i][b]Prologue Modus, no inventory/pokemon information available at this time.[/b][/i][/center]
[hr][hr]— [b][i]Participant(s):[/i] [@Ryik], [@PlatinumSkink], [@Azure Bubbles], [@Yankee]
— [b][i]Location:[/i][/b] Byjerlfal City, Camphor's Lab Interior
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Uhm... Was this lad a bit thick in the head? Because it seemed he had completely missed Tilly's not-so-subtle comment and somehow misinterpreted it as an actual answer related to Pokemon... And... What was he on about? Contests and skateboarding... What? Perhaps he was just trying to have a laugh, or simply wasn't into casual innuendos? Judging by the fact that he was staring so intently at her face, that might've been it.

... Yeah... That seemed to be it... Following her comment about him trying to win over the ladies, this Toshinobi or Toshinomi or whatever his name was, went on to babble about also having the desire to make buds with the other bro-hams in the building. He... He didn't seem to get what she was putting down, was he...?

But then the boy went and tried to pour on the honey again. With a line so cliché it could've come straight out of one of those cheesy old romance films from half a century ago. The guy's attempt at being smooth, coupled with his apparent self-confidence in his own ability to make girls swoon - and that wink... That wink...! - made the corners of Tilly's mouth twitch.

[color=lemonchiffon]"O'eavens... Aren' you a charmer~"[/color] She said, with a very quiet, stifled snort of quick laughter. She then took a small step forward, stared right into Toshi's eyes with her own, half-closed, cat-like peepers. [color=lemonchiffon]"'At's dangerous, y'know'? [i]A girl could ge'used to 'at sorta trea'ment~[/i]"[/color] She said this last part in a lowered, hush and particularly more sultry voice, before giving Toshi's right ear a quick, sudden blown jet of air. Then she returned  to taking a step back and smiling at him, wryly and mischievously like the little purrloin she was.

[color=lemonchiffon]"Nice'n all t'mee'cha, Tooshi.  Maybe we'll run in'o each other on tha' walk later, ye?"[/color] She said, giving him a little dainty wave, before moving on... To inspect something else in the lounge-y lab. And yes, she had purposefully called him 'Tooshi', not Toshi'.

[i]Moments later...[/i]

Tilly was stopped in her tracks, this time by a new voice that came - almost - running up on her position.

It was another boy. This one with a bit of a ... Urm... What would be a polite way to describe him? Not that Tilly was particularly polite... [i]Eccentric[/i]...? Yeah, Let's go with that... Why the cape though...? Anyway, an eccentric-looking young fellow who had a little pokemon riding on his shoulder. kinda simliar to Melissa in a lot of ways, same vibe and energy largely.

The dude started off in a bombastic fashion, declaring loudly who he was with a... Was... Was that one of those '[i]Papa will hear of this![/i]'-voices...? For real? Wait... No... Wait, he was trailing off... And letting his eyes wander.... All over the goods... And now his voice turned mouse-y and quiet, while his face got [i]that[/i] look...

You know, [i]that[/i] look? The kind when an elementary school boy sees his young, highly attractive teacher for the first time and gets all confused and bewildered and doesn't really know what he's feeling because it's strange and new and a bit scary but also kinda exciting? Yeah, that... Or something very similar to that at least, judging by his eyes and expression.

This made him look very cute... Kinda like a lovestruck pupper, or small child. Even though, in fact, the boy [i]was[/i] taller than Tilly... As was apparenlty the norm in this place... Bloomin' giants everywhere..:! Not that it bothered her! Not at all! Not one bit! Nope! Not Tilly! There was [i][b]absolutely[/b][/i] nothing wrong with her height! But... Getting back to this new arrival... His choice of words were... Well.. In contrast to Toshi, this guy was about as smooth and subtle as a Mamoswine. A fact that made the girl smirk.

[color=lemonchiffon]"'Ello Victor, name's Tilly."[/color] She replied, turning around slowly to face him head on. She tilted her head slightly to the side, eyes still half-closed from earlier and a playful smile on her face. [color=lemonchiffon]"See somethin' tha' ye like? Or jus' lookin' for sumthin'~?"[/color] She asked in a relaxed, unabashed and unbothered, yet still cheeky, tone of voice.

Thus, she could return all her attention back to poor old Victor here. Because his comment about her 'not'wearing a lot', made her giggle.

[color=lemonchiffon]"'Is warm  ou'side, mate. 'Is  amoun'o skin's normal for tha' temp we're 'avin'."[/color] That was... Probably not a lie... After all, this particular part of Eidda wasn't exactly chilly or cold. But... Tilly might've been - realistically - a bit on the [i]lighter[/i] side of dress, for sure. After all, The girl wore a skirt that could very easily turn into a belt if she so much as sat down, and her top was... Well.. It did it's best. No jacket either. Just those red-tinted glasses still atop her head.

[i]Even More Later...[/i]

Once her conversation with the caped crusader came to a conclusion, Tilly once was again left to her own devices. As she stood about, planning her next move, her keen eyes spotted something. or rather, [i]someone[/i]. It was a messy-haired brunette with glasses, standing next to the wall at the far end of the lounge-y lab... Apparently trying to get absorbed into said wall as if it were a sponge... Uhm... Was... Was she alright...?  As she contemplated approaching and thecking if the lass was all good, Tilly's concenrs were readily resolved on their own. The glamorous girl - witht he nice legs and painted face - stepped up to the challenge and strode over, striking up a chat with the poor, trembling, skittish-looking dear.

Good. That was a relief. She seemed ... Put together...? Yeah. The other blonde in the snazzy dress could handle it. For now, if nothing else.