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Fandom Pokemon Hybrid Safehouse

Luna looked around, her eyes shifting around. She smiled, looking to one of the large set of doors, finding the big library. "Woah." She said, looking around.
 
Cevelt paused before wondering if he should ask about what Luna 'woah-ed' about. Stepping in beside her at the large doors, he remained silent and listened to the echoes, mapping the doors into his mind before turning slightly to where Luna was standing in awe.
 
Luna smiled, running inside. "So many books." She whispered. She giggled, twirling around in the room. Her crown jingled as she stopped, looking at Cevelt. She had realized he was blind, but she found it rude to point out.
 
Smiling lightly, Cevelt realised the room was a library, and a rather large one at that, and also filled to the brim with stories and information. "There are a lot." He couldn't help but wonder if there were any kind of books that were in braille.
 
Luna smiled, wandering around. She opened a few books, seeing a section with brail books. "Oh! You would like some of these too!" She said, walking around.
 
((I am so sorry, but I'm about to hit the hay.. Night!))


Quickly following the other hybrid as she left quickly, Cevelt was quite curious by what she meant about how Cevelt would like something, probably books. Stopping for a second Cevelt learned that there was much more to the library than he originally thought, and he couldn't find the location of the door. Instead of panicking, he just continued to follow Luna carefully, seeing if he could locate anything similar to the large structure, just to. know the basic afea of where he was.
 
((M'kay!))


Luna took a few books off the shelves, then sitting in a big chair and starting to read.
 
Some time later, Devon was pulled out of the macabre tales, startled into realizing that, yes, his body did, in fact, require sustenance. Blushing lightly in embarrassment and hoping that no one else in the large library had heard his stomach growling (though it seemed horribly loud to his sensitive ears), the dark haired teen tore off a bit of his shirt to use as a makeshift bookmark, quietly making his way out of the library and back to his claimed room across the hall. Dropping the book off there, he wandered off in search of a kitchen. Most likely somewhere on the first floor...
 
Finally making his way out of the library, Cevelt continued to explore, being very careful on the stairs as he half flew half walked around. Finally making it to the livingroom area, he sat down on the far end of the couch and fumbled with the remote until he turned the tv on. Just listening and trying to picture the show that was on inside his mind.
 
Luna had given up on her book and decided to go eat. Walking towards the door, she looked around, noticing Cevelt gone. She shrugged and walked towards her room, dropping off her book she walked down to the first door and to a room labeled kitchen. She smiled and opened the doors, hoping there was something to eat.
 
Scintilla heard noises coming from the living room area. She followed the sound and saw that boy watching a tv. She sat down next to him on the floor silently, entranced with the pictures.
 
Having successfully found the kitchen, Devon was in the middle of making himself a simple sandwich, rummaging around in the fridge in search of pickles. They were all the way at the back... Ears perking up as his body stiffens, the dark haired boy turns slowly to see the girl that had just entered. "U-umm... I-I'll just... go..." He went closed the fridge and made his way to the large island-counter-thing in the middle of the (rather impressive) kitchen so he could grab his not-quite-finished (it only had the bread, meat and cheese; no pickles or ranch yet) sandwich and make his retreat.
 
Luna smiled, cocking her head to the side. "It's fine. I won't bother you." She said, walking towards the pantry to grab food.
 
Cevelt barely heard another come up to him and sit on the couch, clearly they were going to be watching the television. Giving a small nod as a greeting towards the fusion he turned back to the tv, continuing his little task of picturing the events happening.
 
Pausing, Devon considered his options. After a moment, he nodded and quickly went back to digging around for the pickles. Sandwiches were quick and easy to make, so it wouldn't be long until he was back in his room and out of the way of the other residents. He did want to make a friend at some point in his life, but he was kind of a tiny bit terrified of getting close to someone only to get hurt and betrayed.
 
Luna smiled and passed him and walked towards the cup board, grabbing a bag of salt and vinegar chips, nutella, and some pretzels. "Yum." She mumbled.
 
((Sorry I haven't been on in so long, but I'm afraid I'm only here to tell you that I'm going to be gone even longer... You guys can take over the RP if you want, just pretend I was never here... Something came up, and... Sorry again...))
 

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