"Roses don't know when they're dead."
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Ironic, isn't it? Aria, The Kalos Queen is wrapped in wealth & popularity. She's somebody who small children dream to be like one day, who adults admire for her throne at the top. Her spot in the societal h...
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"She can already tell that'd she swim through tidal waves just to touch his hand once more. Even if the current strength wont let her leave the shore"
A/N: Sorry for the late chapter, I know I promised earlier but I hit a writers block mid way through Ash's battle with Viola
Aria's full name is 'Ariana Astraea Cadieux'.
A/N: Big Thanks to @RemiGrezalea for beta testing this chapter.
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Camphier Town
10:49 Pm
Hotel A' La Lovely
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<..and this smoke, wont be my killer it's hope. That I, might finally rid of this ghost. It follows me around in little reminders all over this town..>
Music played through the tips of her rose-gold wireless headphones. A 4-4 beat mixed in the right amount of natural instrumental & synthesized beats entranced her mind with brilliantly written lyrics. Failing to do its task of drowning out the sounds of the pouring rain beating mercilessly down on the rooftop, keeping her sights away from the steaks of water lining the windows.
She still found her eyes lingering every-once and while. Distraction unavoidable.
From beside her, her newly evolved Braixen cooed. Her nuzzle borrowing into the side of Aria's leg.
After giving the Pokemon a quick pet, she turned her attention back towards the paper she was writing on.
It was the plan for her upcoming performance. Of course, she needs to come up with a whole slew of brand new idea's. As reusing old ones will only get her undesirable flak.
It's the part of Pokemon performances that nobody ever talks about. It's grueling, really. No matter how much she loves being up on stage, the 'planning & prep' aspect will never be fun.
Especially not when you have somebody like Palermo constantly breathing down your neck.
"...uh, maybe a flaming flower? But adding in Spritzee's dazzling gleam for dramatic effect?...But we'd need a stronger move then ember. That might be something for the future tho..."
Letting out a sigh, Aria's head fell onto the table. Bumping her expensive headphones against the solid wood.
She sighed in exasperation, letting it linger as her thoughts once again caught up to her. Her fingers gently drummed on the underside of the table.
