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jasmine come hither

[Yo come knock yourself out here.

Me and Melissa will help guide you Elliot. Make a starter to start everything.]

[Unfortunately for Jasmine, there had been a certain other boy walking along the shorelines of Olivine. It seemed as though he was taking pictures of the ocean from the piers, and had come back from doing so. A little experience from this could probably help him in future coordination tricks in the future, but hey. Maybe he wanted memories from this too. But there's an apparent smile on his face as he's humming to himself.

Or at least there was, until he paused for a moment, his eyes focusing in on the girl that was sitting there on the beach. Huh...since when had she been there? He hasn't seen too many people here today, but...still. But to him, he was already shooting up his hands, forming a box with his fingers, like he was taking a picture of Jasmine, himself.]

Hey! [He actually shouted to her, himself blinking a few more times.] What are you doing here all alone? It doesn't seem like a beautiful place to be, especially at this time. [Unfortunately, he hasn't quite realized who he was speaking to, but...]

Jasmine shot up immediately, swiveling her head backwards to look at her afternoon assailant. He kept talking about beauty, surely he wasn't...

"Ruby?!" Flabbergasted, the girl curled her arms in front of her chest, into a rather sharp pout. "Don't scare me like that...!" Soon she dulled her misguided rage and exhaled deeply into the chilly air, her breath twisting and curling about before becoming one with the sky. "At least...t-tell me when you're coming for a visit so suddenly...would you?"

Jasmine had, unfortunately, met Ruby during a vacation to Hoenn. During her time off from the league she decided to travel to exotic places, namely the aforementioned Hoenn as well as the modernized Unova. Out of all the people she had met, Ruby was certainly the most...eccentric. Not that she minded his attitude; optimism was certainly welcome in her conscience, but his constant rambling of beauty ~~and invasion of her personal space~~ irked her from time to time.

However...he had shown her much beauty, in the form of Pokemon Contests, which she came to adore during her vacation. She had only Ruby to thank for that.

"I-if you were going to sneak up on me...you could have at least...brought me something..."

[...wait, the girl knew him? He's blinking a little bit in confusion as his tilts his head. Has he met her before? Hold on, he's digging into his data banks for the time being to see who this i-

Hold on.. The visible shock is setting in on his face as he's realizing who he's talking to in the first place. Oh boy. It's Jasmine, huh? That girl he met a while back when she came to visit from Johto...it's been a while, but he clearly remembers their little shenanigans together. That, and the fact that this girl doesn't put much time into her appearance as much as he would like her to.

That being said, there's a visible grin on his face once he does remember the girl, followed by a quick thumbs up and a nervous laugh on him.] I...I didn't recognize you there, which is a little bad on my part, but it took me a while to remember that sense of style. [So he says, his nose up in the air.] I mean, who else would wear it? It's only centered around Jasmine, after all.

But if you wanted something from me, you're out of luck. I merely came to take pictures of the landscape to give me inspiration later. [I.E; what he should use for contests next.] That, and I was going to ask you for a nice chat. [He's totally making this part up.]

"A nice chat, huh..."

Jasmine could smell the lies off the boy from a mile away, much less the few feet that separated them now. With all the nonsense he gave her over her fashion sense in the past, she hardly believed that he 'didn't notice her'.

"My...s-sense of style...is perfectly fine...! We've been over this already..." Her pout worsened. What a rude way to address someone you had known for so long! She fumed silently to herself while her sandal dug itself rhythmically into the sand. Part of her didn't even want to continue this conversation, as she knew where it would eventually end up; nonsensical rambling about changing her look, how she was bland...it wasn't as if she didn't know that about herself already.

"You're not going to find any inspiration here...it's cold, and grey, and boring...w-which I don't mind being, by the way...!"

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