smash_logs | [closed] meeting up

Who: N and Cilan
What: They hang out to try to get to know each other personally
Where: Stadium
When: A SUNDAY. 12/02 or 12/09 (will be edited)
Warnings: Nothing srs.

Cilan had heard of Team Plasma and everything that happened back then from the other gym leaders. He knew well enough that N wasn't the one who had caused all that trouble when they had taken over the Elite Four. From the last time they talked on the networks, Cilan grew quite curious of the other. Indeed, he had seen the other when N had challenged the gym to get into the elite four, but back then Cilan didn't take the time to think about it. So when they had decided to meet up during the weekend, Cilan decided he would take this opportunity to get to know the other as much as he could.

It took some time for him to get to the Stadium, not being used to the campus quite yet. His Pansage hopped around at his feet as Cilan carried a pack filled with various sweets, including the macaroons N had requested. He took a curious look around his surroundings when he got there, wondering if N had arrived before him.

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"Now, now, no need to be impatient, my friend. It won't be much longer."

Before Cilan sat one N Harmonia, planted right atop a cute picnic blanket he'd picked just for the occasion. Honestly, it was a tablecloth he'd recycled, given he was trying to save up Christmas funds for gifts for his friends, but it worked well enough. At his side sat a very grumpy-looking Zoroark with a Joltik on his head, and in the distance, all of his other Pokemon - Swoobat, Carracosta, and such - could be seen frolicking and enjoying the remaining wisps of autumn air.

"I promise," he comfortingly whispered to Zoroark as he petted his long, fluffy mane, "that he will be here soon. It should be any moment now..."

He trailed off, catching a bouncing Pokemon in the distance that wasn't his, and he lifted his eyes to find them both standing (er, in Pansage's case, hopping) there. He brightened up, nudging his cranky Pokemon to take a look.

"Such as now! Hello."

"Ah, um, hello!" Cilan greeted with a smile and a wave with his open hand as he walked up to where N was. "Oh, it already looks like, um, a nice party going on!"

Pansage, being quite a social Pokemon, went ahead to get acquainted with N's Pokemon as he hopped over to the Zoroark and Joltik.

"I hope, um, I haven't made you wait.... long." Cilan continued to speak as he gave a small bow ~~like that animated sprite in B2W2~~.

"Oh, no," reassured N, lifting his gaze from Zoroark as the Pokemon greeted Pansage. He was still uncomfortable with humans, unfortunately, but with Pokemon, Zoroark was perfectly mellow, reacting to the new company with an acknowledging nod.

"It's quite alright. Here, sit down," he urged, patting the seat just next to him, a fluffy little patch of grass that seemed very comfy. "Did you bring the macarons?"

Joltik perked visibly at the sound of 'macarons'. He specifically enjoyed sweets.

"Ah, yes!" Cilan replied cheerfully as he took his seat, bringing up the pack (basket? ~~a container~~) to present to the other. "I have made, um, different kinds, like ones with different colors... and some different, um, flavors and shapes. I hope... err you didn't mind that."

He opened the pack to display the snacks in different assortments and colors to the other and his Pokemon.

"I, um, lost track of time when, um, I went to made the snacks." He gave a small, embarrassed laugh. "I guess my habit of... being a waiter went a little out of control and, um, made so many different kinds..."

"That is fine. I am sure everyone will devour them," he noted, idly taking a velvety mauve one with some sort of dark filling. It reminded him of blueberries, maybe blackberries, in color. Maybe that's what this one was?

"They all look fantastic. May I try one now?"

Joltik wasn't even bothering to ask. It took to one of the yellowish ones - lemon curd macarons, perhaps - and began to nibble on it. At least one of the party of many seemed to enjoy it.

"Ah, yes! Please help yourself!" Cilan replied cheerfully as he gave a smile. "I have, um, brought some drinks as well! I'm not as, um, good as my brother, Chili, and heating up water... But they should be, um, very good to... what was the word... compliment with the snacks!"

He also pulled out two tea cups and a thermometer that consisted of tea he had made just before leaving the dormitory.

Very well, then! It seemed like it was fine with the permission given, and so he bit down into it, immediately understanding the mixed berry flavors. It looked like his guess was correct! He had to wonder what tea he made to go with the macarons, though. Would it compliment the berry flavor?

"I don't see why not," N babbled, leaning in a little to sniff at the tea like a curious puppy. "What kind of tea is this?"

"It is Darjeeling white tea." Cilan replied with a smile. "Tea is, um, only meant to accompany macaroons today, so I have went for the white leaves that, err, doesn't give a strong scent or taste. ...Not to mention that, um, I cannot heat up water in a higher temperature nicely... It's one of my personal favorites, um, white tea, that is. Mild and somewhat mellow, as well as sweet."

He took a pause then, and lightly scratched his cheek.

"I, um, wasn't sure what kind of tea you prefer. I apologize if you prefer other kind of tea." There was also next time, too, he added to himself.

N couldn't say he's ever had Darjeeling. In fact, he wasn't even sure what Darjeeling was. Was it simply some kind of plant or herb? It made the most sense to him.

"I have never had this specific tea before... but I would like to try it," he told him, stating his clear approval. "May I have a cup now? That is, if you do not mind."

He couldn't see why not.

"Yes, of course!" Cilan replied cheerfully as he poured N a cup and handed it to the other.

"If you'd take a breath in before you drink it," Cilan explained in his usual clumsy speech, "you'd have a faint floral scent. White tea is of the lighter, more sweet taste, as compared to black. Black teas are usually more heavy in taste, and require a higher temperature to brew for best taste."

Cilan explained more about the tea as he poured himself a cup as well, and took in the smell for a moment before taking a sip.

Thankfully, N hardly minded babbling, given he, too, was a man of many words. He listened to him attentively, and obediently, he took a soft whiff at his suggestion. It definitely was floral and sweet, but it had something else mighty complex beneath its aroma. He quickly made his opinion known, the slightest smile gracing his face.

"It does smell like that, although... I would also say it has a bit of an earthy undertone to its scent, don't you think? It reminds me of a forest on a dry day, somewhat," he told him before taking a little sip. He gave a hum of approval before taking yet another, being careful with its heat. Not bad, not bad at all.

[closed] meeting up

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i am a loser for looking up different kinds

neveeeer

please forgive me tagging so super slow

s'all good!

i am deprived of tea knowledge /cry

AHHAdghkhg it's ok!

CILAN'S SUCH A NERRRRDDD

GOD WHAT A CUTIE THO