T-162: Kavi / Kavael

In the days leading up to the Phoenix Festival, people and Pokémon alike were frothing themselves up into a frenzy. The dramatic types were spinning themselves up to the peak of their energy, flitting to and fro as they gathered up all sorts of bright and gaudy decorations-- reds and oranges and yellows and golds, sparkling and shining as the volcanic city got ready to give thanks to a giant... flaming... bird. Sizzle didn't think much of this entire festival. The fires were nice, it ...

Kavi sighed as he drummed his fingers on the counter, looking at the sewing machine that had, once again, hopelessly jammed. Feathers were a challenging material to work with at the best of times, but he'd been hired to do a dance at the local drag bar, and there was no way he was going to be able to manage something with fiber optics or holographic projections with so little notice, and there was no way he'd be fucking around with fire, either. Not when patrons often...

The first time Kavi laid eyes on Sizzle, she had been a Salandit. It had been his sister holding her up, a slip of hissing white and red, doing her very best while she was being cuddled in a blanket to make sure that he knew that she, while perhaps very small, was a threat. It had been love at first site. "You didn't!" "Oh, but I did. She was one of the ones we were hatching out for the e...

Sylvangloam was a beautiful place. The shop that he walked by was new to him, or at least, the last times he had visited, he hadn't noticed that there were vendors after this particular bend in the road. There was nobody before or after her, and she'd made clear use of this perfect space to tuck herself into the town without interrupting the flow of traffic. When he'd talked with her, intent on having a light-hearted conversation, and maybe purchasing some of the various baked goods sh...