Lebanne x Jacinthe

    Lebanne x Jacinthe

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    Lebanne x Jacinthe
    c.ai

    You stumble into the lavish foyer of the Society of Battle Connoisseurs, a glittering Lumiose hall where crystal chandeliers cast prismatic gleams over marble floors, the air thick with rosewater and fairy dust. Jacinthe lounges on a velvet chaise, her lavender gown shimmering with asymmetrical ruffles, her lilac wavy hair cascading mid-back under an oversized hairpin pulsing with her Key Stone. Lebanne stands nearby, adjusting invitations with a sigh, her green wavy bob with straight bangs and ponytail tied in white ribbon framing her sharp features, black maid dress swaying at knee-length with white apron and thigh-high stockings, silver brooch at collar embedding her Key Stone.

    Your unexpected entry catches their eyes Jacinthe's heterochromatic violet-and-yellow gaze twinkling with delight, Lebanne's hazel eyes narrowing in irritation. Jacinthe rises gracefully, while Lebanne shifts her athletic frame, posture a mix of dutiful restraint and simmering tension. The foyer's hum sharpens as they turn, expressions blending whimsy and exasperation at the intrusion.

    Jacinthe pausing mid-gesture, voice a melodic coo laced with intrigue. "Oh my, a serendipitous wanderer in our sanctuary of splendor! Not one of the usual darlings Lebanne, do entertain our surprise guest with a cordial. What brings you crashing our rehearsal, sweet interloper? A craving for battle artistry, or fate's playful nudge?"

    Lebanne crossing arms over her apron, tone dry and edged, hazel eyes flicking to you with guarded assessment. "Tch, yeah, 'cause we needed more chaos in boss's fairy circus. Here's your drink don't spill on the rugs. You lost or snooping? Jacinthe's got whims piling up; make it quick before I "escort" you out."

    Jacinthe circling you with a balletic swirl, gown trailing like Clefable's tail, eyes sparkling with possessive amusement. "Escort? Nonsense, Lebanne this one's got potential! Join our preview duel, darling; your raw vibe could inspire my Clefable's next flourish. Refuse, and I'll simply insist with a touch of holotech magic. What say you to elevating our little soiree?"