Need to talk privately with Cilan? Send him a message via the crystal or carrier pigeon? Want to meet with him without posting a log for it? Here's the place to do it!
[ his birthday was all the way back on halloween!!! not that he even celebrated himself but . . . anyway, presents. a huge fwoosh of silence, as if cilan has given him a slap in the face. it was bad enough that red had already decided to get him something, at least he's more or less prepared for that because red is a big dumb loser, but— he wasn't expecting it at all from cilan.
how does he—
could you tell me where you will be? no. stop by and get it from us sometime before the party if you''d prefer? also no. ]
I said I didn't—
[ i didn't want anything. it's a mix of embarrassment and at a loss of what to do that seeps, trickles from his end. who knew accepting gifts was this hard? ]
I'll just— [ —well. ] I'll . . . Get it later.
[ or magnezone could get it for him because he's a huge nerd. ]
[ after the party hnnng. he should have been specific about the "later". sorry cilan, camping out requires staying in the wilderness for like . . . two days! so! ]
. . . I could just— [ a shrug. ] Get it now or whatever.
Really? [Oh, now he actually sounds surprised for a second, but very quickly this surprise changes to joy.] Yes, of course you can! I'm at home at the moment, so I'll certainly be able to give it to you now if you stop by!
[This is accompanied by a very quick mental image of the building where Cilan lives so that Silver knows where to go!]
[ YOU ARE SO WEIRD WITH YOUR HAPPINESS AT HIM . . . !!!!! ]
. . . Alright.
[ it's not without it's misplacement, because cilan is just!! way too pleasant for him! it's all silver says though, for soon enough ( at least with the right amount of wandering and searching, he's found what he thinks is the right place.
[Well if you think that dealing with that happiness over the crystals is weird, I can only imagine what it will be like to deal with it in person now as Cilan opens the door to greet Silver.
...Wow you actually showed up, that's kind of shocking to be honest. But, Cilan smiles brightly all the same.]
Silver, hello! It's so good to see you! [With the door hanging open now, Silver might be able to tell that there is apparently some serious cooking going on judging by the scent coming from the kitchen. And soon, Cilan steps aside, offering entry.]
Would you like to come inside for a moment? I need to take care of something in the kitchen first, and then I'll be able to grab your gift.
[Or Silver could wait outside if he prefers, but Cilan is way too much of a gentlemen to not at least offer the option to be allowed to wait inside instead.]
he can smell it. he can smell it and he's denying to himself how good it seems. it is not good. he does not want it. it isn't hard for silver to make a decision though, and rather quickly, he puts a hand up in response. ]
[He'll leave Silver to wait there, but he keeps the door hanging open in case Silver changes his mind. Give or take a few seconds, one of Cilan's Pokemon appears at the door--Pansage, who is peering out and looking at Silver curiously (probably wanted to see who it was) before it then disappears back inside.
The Pokemon then suddenly comes back with a mug of something warm (hot chocolate from the looks of it?) to drink that it holds up and offering to Silver. Here, do you want one of these while you're waiting?]
[ he will not! they were good to go, in that case. silver keeps his hands in his pockets, looks down, to the left, the right. he catches the pansage, only gives him a brief look before his attention turns elsewhere. he remembers the pokemon from sometime ago, but it's not like he'll keep looking into cilan's house. so, he turns his body to face the side.
until pansage comes back with a mug in paw. uh—
wow this is just as awkward as with people. ]
No, I— [ er— he holds his hands out in a gesture that's supposed to say "no", but . . . ! ] Put it back.
[Unfortunately (for you, Silver), this is a case of a Pokemon that takes heavily after it's trainer; like Cilan, his Pokemon are all very friendly and hospitable towards just about everyone (...with the possible exception of Stunfisk, it's hard to tell what on earth that Pokemon is actually thinking or feeling half of the time) which might be why Pansage tilts his head a little at Silver, confused. Are you sure you don't want it? It's very good!
Otherwise if Silver still doesn't want it, the Pokemon is gonna take it for itself, drinking from the mug as it takes a seat right there on the step. Hope you like having company for a little while, Silver, before Cilan comes back to the door.]
Hey, sorry about the hold-up. [At noticing Pansage out here, he simply gives the Pokemon an amused look before he turns his attention towards Silver, holding out what appears to be his gift.] I hope I didn't make you wait too long, but... here, this is for you!
[It appears to be a box of food, particularly colorful macaroons and other assorted sweets that can be seen sitting at the top, including some treats that seem to be tailored to be something specifically for Pokemon, no doubt made by Cilan himself. There's also a note sitting on top in the form of what appears to be a note with what you'd usually expect, friendly words and well wishes for the upcoming new year. (There's also a bit of an apology in that he wasn't sure what sort of things you would like in addition to just food (you're a hard person to peg in terms of interests/hobbies outside of Pokemon stuff), but hopefully the food and treats for your Pokemon will suffice for now?)]
[ and now comes the hardest part. receiving. all the while silver watches, he almost forgets to actually take the gift, yet doing so when awkwardness hits, holding his hands out carefully to take the box of assorted sweets. his eyes sweep over the note on top, and looking between the goods and cilan, silver blinks, looks unsure of himself for a moment.
geez—
he almost doesn't know what to say, lips pressing together, but then, quietly and lowering his head a bit ( is that . . . an attempt at bowing . . . ? ]
. . . Thanks.
[ it's just all— wow. that's what he should say, right? there's a frown there oh so desperate to tug at his lips, it's a bit visible— but more than that is just how lost he is on how to take people that want to actually gift him, his pokemon ( not even he had in mind to gift his pokemon ). silver makes sure he's straightened up, giving a nod, a brief moment of silence, before getting ready to leave.
he wasn't too big on sweets— but cilan's were actually good. not that he'd admit it anywhere, but it's there. that, and his pokemon are soon to be big fans of his food. ]
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how does he—
could you tell me where you will be? no. stop by and get it from us sometime before the party if you''d prefer? also no. ]
I said I didn't—
[ i didn't want anything. it's a mix of embarrassment and at a loss of what to do that seeps, trickles from his end. who knew accepting gifts was this hard? ]
I'll just— [ —well. ] I'll . . . Get it later.
[ or magnezone could get it for him because he's a huge nerd. ]
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Despite Silver's clearly hesitant answer, it's met with an enthusiastic-sounding clap of hands here.]
Excellent! In that case, I'll make sure to have it ready for you to pick up sometime after the party, okay?
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[ after the party hnnng. he should have been specific about the "later". sorry cilan, camping out requires staying in the wilderness for like . . . two days! so! ]
. . . I could just— [ a shrug. ] Get it now or whatever.
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[This is accompanied by a very quick mental image of the building where Cilan lives so that Silver knows where to go!]
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. . . Alright.
[ it's not without it's misplacement, because cilan is just!! way too pleasant for him! it's all silver says though, for soon enough ( at least with the right amount of wandering and searching, he's found what he thinks is the right place.
sooo . . . ! knock knock! ]
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...Wow you actually showed up, that's kind of shocking to be honest. But, Cilan smiles brightly all the same.]
Silver, hello! It's so good to see you! [With the door hanging open now, Silver might be able to tell that there is apparently some serious cooking going on judging by the scent coming from the kitchen. And soon, Cilan steps aside, offering entry.]
Would you like to come inside for a moment? I need to take care of something in the kitchen first, and then I'll be able to grab your gift.
[Or Silver could wait outside if he prefers, but Cilan is way too much of a gentlemen to not at least offer the option to be allowed to wait inside instead.]
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he can smell it. he can smell it and he's denying to himself how good it seems. it is not good. he does not want it. it isn't hard for silver to make a decision though, and rather quickly, he puts a hand up in response. ]
I'll wait.
[ out here, that is. he just prefers it. a lot. ]
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[He'll leave Silver to wait there, but he keeps the door hanging open in case Silver changes his mind. Give or take a few seconds, one of Cilan's Pokemon appears at the door--Pansage, who is peering out and looking at Silver curiously (probably wanted to see who it was) before it then disappears back inside.
The Pokemon then suddenly comes back with a mug of something warm (hot chocolate from the looks of it?) to drink that it holds up and offering to Silver. Here, do you want one of these while you're waiting?]
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until pansage comes back with a mug in paw. uh—
wow this is just as awkward as with people. ]
No, I— [ er— he holds his hands out in a gesture that's supposed to say "no", but . . . ! ] Put it back.
[ before cilan sees!!!! ]
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Otherwise if Silver still doesn't want it, the Pokemon is gonna take it for itself, drinking from the mug as it takes a seat right there on the step. Hope you like having company for a little while, Silver, before Cilan comes back to the door.]
Hey, sorry about the hold-up. [At noticing Pansage out here, he simply gives the Pokemon an amused look before he turns his attention towards Silver, holding out what appears to be his gift.] I hope I didn't make you wait too long, but... here, this is for you!
[It appears to be a box of food, particularly colorful macaroons and other assorted sweets that can be seen sitting at the top, including some treats that seem to be tailored to be something specifically for Pokemon, no doubt made by Cilan himself. There's also a note sitting on top in the form of what appears to be a note with what you'd usually expect, friendly words and well wishes for the upcoming new year. (There's also a bit of an apology in that he wasn't sure what sort of things you would like in addition to just food (you're a hard person to peg in terms of interests/hobbies outside of Pokemon stuff), but hopefully the food and treats for your Pokemon will suffice for now?)]
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geez—
he almost doesn't know what to say, lips pressing together, but then, quietly and lowering his head a bit ( is that . . . an attempt at bowing . . . ? ]
. . . Thanks.
[ it's just all— wow. that's what he should say, right? there's a frown there oh so desperate to tug at his lips, it's a bit visible— but more than that is just how lost he is on how to take people that want to actually gift him, his pokemon ( not even he had in mind to gift his pokemon ). silver makes sure he's straightened up, giving a nod, a brief moment of silence, before getting ready to leave.
he wasn't too big on sweets— but cilan's were actually good. not that he'd admit it anywhere, but it's there. that, and his pokemon are soon to be big fans of his food. ]