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pyritechnics[Jo turns off the heat, shucks off her oven gloves, and casts a clean tea-towel over the steaming pot on the stove. The air hangs heavy with spices as she peers out the steamed-up kitchen windows, smeared and buffeted by Pyrite's grime and sandstorms, into the barely discernible dark outside.
With her hands no longer occupied (Jo casts an eye over the lightly steaming pot and bowls of pathetic looking—read: Orre-standard—salad), there's another murmur of unease in her stomach. Squinting out of the dirtied panes at the smudges of light in the town, it's almost possible for Jo to pretend that her worry is for her absent guest...rather than the fact that she even has one. This whole entertaining thing has become a foreign art in recent times.
It's not really working: even trying to worry about Elisa is hard. Elisa's a big girl, she can take care of herself, though Jo had been sure to insist her young guest keep at least one Pokemon out on the way to her run-down apartment in one of Pyrite's rougher neighbourhoods (considering "rough" is most of Pyrite on a good day, she had been particularly strict that Elisa come with a pal of sorts). But the girl was tough...and she liked that. All the more reason for this evening to go right.
She busies herself with lighting candles and checking that Elisa's "surprises" are all in place, and waits for her date to arrive.]
With her hands no longer occupied (Jo casts an eye over the lightly steaming pot and bowls of pathetic looking—read: Orre-standard—salad), there's another murmur of unease in her stomach. Squinting out of the dirtied panes at the smudges of light in the town, it's almost possible for Jo to pretend that her worry is for her absent guest...rather than the fact that she even has one. This whole entertaining thing has become a foreign art in recent times.
It's not really working: even trying to worry about Elisa is hard. Elisa's a big girl, she can take care of herself, though Jo had been sure to insist her young guest keep at least one Pokemon out on the way to her run-down apartment in one of Pyrite's rougher neighbourhoods (considering "rough" is most of Pyrite on a good day, she had been particularly strict that Elisa come with a pal of sorts). But the girl was tough...and she liked that. All the more reason for this evening to go right.
She busies herself with lighting candles and checking that Elisa's "surprises" are all in place, and waits for her date to arrive.]
