Nether-Merged [Midorikawa and Knock Out]

[Windchild]

@Midorikawa

Nix reached in her pocket for her keys. To the people of Blackthorn City, she was Ace Trainer Nix, who had moved in recently. However, she didn't have any Pokemon.

Upon finding the keys, her blue eyes widened. "Okay, Acie. I'm home." She muttered to herself. Making some slight adjustments to the curls of her equally-blue hair, she inserted the keys into the lock and opened the door. She closed it behind her, with a barely audible bang.

 

[Midorikawa]

"Welcome home. Dinner will be ready soon," Ace told Nix smiling as she walked in. Over the past year they had become serious moving in together in a house in Blackthorn City. Of course the two weren't alone in the house as his father was staying with them. He had managed to get a job in the city that allowed for him to work without any problems. It was a relief to live somewhere from his hometown where he was hated.

 

[Windchild]

"Good. I hope it's hot, because it certainly is cold out." Nix shivered, but only to add credence to her claim. She no longer felt things such as 'warm' or 'cold', nor did either have much of an effect on her anymore, but she wanted a warm dinner so that she didn't freeze Ace solid upon contact.

 

[Midorikawa]

"Of course it is as always." Ace was used to making sure dinner was warm to avoid problems due to what they were. "You mind getting my father? The foods ready," he asked her as he turned off the stove and started setting the table to eat.

 

[Windchild]

"Oh, sure. Bedroom, or office?" Nix took a brief whiff of the food. "Mm... Smells good."

 

[Midorikawa]

"Office. Also of course it's good. It's my cooking," he said proudly.

Ace's father sat in his office looking over some papers. He has short black hair that's starting to grey, and brown eyes. His old age has also caused for him to wear black framed glasses on his face when reading.

 

[Windchild]

Nix knocked on the door. "Dinner's ready, sir!" She hopped on one leg before switching to the other, and repeating the cycle. Continual movement had been paramount for her daily life since the events of the previous year.

 

[Midorikawa]

Ace's father stood up and opened the door. "Come now Nix. I told you to call me by my name or even call me dad or papa or even father," he frowned at her formalness. Anyone who made his son happy was okay in his book.

(I need a name for his father)

 

[Windchild]

"Sorry, dad. C'mon, dinner's especially good tonight!" Nix excitedly hopped backwards, then turned and skipped happily back to the dining room. "He's coming." She informed Ace.

 

[Midorikawa]

"Good," Ace said as he pulled out a chair for Nix while his father sat across from her. Ace sat between them when he sat down.

 

[Windchild]

Nix sat down and started eating. "It's great, as usual."

(What is for dinner, anyways")

 

[Midorikawa]

"His mother was an amazing cook too you know. She would have been so proud."

(Um...stew?)

 

[Windchild]

(Okay.)

Nix cocked her head. "I forgot that story. How did it happen, or am I being intrusive or ignorant?"

 

[Midorikawa]

"Don't worry you're not. My mother died giving birth to me so I never met her or knew her. That's all there is to the story," Ace said rather simply.

 

[Windchild]

"Ah. Now I remember. So, how was work today?" Nix stopped eating and took a big sip of water, a slight mist coalescing around her.

 

[Midorikawa]

"Same as usual. Day went by without any problems. How was your day?"

 

[Windchild]

"Great. I think I might get a raise soon!" Nix blew at the mist, making it shimmer very slightly. "We could use it."

 

[Midorikawa]

"Sorry I don't make more," Ace said quietly

 

[Windchild]

"It's fine." Nix assured him. "We have what we need, so this will be a bit of what we want."

 

[Midorikawa]

"As long as your happy," he replied smiling gently at her.