eeveelution family;; pokéhumans;; simi-lit;; CLOSED

[Howling W o l f.]

} flareon/kenna
} the flame pokémon
} 17 years old
} fire type
} bff;; jolteon and vaporeon

Kenna served the customer, then opened up her phone. She texted Emma, 'Hey Em. What's going on at your work? Any cool fossils?' She hit send, and pat the purrloin between the ears. "Purrr." it said, licking its nose. Kenna took a sip of her coffe, glancing around for her sisters. She sat it on the counter, looking out the window of the shop. Maybe she'd swing by the Battle Area later-- that always relaxed her.

[headphone raichu.]

} espeon/emma
} the sun pokémon
} 18 years old
} psychic type
} bff;; umbreon

Emma's phone vibrated in her pocket, but she was focused on the Tirtouga fossil that was laying in front of her. Just a bit more..., she though as she carefully picked a bit more dirt out from the slits in the Pokémon's shell. She smiled and leapt up from the table. "Victory!" She cried with joy, and Sophia swung her head to glance at her. "Did you finish?" Her boss asked, and Emma nodded enthusiastically. Sophia nodded, then pointed that the restoration machine. "You know what to do."

[Howling W o l f.]

} flareon/kenna
} the flame pokémon
} 17 years old
} fire type
} bff;; jolteon and vaporeon

Kenna waited by her phone, then gave up after what seemed to be like hours of waiting. She sighed, and started petting the purrloin. She went through senarios of what would happen if she put various spins on her attacks, or if she took deeper breaths. She stared off into space as she thought, and ringed wrung (which one?) up the occasional customer. Kenna reached for her coffee, but hit fur instead. Purrloin looked up from Kenna's cup, coffee on her muzzle. "Purrloin!"
"Mrrow?"
She sighed, and gently shoved the dark-type off the counter.

[Razzles]

[[Sorry for being a Slowpoke, guys. Recap?]]

[headphone raichu.]

{Not much has happened. Everyone is heading to work; Emma's about to restore a Tirtouga fossil and Kenna found a Purrloin in the café.}

[Razzles]

} glaceon/ariana
} the fresh-snow pokémon
} 16 years old
} ice type
} bff;; leafeon

Ariana didn't know how long it took for her to finish combing her hair, but she was certain that it was more than just five minutes, because when she put down her comb, she realized that the noises had stopped. Everyone else must have gone to work. Smiling at the now-peaceful atmosphere, the Glaceon girl stood up, made her bed, and then went out of her room. She was greeted with the sight of her youngest sister dashing from one spot to another, followed by flashes of light. "Well, good morning to you, furball," she voiced out as she headed straight to the kitchen, not caring whether the Eevee heard her or not. Was it even morning still? It didn't matter -- she wasn't going to work or somewhere important, anyway.

Upon entering the food area, Ariana gave a "Good morning" to Mimi as well, that time a little sweeter. At least she's doing something useful. She grabbed a plate as well as a fork and knife then two pieces of pancakes. She didn't pour a lot of maple syrup on them; the first time she did, her tongue suffered the horrible taste of over sweetness. The coldest sibling then began to consume her food quietly, though she wouldn't mind talking to the Leafeon lass... maybe after she had finished eating.

[↫mars↬]

} leafeon/mimi
} the verdant pokémon
} 16 years old
} grass type
} bff;; glaceon

Mimi waved hello to her sister as she grabbed some pancakes. She continued to clean up from breakfast in silence as she waited for Ariana to be finished. She looked out the window over the sink she was using and towards the forest. The birds were singing brilliantly and the clouds dotted the sky above the green trees. She saw a few forest Pokémon at the forest edge, a Sudowoodo and a Deerling, she thought.

[headphone raichu.]

} espeon/emma
} the sun pokémon
} 18 years old
} psychic type
} bff;; umbreon

Emma smile and raced to the massive machine on the opposite side of the entrance of the room. She looked down at the small fossil in her hands, patted it's back to with it luck, and carefully placed it in the center of the machine. Emma stepped out of the machine and hurried to the control panel. She pulled the leaver that made the doors close, then pressed the button that would make the Pokémon live once more. A loud siren went off, and steam started to block the small window that was the only source of light in the machine.

[headphone raichu.]

Since no one has been posting in a few months, this is officially closed.
Mods, please do not delete, I will probably try to bring this back in a few months as well.