Author: SkarmorySilver
SkarmorySilver/Iximaz
Nuzlockes
"So, you've played through Omega Ruby?" I asked, my fingers still busily typing. "I'm really jealous - I've never had a 3DS, let alone any of the games."
"Aww, poor you," Iximaz replied, scanning the fic for additional charge-worthy material.
"Luckily, once I get a stable income and take care of necessary costs, a 3DS will be the first thing on my mind, along with either Black or X." I stopped typing and sighed wistfully, hoping I'd be able to escape the authority of my family once I was done with my degree.
"Yeah, those are awesome," Iximaz replied. "I loved the Black and White storylines, and N is a great character."
"One of my friends on DeviantArt made a tickle pic of him once," I said suddenly.
She paused, looking at me with a very bemused expression. "Do I want to know?"
"Hey, if you don't like it, you don't have to ask. To each their own, as they say."
"Yeah, I guess I won't. YKINMK."
"Uh, what?"
"Your kink is not my kink."
"Oh, right. So, what are you writing?"
"A little info about a new agent," Iximaz explained. "His name's Zeb, and he was from my Diamond Nuzlocke. I plan to bring him into the PPC after this."
"Ah, so you're introducing a Pokemon agent as well?"
"Yep. I may or may not have taken a cue from you and Falchion when I made that decision. I'll have you know - when I caught a Skarmory in my Omega Ruby Nuzlocke run, you were the first person who came to mind."
I looked at her, surprised and quite honestly, rather touched.
"I know she was a girl, but I named her Falchion anyway. She was the reason I was able to make it through without losing anyone. Tanked all of the Elite Four members without dying."
I blushed, not knowing what to say.
"When I first caught and nicknamed her, I told her, 'You were named for a badass agent. I hope you live up to that name.'"
My heart fluttering in my throat, I found myself lost for words, and instead typed in, "*joyous armorbirb screeching*".
"Birb?" Iximaz asked, before bursting out laughing.
I hastily deleted the message and said, "It's a Tumblr thing. Intentional mispelling for funny."
"How do I shot web?"
It was my turn to laugh this time as I started typing once more. "More or less," I said - though we both could tell from the blush on my face that I was hiding a little something more.