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vocab_drabblesTitle: 'The Very Worst Part of You is Me'
Fandom: Pokémon (Spoilers for Pokémon Masters EX)
Author:but_can_i_be_trusted
Rating: G
Word Count: 205
Characters/Pairings: Giovanni
Warnings: None
Notes: Crossposted tolyricaltitles
Summary: Of course, that depended largely on one's perspective.
Giovanni kept to the shadows. The quieter places, where there were few people milling about. It wouldn't do any good for anyone to know that he was here. Not until he was ready to make his presence known. Just at present, however, Giovanni was busy exploring. Learning.
So this was Pasio. It was impressive. The island's verisimilitude was remarkable. No detail had been missed, in the attempt to create the illusion that the island was genuine, rather than a manmade model.
And evidently no expense had been spared. Artificial environments mingled together harmoniously, every bit as realistic as the genuine articles would be. Ice floes and volcanic calderas, forests and cave systems, had been artfully designed. If not for Giovanni's extensive research before arriving, he'd hardly be able to tell the difference.
Pasio appeared to be quite a place, filled with potential. What a shame it would be, if someone unscrupulous were to come along and attempt to take it over. That could easily be the worst thing to happen to a place like this.
Of course, that depended largely on one's perspective. What, to anyone else, would be a travesty sounded, as far as Giovanni was concerned, like an effort well worth his time.
Fandom: Pokémon (Spoilers for Pokémon Masters EX)
Author:
but_can_i_be_trustedRating: G
Word Count: 205
Characters/Pairings: Giovanni
Warnings: None
Notes: Crossposted to
lyricaltitlesSummary: Of course, that depended largely on one's perspective.
Giovanni kept to the shadows. The quieter places, where there were few people milling about. It wouldn't do any good for anyone to know that he was here. Not until he was ready to make his presence known. Just at present, however, Giovanni was busy exploring. Learning.
So this was Pasio. It was impressive. The island's verisimilitude was remarkable. No detail had been missed, in the attempt to create the illusion that the island was genuine, rather than a manmade model.
And evidently no expense had been spared. Artificial environments mingled together harmoniously, every bit as realistic as the genuine articles would be. Ice floes and volcanic calderas, forests and cave systems, had been artfully designed. If not for Giovanni's extensive research before arriving, he'd hardly be able to tell the difference.
Pasio appeared to be quite a place, filled with potential. What a shame it would be, if someone unscrupulous were to come along and attempt to take it over. That could easily be the worst thing to happen to a place like this.
Of course, that depended largely on one's perspective. What, to anyone else, would be a travesty sounded, as far as Giovanni was concerned, like an effort well worth his time.
