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--- place:njoty:pterygotamorphic-pokemon-science-center [2012/11/30 15:18] – created pinkgothic
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-The **Pterygotamorphic Pokémon Science Center** is a research center in the outskirts of Njoty. It
+The **Pterygotamorphic Pokémon Science Center** is a research center in the outskirts of [[place:Njoty]].
-also houses the [[:Sehto gym circuit|Path Badge pokégym]].
+It also houses the [[:Sehto gym circuit|Path Badge pokégym]].
 =====Descriptions From Sessions=====
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 scattering from the milky wall to his right, seeming to contain more plants, no doubt for research
 purposes.
+The wall to his left seems to have a slight curvature, as if to emphasise the organic nature of this
+entire floor, sliding doors that could move to cover each other but instead are just ajar enough to
+allow comfortable and easy passage by a single human being. Rucksack totted, determination coiling
+around every fibre, Dakarai N'Sehla approaches the same.
+"It's the 'fur', I think," Cecile Madhukar runs fingernails gently and carefully across a Spinarak's
+back, sat in a casual lotus on the hard ground of the classically designed arena. To her right, purely
+transparent glass makes up a wall of two storeys worth of height, square metres of the rooms beyond
+compact - her living quarters, furniture plainly viewable. Ahead, light filters in gradient from a
+wall of shifting translucency - opaque light pastel browns shrink sideways as if escaping heat. The
+top of the wall is letting the daylight spill across the arena like inverse, gentle, lethargic flames.
+Half a minute later, they're up in between the dark red felt couches of Cecile's living room, with
+her unclipping the box, opening it, only to retrieve a metallic, stylised dragonfly pin, its tail
+bent to the left only to end in a wicked scorpion's stinger. It's intricately crafted - a small work
+of art - even if the colour itself is entirely unexciting, almost dull. It rests for a moment in her
+right palm, before she's handing it to Dakarai in silence, almost squinting up at him, herself
+lowered to height of that matt glass table, him stood beside her.
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