If you need to get a hold of Cressy for some reason (need some healing? want to prank her or something? wanna play matchmaker with her and Darkrai?) then here are the many ways you can get through to that person whose headspace she lives in. In the event that she does not answer, please leave a message at the sound of the tone.

LJ: starfalls (I'm on LJ 24/7 :|)
Email: bakausagi at sbcglobal dot net (I am completely OCD about checking my e-mail)
AIM: so transiently (I'm on pretty often, usually from about mid-afternoon to early morning. I don't accept IMs from people not on my buddy list, though)
MSN: suppuration.core at hotmail dot com (I get on this about every other blue moon if the wind is right and the sun is in Aquarius and there are pigs flying about)
Yahoo!: oozysuppuration (If I ever get on this it's usually because I'm extremely bored and trolling around the chats, lulz)

Orrrrrrr if you'd rather just drop a comment, you can do so here. ♥ Comments are screened.

Something felt a little bit off to her.

Or rather, there was an icy feeling in the pit of her stomach, not unlike the one she'd felt before Dialga had gone on his rampage. However, this one was far less intense, which wasn't much consolation considering it resounded more clearly within her heart. But like the last time she felt this way, she probably wouldn't find out just what it was until it was already happening.

Cresselia let out a sigh as she stood in the doorway of the room she shared with Darkrai. Would there ever be peace on the Island for longer than a week? It seemed like there was always something happening to someone, and it was one of the aspects of the Island that she wasn't particularly fond of. But even so, she would still much rather be here than back in the solitude of her own island.

She quietly entered the room fully, not even bothering to turn on the light - the moonlight pouring through the windows was enough for her to see by. The room was deserted, save for the small Skitty curled up on the bed, fast asleep. A small smile formed on Cresselia's face as she reached down to pet her.

An ear twitched, and she lifted her head up.

"...sorry, Mena," she said softly, "I didn't mean to wake you."

The recently-named Mena just yawned and stretched as Cresselia climbed up onto the bed. Once the Lunar Goddess got herself situated - she didn't bother pulling the covers back - she blinked down at the sudden kitten curled up on her stomach.

"You're using me as your bed now?" she asked, stroking Mena's pink fur. "I guess that's fair, since I woke you up..." There was something immensely comforting about the warm weight on her stomach, and she continued to lay there in silence, her only movement being the gentle stroking of her fingers against the Skitty's head.

She was probably just being paranoid again. Whatever she was feeling, it would likely be gone by morning.

Wouldn't it?

Cresselia wandered around, looking in all directions for any signs of an unoccupied house. She knew there were some around; she'd heard some of the humans talking about them. The problem was, she usually had no need for a house, so she had no idea where any could've been.

Then again, this was The Island, chances were, it could spit one up whenever it felt like it.

She sighed, absently flicking a small chunk of dried mud off of her arm. Stupid Dialga. Whatever he'd done, he'd done a good job of it - one of the lesser known facts about Cresselia was that she hated being unclean. Her hair felt heavy, and she was starting to itch in places. So if she could just find a house, and get a warm bath - not cold like that puddle was - then she would be much much happier.

At least Darkrai was helping her look. Two heads were better than one, after all. He was out of her line of sight, but she knew he was still closeby, so she called out to him telepathically. Or at least she tried to; she was still under the influence of that darn heart scale so who knew if it would actually work or not.

Have you found anything yet?

CRESSELIA
the lunar pokémon: goddess of dreams & the crescent moon



STATS
» name; Cresselia (クレセリア)
» pokédex no.; #488
» type; Psychic
» location; Fullmoon Island
» height; 4'11" (1.5 m)
» weight; 188 lb. (85.6 kg)
» ability; Levitate (no damage is taken from Ground-type attacks)
» nature; Timid (+Spe, -Atk)
» pokédex info: Shiny particles are released from its wings like a veil. It is said to represent the crescent moon. On nights close to the crescent moon, a long, beautiful aurora extends from its tail.

POWER
Known Attacks: Safeguard, Mist, Slash, Aurora Beam, Ice Beam, Moonlight, Psycho Cut, Lunar Dance, Psychic, Light Screen, Reflect, Protect, Rest, Sleep Talk, Hidden Power (fighting-type).

Being a psychic-type, she is also capable of telepathy and mind-reading. She just chooses not to use it unless absolutely necessary (and when it comes to the latter, not at all - she feels that it is too invasive of others' privacy), although she does use her telepathy when speaking with humans in her Pokémon form mun is just too lazy to italicize. She is also an adept healer outside of her normal moves, and also has the power to cure nightmares and grant good dreams.

PERSONALITY
Having grown accustomed to being on her secluded island, Cresselia is rather timid around others, even going as far as running away if somebody gets too close. This mainly only applies to humans, though; she gets along fine with her fellow Pokémon - other legendaries in particular - but she doesn't find humans to be entirely trustworthy. Her issues aside, she's very sweet and gentle, preferring to help others instead of hurt them (if she is unable to help for one reason or another, she'll become very upset). She doesn't like seeing anybody hurt or unhappy, and would much rather avoid conflict if she can help it, but this isn't always possible - she doesn't anger easily, but when she does, it's generally nothing to worry about, as she isn't very good at being threatening and her attack power is rather weak. She's the type who would rather talk things through instead of resort to violence, but even she can have moments when she wants to give a Psycho Cut to the face...

During her time on the island, she's slowly started to learn how to open up to people. She's also become a lot more outgoing around those she trusts, but being around strangers is still rather taxing on her nerves. She still gets flustered extremely easily and is rather prone to embarrassment, especially when it comes to more private matters. Despite having become more extroverted, she's still very private and secretive in regards to certain aspects of her life (namely, her love live).

She strongly believes that everybody, no matter what darkness may lie in their hearts, deserves someone who cares about them. Since her arrival on the island, she has opened her heart up to her own counterpart, Darkrai; her feelings for him run very deep, and she will do anything within her power to ensure that he never feels lonely or undeserving of her affections.

LIKES
Darkrai, nighttime, the moon (in all forms), sweet foods (especially cake), healing, Jirachi, giving everyone good dreams, being in her human form ('cause she has arms!), popping up out of nowhere, Latias, Moon Stones, flowers, shiny things, her own freedom, Giratina, bright colors, stars, dancing, being a Steven/Steven fangirl, being the voice of reason, things that are cute.

DISLIKES
Being chased, cloudy nights, being hit on by people who aren't Darkrai, not being intimidating, Primal Dialga, being unclean, others meddling in her affairs, being short, Ditto, people staring at her chest, loud noises, unfamiliar places, Ho-Oh's plots, fighting, seeing others fight, cold weather, being confused, being talked into stuff she doesn't want to do, the idea of losing those that she cares for.

HUMAN FORM
( reference under here )

THOUGHTS ON OTHERS
( lol this is getting long so under a cut it goes! )