more stuff for our lostbetakids cosplay group! this time Rose and Shauna on prospit based on another short fic by Abbie c:
Fic by Abbie here:
In the depths of space, the golden dream planet of Prospit orbits Skaia in a serene drift. Towers and cities shine brightly and beautifully, the shimmer of yellow being visible from the chequered battlefield all day and night, presumably. On Prospit’s small moon, linked to the planet by a long thick chain, there is a tower looming above all others, topped with an orb. And at the very top of this tower, inside the orb was a typical Prospitian bedroom, where one player waits for another to wake up.
Rose had been sat chin-in-hands and elbows on her knees on the stool at Shauna’s bedside for ten minutes now and she was starting to get just a little bit bored. Admiring the posters on her walls had eventually become dull and she’d loss count counting all the pokéballs patterned on her bedsheets. The room was rather bare, with not much to do except look out the window.
Shauna had promised her that she would accompany her to meet with the Prospitian royalty in an attempt to convince them not to wage war with Derse, even though they both knew that they wouldn’t listen and the Prospitian’s defeat on the battlefield was inevitable. That was just how the game is played. But there’s no harm in trying, the two girls had agreed earlier.
Finally, Shauna’s dream self began to stir. Her hand twitched, then slowly, her eyelids fluttered open. Rose smiled as she watched her sit up with a groan, her dark hair falling forward with the tired hanging of her head.
"Ugh," Shauna said groggily. "Why is waking up in dreams just as hard as waking up in my normal self?"
Rose smiled, putting her hand on her shoulder and shaking her gently in agreement, consolment and an attempt to put some life into her. “You’ll walk it off. And speaking of walking off, where have you been? We arranged to wake up and meet in the plaza fifteen minutes ago!”
Shauna grinned sheepishly. “I couldn’t get to sleep straight away. After you went offline to sleep, Abbie messaged me for needing some help barricading her front door after some imps broke it down.”
Rose stood from her stool and straightened out the creases in the tunic of her Prospit pajamas. “How’d that go?”
"After watching her try to bash them all into retreating, I just moved the sofa in front of the doorway. In hind sight, we should’ve done that first…" Shauna chuckled at the memory. "But she told me she should be alright for now."
"So, are you ready to go? The white queen and king are waiting for us." Rose stood with her arms crossed by the archway to the staircase
With a swift nod, the Witch of Time rose from her bed and was soon walking leisurely down the golden cobbled path, walking alongside the Seer of Mind and wondering how exactly things would happen when they arrived at the castle. Prospitians with their pale skin and small dark eyes passed them by, going about daily life as if not expecting anything different to happen anytime soon.