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kumiuta:

               Kotone was pretty sure she could handle being in the fields on her own—usually she’d have Meguri help her out, but lately he had started to become quite the glutton, stealing berries and fruit from right under her nose. She’s pretty sure it’s because she couldn’t cook well enough to satisfy the Herb Pokémon’s stomach, but having him hoard all the food to himself was not something she needed right now.                So today, Mago was out with her in the fields instead. She wasn’t exactly greedy like Meguri was, but given that she was still a baby in comparison to the rest of her Pokémon, it made her quite curious and mischievous. The girl wasn’t worried though; the Topegi was usually well-behaved and never got into too much trouble. She also had a few years of daycare experience under her belt, so it was safe to say she was relatively confident in her skills to handle baby Pokémon.

               The loud squeals from the Egg Pokémon causes Kotone to raise her head and look towards the direction of Mago, who was currently trying to get her trainer’s attention. She stands up from her place in her fields to get a better view of her tiny Pokémon, who’s currently pointing in the direction of a pink-haired girl only a few yards away.                She’s about to call out to greet the girl, seeing as her Togepi probably startled her since she turned around, but wait ! Those pigtails, that face… she knows who that is ! Kotone’s face turns into that of shock and surprise as she says her next words with a loud astounded voice.

                          “ A—Ah ! Aren’t you Sakucchi from Momousa ? ! ”

         Ume had to get out and stretch. It was killing her to not do any sort of movement or dancing, considering it was apart of her regular routine of life up until her sudden drop by into the forest.          That’s why she was, instead of doing anything that would be productive, stretching out her legs and arms, and contemplating whether or not she was possibly able to find an area wide enough for her to dance. She seriously hated how much she couldn’t do anything in this forest. Dancing in a treehouse with all her things in it sounded like a bad idea, and she didn’t really want to do it in an area where someone might see her.          That be embarrassing, her dancing without either of her partners.          She really didn’t want to be seen dancing without Yumecchi or Usaccha.. She always had disagreed to dancing by herself without someone else, it was a little bit more than just embarrassing in her mind.

          Maybe that was why she reacted in such a frightened way when she heard the loud squeals of a pokémon, and other than the loud, surprised squeal she let out, she also began to look around for the source, only to sigh with relief when she noticed that the owner of the noises was barely bigger than little Momoka.          And then there was the loud exclamation from a girl not too far away, which made the poor idol jump with surprise yet again. Everyone was out to scare her today, it seemed...

         Oh my, a fan perhaps? She gave the other girl a bright smile.                            “ Mm hm ! ! I’m the one and only ! ! “         She laughed lightly.                            “ It’s nice to meet ‘cha ! ! “

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runalunaru:

How long has it been since she’d found herself in the Forest? If it weren’t for the lunar cycle, she’d probably have lost track of the days already. It wasn’t too bad living here — it certainly could have been worse. If she had left her bags in the room she rented before she went of her ill-timed jaunt through the woods, she’d been stuck here without the majority of her possessions. Food was readily available and not hard to produce, and the weather was fairly temperate. Aside from wondering about an exit, there wasn’t much to worry about at all.

Well, there wasn’t much to worry about when it came to taking care of herself, but was anybody worrying about her? With her parents, they usually scheduled their calls for every month or so, and with Shouhi they emailed every two weeks, but it wasn’t uncommon for communications to grow slow as she travelled around. They would start to worry soon, if they hadn’t already. Although electronics continued to work, there was simply no way of getting a signal to the outside world. Sighing, she decided to stop thinking about it. There was nothing she could do currently to change it, so no use wasting time.

Sudden wetness on her legs made her flinch to the side. What in the…? Looking up, she saw a pink haired girl by the pond. Someone new — she definitely would have remembered seeing another person with pink hair around. The stranger’s hair looked rather pretty, and was far longer than her own, although they both had it in pigtails. Self-consciously, she brought a hand up to her neck, twisting a lock of hair around her fingers. Actually, speaking of pink hair, it wasn’t the most common of hair colours. It would be rather amusing if they turned out to be long lost relatives or something. Oh, but she could think about that later.

”Oh, no, I was not watching where I was going either,” she replied easily, no hint of annoyance in her voice. The weather was fine as usual, and her slightly damp tights would dry out quickly. “Are you alright, miss?” The girl seemed to be rather down, going by her body language. Runa hoped she wasn’t prying in where she wasn’t wanted, but her mother had always said a problem shared was a problem halved, and here where the surroundings were unfamiliar, it only made sense to get along and help each other, right?

               As calmly as she could, she started to move out of the pond, not particularly toward the other girl, but out of the pond so she didn’t accidentally kick up more water on the girl. There’s a small sigh that escapes her lips, mostly due to the fact she completely forgot she was wearing her normal clothing.             Great, now the clothing that made her look somewhat normal was all wet. Absolutely fantastic. Ah well, hopefully the sun would dry them out.

                          “ But it’s really my fault, so I’m really sorry ! !                                          --Am I okay... ? ? “              That was surprising, was it really that noticeable? That was a little worrying, she didn’t want people to notice she wasn’t as childish and upbeat as she always was.              Thus, she pulled the sides of her lips up into a smile with her pointer fingers. A childish gestures, but that was the exact point of it. She wasn’t unhappy.                            “ I dunno what’cha talkin’ about ~ ~ ! !                                          I feel great today, no doubts about that ! ! “

              Ume had noticed the girl’s had noticed the girl’s body language, though she hadn’t spent enough time ‘people-watching’ --unlike a member of her idol unit -- to know why she was doing that. But it didn’t matter.              What did matter was that her own body language was still readable. People could tell if she was frustrated or upset, and that wasn’t good for her image, even while she was in some sort of forest that she had no idea whether escape was possible or not.

              Because it mattered to her.

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        “ Don’t worry, I won’t let you down. ” Miyuki couldn’t possibly not worry about a lost Pokémon—heaven knows what she’d do if one of her own got lost or missing while in an unfamiliar area. She was thankful for the fact that she had engrained into her Pokémon’s heads that she wouldn’t stand for any mischievous pranks and stuff of the like, and Litmus and Aori had spent enough time with her to know what kind of rage she’d be thrown into when it ever did happen.

        “ Irid’s never traveled with me to Sinnoh or Kalos, where they can be found, ” she explained as she let the Houndoom approach the girl to sniff at her clothes and hands. “ So don’t blame him too much, aha. ” After a few moments Irid lowered his head towards the grass, attempting to locate and track the scent. The Ace went over to him, identifying the missing Momoka as an electric squirrel very similar to the Emolgas that the Dark Pokémon had a tendency of chasing when they were still in Unova. With that information Irid lifted its head to look at his trainer, barking once before rushing off.

        “ It seems he’s found her, let’s go! ” she exclaimed, inviting Sakucchi to follow as she went off after her Pokémon, who seemed to be heading towards a small patch of flowers in the distance.

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              An audible sigh of relief escaped Ume’s lips, she’s so happy that someone was willing to help her find Momoka. It was nice to know that someone who didn’t know who she was would go out of their way to find her Pachirisu.                          “ Really, really, thank you so much ! ! You have                                      no idea how much this means to me, really ! ! “               She bowed her head, an attempt to show her gratitude before listening to Miyuki explain the reasons why her Houndoom didn’t know what a Pachirisu smelled like, nodding her head in understanding at the reason given.

                         “ That’s understandable. I don’t think Momoka                                      would know what Houndoom smells like, despite                             living in a region with them. We’ve never left                                      our home, so she’d have no clue. So I can’t                             blame him for something he doesn’t know. “

               Clapping her hands together, she could feel the excitement pulsing in her.

                         “ Then let’s go ! !  Quickly ! ! “                 She followed along, running just behind the other girl. She wanted to ask about where she had been, as the way she talked about her Houndoom not being with her, it made Ume assume that she travelled quite a bit.

[cottonguarding]

twelfthranger

          She’s actually quite happy today. Maybe it’s because she finally figured out the recipe to a really nice berry dish involving Lum berries, brown sugar and nuts, all of which she could hopefully find in the forest with a little bit of asking around.

          Ume was quite happy she’d even remembered the recipe her mother taught her, her memory tended to be awful if it wasn’t drilled into her head like the lyrics to a song or steps to a dance. She was just naturally good at that sort of thing, where as words were rather difficult to remember.

           She wanted to find those walnuts first.

                           “Um, hey, excuu~se me ! !” The idol called out to the first person she’d seen, a redhead in a rather odd outfit, but she wasn’t one to judge in a bright, pastel pink frilled outfit. “By any change, mister ~ ~ ! ! Have you found any walnuts or pecans ~ ~ ? ?”            If he did, she may even share some of what she had with him, if he wanted some of it, of course.

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Hime perked up when she heard the word ‘contest’.  “She has shown interest in that before, so I suppose it couldn’t hurt.”  That is, if they ever got out of this place.  He didn’t want to really think about that right now.  Hime wandered back over to her trainer and Kazuki picked her up.  “So, Sakucchi.  Would you mind helping me pick some food as well?”

“Hime has been…little help.”  The Whimsicott didn’t seem to have an arugment and shrugged in agreement.  Kazuki turned around and to show Sakucchi the small stash of berries he had in his backpack.  “I just need to find a larger variety of berries.  I’m dealing with some picky eaters.”

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                 “I’d love to help you out ! !” Helping someone pick berries sounded like a lot of fun. She was pretty good at picking out good ones and the edible ones too, since she went to the markets in Hearthome a lot to buy them. So she was sure he could trust her for that task at least. As long as she didn’t need to battle.

            She laughed softly when he complained about his Whimsicott being of little help in collecting food, it was one of the reasons why she didn’t use her own in collecting berries and the like, their whimsical nature being a little too hard to control.

                 “Ah, well, what sort exactly ? ? I can give you a few of mine ! ! I tend to over pick things, hehe..”

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runalunaru

             A certain pinkette’s kicking her feet in a pond again, it seems. She’s only doing it to buy time, but lately all that’s been on Ume’s mind is how her friends and her brother have been doing. It’s stupid, to worry about a pair of eighteen year olds and a twenty four year old, but she couldn’t help it, she missed them dearly.

             Maybe it was because nothing was familiar to her, she’d never gone into the woods before, she’d never, ever left Hearthome before on foot, every time she left for concerts she was in a plane or a car. This was all new.              She had to look after herself. That frightened her.

             She kicks up more water.

              ... Oops.

              The idol wasn’t planning on kicking that water all up on that girl, she honestly wasn’t. She’s unable to even keep up her persona today, so a quiet, apologetic look forms on her face and she bows her head.

                     “Sorry about that miss. I didn’t see you there.” The words were uncharacteristically quiet, even for little miss ‘Sakucchi’. She was feeling fairly sombre and the poor girl across from her had to feel the brunt of it.

               ...Though, were pastel pink pigtails really a thing now? She may have to cut or change her hair..

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(this is the end, friend ! ! ) haha sorry for not being on. i’d start doing replies but I have to go to the movies with my bitch cousin so-- this is training for when I’m stuck with her over the holidays okay

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Hime huffed when she was finally pulled out of the girls hair.  She folded her arm and looked away, but allowed Kazuki to hold her regardless.  He laughed.  “You get Pokémon caught in your hair that often?”  The Whimsicott eyed the girls Cherrim, wiggling out of her trainers grasp to inspect the other Pokémons basket of berries.

“Hime, don’t you even think of snatching berries.”  The Pokémon stuck out her tongue and began chatting with the girls Cherrim.  Kazuki rolled his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose.  “Ignore her.  Sorry for her messing up your hair.  She’s immediately enamored with all pink colored things.  I’m Kazuki, by the way.”

“This is probably a weird question but do I know you from somewhere?  You’re awful familiar looking.”

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               “Unfortunately, yeah.. I go into Amity Square a lot, and all the pokemon there are really small. So they all get tangled into my hair a lot.” She laughed lightly, and out of the corner of her eye kept watching the Whimsicott interact with little Hanae. “And since I arrived in the forest, they’ve just been getting tangled and tangled in my hair no matter what. Maybe it’s curiosity ? ”

         Another small laugh when he scolded his pokemon-- Hime, was it? -- for attempting to steal the things her Cherrim had picked, and calmly she leaned down and took the basket from her pokemon.                “Enamoured with them, hm ? ? She should try cute contests, then ! ! She’ll probably do great, she’s really cute ! !” Ume clapped her hands together. “She’ll win cute ribbons which are all pink and the pokemon can wear, and there’s pretty scarves they can where in contests to help them out too ! ! Of course, this is just my opinion on it, you don’t need to try it out.”

      Familiar looking? Another person who knew her from somewhere? A light sigh, and she raised her hands to cover her mouth, the oversized sleeves working in her favour.                 “I don’t know what you’re talking about ~ ~ ! ! “ Her tone was teasing. “It’s nice to meet you, Kazuki ! ! I’m Sakucchi ! ! “

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Well, he was way off with that guess. He hadn’t been in Sinnoh yet, but he was aware that he would be going there sometime this year. There’s a pause, listening as she spoke her name before a thoughtful look crossed his features.

❝ Sakucchi…? ❞ He repeats, head tilting slightly to the side. He had remember running his eyes past the name briefly, but it was along with a group of names. It was a shame Hoenn was far away from Unova, as he was sure if it was closer then he would recognize the name right away.

❝ I think I recognize that name with a group… ❞ he trails off, a small frown starting to form on his lips. Was it an acting group? The name “Sakucchi" sounded more like a stage name then a real name. Perhaps she did live action stage play? That would explain the stage name but she didn’t seem like the type to paticipate in that. Perhaps a singing group?

As the thought of ‘singing’ crossed his mind, a name popped into his head as a sprak of recognition appeared on his features. A comedic actions of his fist hitting his other hand’s palm occured as he offered a smile towards the girl.

❝ Ah! You’re in that idol group. Momousa, right? ❞ A rather proud look appeared as he spoke before his normal slight smile returned. He was normally horrible at remembering names, but groups were something he remembered quite well.

Did that mean that the other people here weren’t all from, Unova? More importantly, how did they even get here? He doubted he went through Hoenn to get here…or whichever region this forest was in. He had just started filming in Unova, there’s no way he could have ended up in Hoenn!

He glanced down at his Umbreon who observed the girl carefully with her red eyes. Her attention seemed to be more focused as the girl moved to untangle her hair—had he caused that?

His hand moved to slip his black gloved back onto his hands so he didn’t lose it—it was apart of his costume after all, and he had been scolded for losing the smaller props he had like the gloves and eyepatches in his career. ❝ Though I’m guessing ‘Sakucchi' is more of a stage name, right? ❞ A chuckle escaped before he offered a hand to her.

❝ Nice to meet you, Ms. Sakucchi. My name’s Tadashi Ryuuga. ❞

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                  “Yep ! Sakucchi’s the name ! ! And I am apart of a group ! ! You’re getting close ! “ She laughed lightly, enjoying this little guessing game the pair seemed to be having. It was quite fun, really, being in a forest where nobody knew who she was and simply had to guess about who she seemed to be. It made her happy, she wasn’t being tied down by her public persona.

          While he tried guessing who she was, she started attempting to figure who he was and why she recognised him. She wasn’t sure where she’d seen him before. On the television? Was he someone on a reality tv show? ...No, they tended to be a little bit ruder to people, both with public personas and real personalities. 

          He seemed too polite to be someone like that in her mind. There was still him being a tv presenter as a possibility, they all seemed much more politer, but they all had this extremely intimidating air that this man didn’t really hold. Yes, he felt intimidating, but it might’ve been the fact he was much taller than her.

          So Ume crossed that one off her list. So what could he have been if she’d crossed everything off her list that she could think of. She can’t really think of much else, but surely once she stopped focusing on his guessing of who she was, then she’d be able to guess who he might’ve been.

                  “Ding, ding, ding ! ! I am apart of Momousa ! ! ” With his comedic display of showing he’d got it, she had to laugh brightly at it and clap her hands, congratulating him for guessing correctly on it.

          At least she’d finally managed to tug that knot out of her hair. Her real train of thought was where on the planet they might’ve been, but she’d done enough wandering around to figure out that wherever they are, they’re stuck.

          Now, what was with his outfit? It made her a little curious, it definitely didn’t seem like something someone would wear around normally, but then again, she was in the newest outfit for an on stage performance, as they’d been doing final dance practices in the outfits.

                  “Yeeep ! ! Another stage name. “ The idol laughed again, and she took his hand into her own and shook it lightly. And then it hit her from where she recognised him. 

                  “--Oh-- ! ! You’re the actor man, aren’t you ? ? You seemed super scary in all those interviews.” She quickly shut up, realising she might’ve offended him. “Ah, well, you can call me Sakucchi if you’d want-- I’d prefer it, too be honest--, but my real name is Ume Hayashi. It’s a pleasure to meet you too ! !”

[cottonguarding]

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 tristaliae:

        “Yes, of course!” Miyuki replied. The familiar sensation of losing one of your Pokémon was something that she experienced many a time when she was still traveling through Hoenn. Her attention would be elsewhere for just a moment before it’d return to see that Aori—a small Mudkip at the time—was nowhere in sight. The times when she had to look for the Mud Fish in the swamps especially were quite terrible and dirty, of course.

        “If you’re worried then please don’t feel like you have to use your Pokémon,” she said to Sakucchi. “It wouldn’t do to lose two Pokémon—that, and I think my Houndoom should be able to find her without too much trouble.”

        That was, unless his sense of smell deteriorated from the time he lived in the wilds. She wasn’t sure how it was now since she had never actually continued training his sense of smell after adding him to her party, but she tried not to think about that possibility when she took out the familiar black Pokéball.

        “Irid!” she called as the tall Dark Pokémon materialized from his ball. His eyes were narrow—sharp as if he were preparing for a battle, but they faded away into confusion at the sight of a anxious pink-clad girl rather than a Pokémon.

        “Sorry, it’s not a battle this time—” she started, and felt a pang of guilt at the somewhat upset look she got from him. Irid was always up for a battle, and he was probably quite disappointed this time. “This time we’re looking for her lost Pokémon; do you think you can track the scent of a Pachirisu—”

        “Ah right, you don’t know what they smell like…” she said when he gave her a look like he was raising an eyebrow at her. Miyuki pursed her lips as she thought for a few seconds, before looking up at Sakucchi with an apologetic face.

        “I-I’m sorry to ask, but would you mind letting him smell you so he knows what Momoka smells like? Y-You don’t have to if you’re uncomfortable with it!”

               “Ah, but then I’ll feel bad for making you and your pokémon do all the work ! “ She pouted, but she was really worried about sending Chika out to look for someone. If she truly thought her Houndoom could be able to find Momoka without trouble, than she’d simply just have to trust her words. “If you really think he can do it by himself, then I trust you to help me find her that way, okay ? “

        Her thumbs twiddled together impatiently as Miyuki let her Houndoom out of it’s pokéball, and didn’t even react much with her signature childish attitude when glared at --she was scared, but honestly, it didn’t compare to her worry-- by the dark type pokémon. There were many types of pokémon she’d never even seen, so normally she’d either been curious of scared, but again, she was too anxious to care.

              “He doesn’t know what a Pachirisu smells like?” Wow, way to add to her list of worries. How was he supposed to track a Pachirisu if he didn’t even know what they smelled like? What were they going to do then?         The girl suggested that she let the Houndoom smell her so he could track Momoka, but she wondered if Momoka really smelled something like her. What an odd thought.

              “I guess it’s okay as long as he’s able to find her..”

[vocaloidpics]

“Sakura Miku” by ALYSSA

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cottonguarding

[nicoiisms]

Hime was enjoying foraging a lot more than her frazzled trainer.  Kazuki wasn’t find much that his Pokémon would eat.  Well, they would eat it, but they would also whine and complain and he honestly didn’t feel like dealing with that.  His Whimsicott, on the other hand, was enjoying the scenery offering absolutely no help with her trainers quest to find food.

“Hime, if you planned on coming with me just to look around I would’ve rather you stayed at home.”  She didn’t respond to his comment, but rather wandered off.  Kazuki stood up and sighed, but followed her regardless.  It wouldn’t surprise him in the slightest if she got lost.  Something in the distance caught the Pokémons eye and Hime made a beeline for whatever she saw.

“Are you really trying to play tag right now?”  Kazuki sighed and chased after her.  He finally saw what the Whimsicott’s attention.  A very small girl with long pink hair was collecting berries in a basket.  Hime was enthralled by the girls pigtails and practically threw herself into them.

Kazuki continued running after her, rubbing the bridge of his nose along the way.  He slowed down as he neared the girl and put his hands on his knees to catch his breath.  “Sorry, she…really likes the color pink.”  The girl looked oddly familiar to him, but he couldn’t figure out where he’d seen her before.

[cottonguarding]

          Quietness wasn’t exactly her forte, as if that wasn’t already obvious enough. But for once, she was managing to be even the slightest bit quiet while foraging around for berries-- she needed to stock up that kitchen more even though she had put her poffin case and berries in there--  even though there was the subtle singing under her breath. 

         And of course, her lovely little Hanae was helping out, being such a big help to her. Since she arrived in the forest, she never really realised how grateful she was that she owned a pair of absolutely adorable sweethearts for grass types. Of course, the Cherrim may have been picking the berries based on her own preferences, picking out all the berries with dry flavours, but that didn’t really matter as long as they got everything they needed.

         She wasn’t really expecting something to literally throw itself into her hair, bringing a sharp sense of sudden pain and a rather loud exclamation from the idol. Hell, the sudden weight nearly made her collapse.          What the heck was that?! 

         An immediate look toward the boy and whatever was causing her to grip on one of her twintails, he seemed to confirm the thing in her hair was one of his pokemon. A sigh, how many was she going to get in her hair? She may as well cut it all off.

               “It’s fine ! !” The words came out quickly, having realised she’d spaced out again and was thinking negatively. Almost immediately she kneeled down and attempted to get his Pokemon out of her hair. “I’m so sorry about getting your Whimsicott stuck in a cage of my hair, it’s happened a lot ! !“

[tristaliae]

        Miyuki let out another laugh as the other jumped up and clapped energetically. While most people would have probably thought these constant hyperactive actions to be quite strange and weird, the girl actually found them refreshing. But then again, she never really thought badly of people until they gave her a reason to.

        She wanted to ask her age to see if she really was younger than her or not, but that would be yet another awkward question to ask someone you just met. Maybe when they got closer and she felt more comfortable with her? That was what she thought as Sakucchi looked around for her Pachirisu.

        “Ah, I see!” she responded to the other’s sudden outburst of worry, understanding the curiosity of a Pokémon in an unfamiliar area. So her name was Momoka? The Ace Trainer scanned the area again more carefully this time, but her eyes couldn’t see any trace of the small Electric-type. “Could she have gotten far? Maybe my Pokémon can help find her if she’s not nearby.”

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                 “You’d do that ? Really ? ! Could you do that ? “ She was clearly anxious, fretting over the Pachirisu. She really cared for the little annoying fluff ball, so she was rather desperate to find her, it was all her mind could focus on at the current time. Anyone would be if they lost something important to them.

         The idol began to fiddle with the satchel she’d brought along-- something she’d woken up with, it contained her change of clothes from dance practice and all her pokemon and other small things-- and pulled out one of her other pokeballs.                   “I can send Chika to look around from above, but I’m still a little worried..” Ume sighed, crossing her arms quietly whilst still holding the Togekiss’ pokeball in her hand.

       Was it really smart to send Chika looking though? Her Togekiss especially, she didn’t have experience flying among trees--having lived in a large city with little to no trees, she mightn’t be able to avoid all the trees. She was an agile pokemon, granted, and could easily evade moves during contests, but there was no telling on whether she could avoid trees and branches.

[tristaliae]

        Miyuki watched as the girl repeated her name and she couldn’t help the giggle that escaped her as she did so. Even though they looked relatively the same age, Sakucchi seemed so much… younger? She somewhat envied that, though it wasn’t like the Ace wasn’t young herself. She was weird in that way.

        “I’m fine with that, you can call me that if you want to.” she replied with a light smile. It wasn’t often that people gave her nicknames, but she was happy when they did and therefore never refused them unless it was ‘Miki’ or something related to that. It always gave her unpleasant memories she didn’t want to remember.

        It was just then that she was reminded of the Pokémon that the pinkette had been holding earlier. The small electric squirrel had been worrying over her alongside her owner when Miyuki had fallen down, but she wasn’t sure where she was now. Confused and worried that she disappeared, she forced herself to bring it up.

        “Actually, um,” she started, looking around the area in confusion. “Where is that Pachirisu you were holding before?”

[cottonguarding]

     She and the other girl were of similar ages, weren’t they? That was a little bit of an odd thought. The other girl seemed so much more mature than her, and could’ve easily been her elder brother’s age in comparison to Ume’s own personality. What an odd thought, it made her feel like she needed to try harder in being more mature.

                “Thanks Miyucchi ! ! I find it easier to talk to people after using something to get closer to them ! ! Like a song, or a dance, or a nickname ! !” The idol clapped her hands together, jumping up a little bit on the spot with excitement. She had a lot of odd habits as part of her public persona-- cheering, doing poses, dancing in one spot at times-- so doing things like this came as a second nature.

            “Hm ? ? Momoka ? She was right here wasn’t she-- Oh.” She’s not here. The rose haired idol started to look around for her EleSquirrel Pokemon, and looked back to Miyuki. “Um-- ! ! Help me look for her, please ! ! She’s important to me ! !”       Her first pokemon and the one who’d been with her the longest, Momoka was really important to her.

            “I really need to find her. She’s not only a little bit of a troublemaker, but she’s important to me non the less.” Worry filled her voice. “She’s just never been outside of Hearthome other than when my big brother caught her, so I’m a little worried.”