x ♫ - AL NIENTE; Her head hurt. A result of attempting to organize her thoughts regarding her current whereabouts, but more so, desperately attempting to recall any sort of memory at all. Fragmented pieces of knowledge that could only have come from said memories surfaced ever so often– Leah knew that she was in a place called ‘Hoenn’. But not her Hoenn. What was meant by ‘her Hoenn’ was a complete mystery to her as well, and racking her brain in hopes of some sort of answer only helped worsen the headache. Which was certainly, anything but helpful. For now, she remembered these: ‘Pokemon’ was what the creature that followed her was. And… the ‘Pokemon’ before her was called ‘Eevee’. “ …Eevee. ” The name was spoken tentatively and the ‘Pokemon’– or rather, Eevee’s ears twitched in response as it stared back at her and tilted its head to a side. While it was wary and quiet in nature, it was rather comforting that at the very least, Eevee appeared to have placed some semblance of trust in her.
Alas, her exploration of what little knowledge she seemed to mysteriously have of this world would have to be put to an abrupt halt, as a cacophony of noises some distance away caught her and Eevee’s attention. There was a clear silhouette of a flock, one that seemed rather agitated at that… which upon closer inspection, appeared to be chasing a pair much like herself. A person and another Eevee? Though perhaps, she ought to be paying more attention to the fact that she would end up being a part of the approaching chaos if she did not act soon. A low growl emerged from Eevee as it readied itself for potential confrontation, having heard the loud scream that came from the person being chased– yet ready to flee if the situation asked of it. All the while Leah was quite simply… calm. Or rather, dazed?
It appeared that being in a daze was going to be norm for her, at least for now. To which, Eevee took the liberty to break her out of said daze, by aggressively tackling her before running off. What semblance of calmness she had fell apart in an instant from the rude awakening, panic finally settling in upon noticing the flock that was uncomfortably near them now. But much to the Pokemon’s dismay, Leah decided to instead not follow suit in its plan to escape but instead, say mind baffling words that would cause it to question her logic reasoning during such circumstances. Words that would appear even more ridiculous to anyone unfamiliar of the moves Pokemon were able to perform. ( which with where she was, was everyone, but who was she to know? )
A command to… attack? For Eevee? The composer was given a look from it, which was what she could only assume was one of either confusion or disbelief, only for her to seem just as confused. Why was she so calm? Why did she command Eevee to– Why had she given Eevee a command at all? Yet another flurry of thoughts threatened to consume her, but the need to escape this precarious situation finally overtook her body, and she ran over to Eevee with the intention of fleeing together. Only to find it digging its heels into the sand before kicking out its hind legs, causing quite an amount of sand to be hurled at the flock, stalling the pursuit but for a brief moment. At least, the pursuit of what she seemed to have identified as Pokemon, the more hardy looking, aggressive birds appeared unfazed by it, perhaps even angrier than before. Oh well, at least she could say that she tried..?
Dahlia thought the girl would have seen the flock and immediately ran from the impending doom. What she didn’t expect was to see that she also had a creature that looked a lot like Sigurd except... brown? That wasn’t important, what was important was that for some ungodly reason the creature threw sand at the flock of angry birds. Sigurd struggled in her grasp crying out, desperately wanting to join the fight against the angry squawking poop machines. He managed to wiggle free and she nearly tripped over him as he lunged at the flock. To her horror he also thought it was a good idea to kick even more sand at the already sandy, pissed off bird monsters.
“Why must everyone always fight first?! Running away is a perfectly acceptable response in these situations you know!” she shouted to everyone in general before continuing her run. It was rich coming from her considering that she tried to shoo the birds with her sword earlier. Either way she didn’t want to get attacked nor pooped on so she chose to retreat.
A flash of silver signified that Sigurd had decided to retreat for once in his life as well and she was too afraid to look to see if the girl and her creature also decided to retreat of the birds got them. There was no way she was turning around since it would only slow her down. She tried to listen to see if there were running footsteps, which was hard over her own and her duffle bag being thrown around on her back. So much for that relaxing stroll.
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