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"patience is virtue;" || Elesa & Malva

Unova was known for their entertainment. Fashion shows, big city celebrations, theme parks, and their business offers. Malva traveled here from time to time, looking for property. Anything she could really get her hands on and make money off of it. At this point she owned a flat in Nimbasa City, where she did most of her business. From time to time, she would go and watch the fashion show held in the Elesa's Gym.

Today was that day.

She had on a pair of tight black pants with a white blouse on as well. Her shoes and hair remained the same, due to the fact, she was only there to see if any of the new trends here were worth following. Gaining a front row seat, she had a clipboard of what was to be seen. And as always, Elesa was making her debut. She didn't expect anything less, for she was the one who ran the best modeling company in the world. Malva crossed her legs and watched as the lights started to dim. Some funky Unovian music started playing and the first model came out.

"Let's see if there's anything worth my while."

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"paper dolls;" || Serena & Malva

Click. Click. Click.

The door to her chamber slowly unlocked itself, the gears twisting and turning. She heard the fire blazers rev up, and a smile was placed on her face. Opening the door to her chamber, she noticed that the place needed cleaned. There was ash lying on the ground from her Torkoal, from the last battle that she had fought.

Today would be a cleaning day.

She had this decided after seeing the access mess lying around her seat. Or as Siebold liked to call it, her "Throne". She went through a corridor that lead toward a supply cabinet. Once you went down the hall, you were in the living quarters of the Elite Four. She grabbed a bucket, mop, broom, and a dustpan. She hauled the supplies back to her chamber and propped them against the wall. Taking the bucket, she went back down the hallway to retrieve some water. Underneath the sink was a load of cleaning supplies. Taking out the bleach, she poured some in. Just enough to get the job done, but nothing too overwhelming.

She carried it back into her chamber and put the mop in it. Taking the broom, she started from the top left corner and was working her way down. About twenty minutes, she head a knocking on her door. She stopped what she was doing and sat the broom down and answered the door.

"Pardon me Malva. I know you said to keep all trainers out today. But there is a girl here, that wants to talk to you."

This man wasn't a butler, but rather a trainee. Training just in case she were to ever need a replacement. He filled in when she left on trips as well. That didnt happen too often, only when necessary. Pursing her lips, she held up her finger.

"Chance, could you tell her to wait just a moment. I have one more pile to sweep up." She said finally after thinking it over. Chance looked uneasy, as if he were scared to go back. Rolling her eyes, she gave in. "Fine. Send her back."

I wonder who this could be.

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"less becomes more when the weight is too heavy;" || Professor Red & Malva

Mt. Chimney.

She was told that Magma once resided in this mountain, and they had left behind unfinished plans. Of course in Hoenn, there were also an extreme amount of fire types that she hadn't tried to catch yet. Taking a little vacation from her duties as one of the Elite Four, she packed up and left. This gave her time to ponder certain thoughts. Time to think about certain people. There was plenty of time to spare.

Traveling route 112 was always refreshing. She could almost feel the heat radiating off of the mountain. She could barely see it, but she did see the spurts of smoke that erupted from the hot springs ahead. This indicated that she was indeed moving in the right direction. She wondered just what she would find in this mountain. She honestly didn't care if she found a different fire type Pokemon. Discovering where they went wrong would give her some insight, or rather, how similar Lysandre's plans were to Maxie's. All master plans had some sort of fault. It also amazed her how each person who tried to take over the world, were also defeated but a bunch of kids.

She wasn't mad anymore. She had accepted a long time ago that perhaps Lysandre was not...all the way there. He had a bunch of issues that everyone, including herself overlooked. Unfit for leadership. She probably couldn't have done any better, so she didn't have much room to talk. She neared the entrance and took out her max repel. The last thing she needed was a horde of Zubats attacking her. An escape rope just in case she needed to make a quick escape, hung at her waist. She had everything from healing medicines to a lunch that she had packed. An all week adventure is what she had planned on. Nothing more nothing less.

Consumed by her thoughts, she had stumbled upon a strange Pokemon. She was really unfamiliar with this Pokemon, so she took out her Poke Dex and held it up. She listened as the robotic woman's voice rang through the cave walls.

Slugma, the Lava Pokemon. Slugma have intensely hot magma which circulates throughout their bodies carrying nutrients and oxygen to their organs.

Shutting the pokedex, she tried to avoid it, but it had started following her around. It was almost if it wanted to be caught, but she continued to ignore it. After walking a good moment, she noticed that the Slugma was falling a little behind. Out of guilt, she waited for it to catch up. She had to be close to the center of the mountain, because the deeper they were, the hotter it got. She decided earlier that shorts would be a great idea, to avoid over heating. Boy was she thanking her common sense for that one. She was wearing a tank top, to even out the heat on her as well. Of course, she had matching black hiking boots. Still stylish, but sturdy enough to get her to where she needed to go.