Nuvema Town Girl

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[firstratenate]

First Some Wind, Then Some Rain || Nate + Hilda

[firstratenate]

It was stupid and he knew it, but Nate blushed red at the thought of holding Hilda’s hand. She was obviously just trying to be nice, but he wasn’t a baby. “Well,” he said, “I’m not leaving and I’m not staying here, so I guess I’m gonna go with the third one.” He stepped away from Alpha despite the draw of her warm fur, trying to ignore Hilda’s outstretched hand. “I’ve seen a lot worse than a few ghost-types,” he added, which was true. It didn’t mean he wanted to encounter anything that was even close to the Pokémon he’d gone up against while fighting Team Plasma, but saying it out loud did help him feel braver.

Of course it was right at the moment when he felt like this wasn’t going to end as badly as he’d predicted that Alpha chose to bark at something in the shadows on the other side of the room. Nate jumped at the sound and reached out to grab Hilda’s hand without thinking. Alpha ran off into the area that wasn’t lit up by Hilda’s flashlight, and Nate looked down at his hand, releasing Hilda’s just as quickly as he’d grabbed it.

The sound of a rodent Pokémon squeaking and then Alpha’s fangs clacking together as she used Crunch emanated from the darkness, but Nate hardly noticed the scuffle in his embarrassment. He was blushing bright red again, mortified by his behavior. How pathetic could he possibly get? Nate Finch, scourge of Team Plasma, stupidly scared by a dark house and his own Pokémon. He wanted to die. She kept giving him chances to be cool and brave and he kept goofing them up.

Alpha trotted over to him and dropped an unconscious Raticate at his side. It didn’t really look hurt at all, and Nate wondered if she hadn’t just snapped her jaws at it and scared it so badly it passed out. But—it was just a Raticate. They were big and creepy, but nothing scary. And she’d taken it out before he’d even seen it for himself. If he could keep himself from jumping every time she made a sound he’d be fine. If he could keep himself from looking like a weirdo he’d be even better.

“Good job,” he said, patting her neck. “But no more barking like that okay?” Alpha huffed and her ears swiveled backwards. She turned fully towards whatever noise she’d heard, and while she stared off into the darkness again Nate put his cool hands up against his too-warm face to try and get some of the redness to go away.

It didn’t work, but he couldn’t just stand there and pretend nothing had happened, so he looked back up at Hilda and said, “Sorry about that. I, uh… Well, I think I might be more scared of you not liking me than I am of this dumb house.” Was that too honest? Nate hadn’t really thought about the words before they’d come spilling out of his mouth, but they were basically true. If he could be less on guard when it came to impressing Hilda, then he’d probably be able relax about the what-ifs involved in their little ghost hunt too.

[nuvemaheroine]

Hilda studied him as he moved away from his Pokémon. He was trying to act brave in front of her. It was cute but not necessary. After all there’s no shame in being afraid but it seems like he’s deadest on hiding that from her. Shrugging at his reply Hilda lowered her outstretched hand.

“Suit yourself,” she muttered. Seconds later Nate’s Arcanine started barking at something in the shadows before chasing after it. Hilda was so caught up in watching the Pokémon she nearly missed its owner grabbing her hand. Caught off guard Hilda stared down at his hand before quickly snapping her attention back to where the Pokémon had disappeared.

After the sounds of a short fight Arcanine trotted back into view, a limp Raticate hanging limply from his mouth. Unable to take her eyes off it she watched as the Pokémon dumped it obediently by its trainers side. Hilda grimaced at the sight of the pokémon. Thankfully it didn’t look hurt, she really didn’t feel like lugging the Pokémon to a centre, however it did look absolutely petrified. Lost in thought she found herself staring at the Pokémon for much longer than she normally would. Poor thing didn’t stand a chance, it was a miracle it wasn’t seriously hurt. Hilda was soon brought out of her trance by Nate apologising for, what she could only assume, was grabbing her hand. The apology caused Hilda to laugh.

“It’s fine! If I wasn’t cool with it I wouldn’t have offered in the first place now would I? So what if you’re scared you don’t need to hide it from me,” she waved off his apology. His explanation for his actions shocked her completely. He was more scared of her not liking him than being in the supposedly haunted house? That was really saying something he seemed absolutely petrified of this place! Shocked Hilda’s mouth moved to say something but no sound came out. To her it just didn’t make any sense. Why would her opinion matter that much? Her opinion has never mattered that much to anyone so why would it matter so much to him? She’s only just met him. Then again he did seem pretty excited to meet her back in the Marine Tunnel, did he idolise her in some way? No that was impossible.

“Wha- what? You’re scared that I won’t like you?” Hilda managed to push out. If Hilda looked closely she could almost see the dread and regret on his face as the words spilled out of her mouth. Quickly getting over initial shock she set out on saving the situation before Nate died of embarrassment and she blanked out completely.

“As em… flattering… as that is my opinion of you shouldn’t matter that much,” she started awkwardly before placing a hand on his shoulder and continuing with a warm smile, “Look I really don’t want you to worry about impressing me or anything, if I don’t like you so what? I’m just one girl… but if my opinion of you really matters that much so far you seem like an okay guy. Just be yourself alright? Now are we gonna find out if this house of yours is haunted or not?” Hilda continued to smile as she shoved her hand in her pocket. Hopefully that was enough to smooth things over. 

[firstratenate]

First Some Wind, Then Some Rain || Nate + Hilda

[firstratenate]

Even with his goggles on, flying through the storm was a challenge. Water collected on their lenses and made it almost impossible to see, which sort of defeated the purpose. The rain was relentless, and even though they seemed to break free from the worst of it as they got closer to Lentimas, it felt like the storm was following them there.

Nate wanted to cheer when he and Flygon touched down outside the old house just moments before Hilda did, but being back at the place, with its broken windows that he could barely even see in the dark, made him less excited about the victory than he normally would have been. He jumped off of his Pokémon, calling her back into her Poké Ball, and continued to cast suspicious glances up at the dark windows.

He took off his goggles and, following Hilda’s lead, started to wring out his clothes. Taking off his jacket made things a bit better, but his t-shirt was still soaked through anyway, so it didn’t really make much of a difference. He tied the jacket around his waist and watched Hilda head over to the house, throwing the doors open in a way that made Nate cringe. 

“Let’s see how haunted you really are shall we?”

That question was just asking for trouble. Nate was way too wet and it was way too late in the day for this, but heck if he wasn’t going to follow her in there anyway. At least it would be dry inside the house.

With a sigh he pulled out another Poké Ball from his bag and released his Arcanine into the drizzle. Alpha growled at the rain and gave Nate a grumpy look. “Chill out, we’re going inside,” he said, gesturing to the open door. “You remember this place right?”

Alpha looked up at the house and growled again, which Nate took as an indication that not only did she remember, but that the place was totally giving off bad vibes from all the creepy spirits that lived there. “You go first,” he said, which Alpha did in order to escape the rain.

Inside Hilda had already pulled out a flashlight and was shining it around the room. There were puddles in some places that caught the light, scaring him for a second when he thought it was something else in the room. Water dripped from the ceiling and fell into them with soft plinks that echoed around the empty room. The same old musty furniture from Nate’s last visit was still there too, albeit in different positions than he remembered. Someone could just have been playing a prank on him last time, but he hadn’t heard anyone else inside the house, and the furniture had definitely moved.

The rotting furniture made him think of another point in favor of his “haunted house” theory: the place was gross and falling apart—if it wasn’t guarded by ghosts, why hadn’t it been condemned?

Arcanine stood tall at his side as they looked around, and Nate snuggled up to her shoulder, burying his face in her thick, fluffy mane. Any dampness that had wet her fur outside had evaporated thanks her body heat. She was warm and soft and Nate was still feeling frigid; it was nice to have a fire-type around for occasions like this. 

"So, uh, here we are," he said, lifting his head off of his Pokémon. "There are like, bookshelves… in the basement. A lot of them, like a library. And… some bedrooms upstairs." The house creaked loudly and Nate inched closer to Alpha again. She was staring around the room, her ears pricked forward. Under her fur Nate could feel the tenseness in her muscles. If her Pokémon instincts were putting her on edge, Nate had a ba-ad feeling about what they were going to find if they went looking for trouble here.

[nuvemaheroine]

Hilda strolled inside the room sweeping the torch’s beam across the abandoned room. Scowling she continued to scan her surroundings. Nothing about it screamed haunted, it just seemed old and abandoned. Calmly she walked through the puddle between her and the closest piece of furniture.

"So, uh, here we are. There are like, bookshelves… in the basement. A lot of them, like a library. And… some bedrooms upstairs."  She heard Nate stuttered from behind her. From his description it sounds just like a normal house. Lifting her foot she gently prodded the furniture. Nothing. Well apart from the obvious slight wobble and squeak, after all it looked really old. Hilda couldn’t help but frown as a wave of disappointment washed over her. She wasn’t quite sure what she’d been expecting. Nate had probably imagined the whole thing. Like this house could actually be haunted. Someone had probably just decided to play a joke on him, that’s probably all it was.

Just to make sure she hadn’t picked the only piece of furniture that wasn’t haunted she moved over to the closest plant pot. Lifting her foot she kicked it a little harder than the last one to try and get some kind of a reaction. Nothing. Hilda sighed as she let her shoulders drop; this was a waste of time. Turning round she began to walk over to Nate, the floorboards creaking under her weight. This house most likely wasn’t haunted. Nate must have been wrong about the apparent “sketchy” business that happened last time he was here, his imagination simply ran away from him. She could always search the rest of the house but she had a feeling that she wouldn’t find anything that proved the place was haunted.

Hilda had nearly reached Nate when she spotted something moving out of the corner of her eye. Spinning round she trained the light on what she thought she’d seen moving. It was just a plant pot… but that hadn’t been like that when they’d come in. With narrow eyes Hilda sprinted over to it. When she reached it she put all her effort into trying to move the pot which was now obviously blocking a door. The plant pot, no matter how hard she tried, didn’t move an inch. Frowning Hilda pulled out Beartic’s poke ball from her bag quickly calling the Pokémon out.

“Hey Beartic can you do me a favour and move that please?” she asked. Beartic nodded before setting about trying to move it. Hilda could only watch amazed as it remained frozen in place. After a couple more tries Beartic moved away growling in frustration.

“It’s alright buddy you tried your hardest thanks anyway,” Hilda sighed calling the Pokémon back. Returning the ball to her bag she glared at the plant pot. Something wasn’t right. Beartic should have been able to move that no problem! It was if something had been pushing against him with equal force. Was there something in that room worth hiding? Hilda intended to find out she just needed to find another way in first. Spotting a staircase leading downstairs to her left Hilda began to make her way over to it. Unable to hear Nate’s footsteps she looked over her shoulder to see him cowering beside his Arcanine. Poor kid looked absolutely terrified.

“You’re welcome to leave if you want, you don’t have to stay with me,” Hilda explained walking over to him, “The way I see it you have three options. Number one leave meaning this is where we say goodbye, number two wait here for me to come back or number three you come with me and if it makes you feel any better I’ll hold your hand the whole way.” Reaching Nate, Hilda held out her free hand waiting for him to make his decision. Whatever Nate chose she was going to explore the rest of the house and find a way into that room.

[deltaascent-blog]

far in time | Zinnia & Hilda

"The dragon of truth… Reshiram." Zinnia mumbled to herself as she arranged and rearranged the stones in front of her. "That’s me. The yang." The stones all varied in shape, size, and texture, though all of them were relatively small. They were precious to Zinnia. Her little bag of comforting trinkets. She picked up a milky white stone, cut and polished into a smooth oval cabochon, and held it up to a nearby street lamp, examining how it caught the light. 

The park was nearly empty now that the sun was beginning to set. She sat cross-legged in the center of a grassy area, precious stones splayed on a piece of cloth. Salamence dozed behind her, curled partly around where she sat. Aster was tucked neatly in between Zinnia and Salamence’s outstretched hind leg, falling asleep.

The study of stones was a long-standing tradition in Draconid culture, thanks to their attunement with the earth and deep ties with Mega Evolution, but Zinnia wasn’t thinking about the stones themselves. Her thoughts were with the dragons of Unova, those of truth and ideals, and the concept of alternate universes. The latter was a core Draconid belief, and one Zinnia had never doubted. Long ago, she had encountered a strange, impish creature that summoned golden, sparkling rings and transported objects between realities. She had told no one about it, and she had not encountered the creature since, though she never doubted the existence of other realities since then. It had shown her various images — no, actual places and times unknown.

She set the stone back down on the cloth, closing her eyes and breathing deeply. “The twin heroes… I wonder, I wonder how the world would differ if one had triumphed over the other.” She opened her eyes again, still touching the moonstone. “Well, I suppose they have. In different worlds.”

"Three-thousand years ago… what in the world makes that period so inauspicious? Will these times be remembered the same way?" 

She slumped back against Salamence, still staring at her collection of stones.

[nuvemaheroine]

Hilda ran as fast as her legs could carry her through the park. The sun had nearly vanished from the sky and she still had nowhere to sleep. Normally this wouldn’t bother her, she loved sleeping outside but having been caught in heavy rain in the early hours of the morning she was yearning for somewhere warm to sleep. Looking over her shoulder she spotted her Glaceon starting to fall behind. Calling for her to catch up Hilda began to slow down as she dug in her bag for Glaceon’s poke ball. They were both beyond tired, it had been a really long day but they couldn’t slow down or they would find nowhere warm to sleep. The first two places she’d visited had turned her down claiming they were full.  Running past a female sitting on the ground she went to return her partner to the poke ball when she heard her speak.

"The dragon of truth… Reshiram."

Hilda skidded to a halt. Did she just say Reshiram? Ever since the incident involving Team Plasma a couple of years back Hilda had taken it upon herself to protect the two dragons from ever being used like that again. Whenever their names or the legend of the twin heroes were mentioned all her attention immediately went to that. Almost immediately a debate began in her head. Ignore it and carry on trying to find somewhere warm to sleep or investigate.

After a couple of minutes she was still debating on what to do when she heard the women speak again, this time she mentioned the twin heroes. Hilda groaned, that was that decided then. Being a twin hero herself it was now almost impossible for her to turn away. Cursing herself under her breath she turned round and started to walk back towards the women. Beside her she heard Glaceon whine clearly understanding they weren’t getting somewhere warm tonight. Looking down to her Pokémon she put on a forced smile.

“I’m sorry I know you’re really tired, we’ll sleep inside tomorrow night I promise,” she smiled. Reaching the women she stood in front of her being careful not to mess up the neatly arranged stones.

“Hi sorry to bother you but I’m from Unova and I couldn’t help but overhear you talking about the legend of the twin heroes… Have you been interested in it for long?” Hilda asked. Hopefully this would be nothing and she could find that out without having to reveal her strong ties to the legend.

[nuvemaheroine]

What was the strangest dream you have ever had in your life and could you describe it?

"I once had a dream that I was swallowed by Arceus and that I could control it from the inside… It was pretty weird, slightly traumatic too. I mean who wouldn’t find being eaten by Arceus traumatic?" Hilda didn’t dream that often so this had stuck  with her for quite awhile.    

[nuvemaheroine]

Finally, she's here for you, it's the last member of the DK crew! This girl's so strong, it isn't funny, can make a Plasma grunt cry out for mummy! Can pick up a boulder with relative ease, makes crushing rocks seem such a breeze. She may be tough, she doesn't like to fly, but this girl is one of the good guys!

"I’m not too sure about picking up a boulder with relative ease but I have made some Team Plasma grunts cry… That felt great."

[nuvemaheroine]

Yeah? What is is?

[nuvemaheroine]

"My love is like a cabbage / Divided into two, / The leaves I give to others / The heart I give to you." From: Your Secret Admirer~

Hilda raised an eyebrow a cabbage can symbolise love? Well that’s a new one. At lest to her anyway. She couldn’t help but feel slightly flattered. Despite hating the whole Valentines concept she still thought it was sweet. 

"Well that’s very nice of you but how can you give me said heart if I don’t know who you are?"

[nuvemaheroine]

What would you have done if N won when you battled him?

A frown grew on Hilda’s face as she went deep in thought. What would she have done… What would she have done?! Her eyes filled with fear at the thought. Team Plasma would have won, the whole of Unova would lose their pokemon and all because she lost one battle. She couldn’t bring herself to think about. But maybe, maybe the battle didn’t have to be the thing to end it all. Maybe a pokemon battle wasn’t the only way to stop it.

"I guess I would have tried to stay cool and talk him out of it. I would try to show him that what he’s doing isn’t right. I would tell him that pokemon and people are meant to be together. I would just have to talk to him and if that failed… I’d probably break down. The whole of Unova losing their partners, their friends… That would be too much to handle…" Hilda explained with a sigh.

[nuvemaheroine]

what do you call a Beartic with no teeth? ...A gummy bear!

Hilda stood stock still before slowly rubbing her temple. A gummy bear oh how hilarious.

"Yeah yeah very funny," she grumbled unamused.

[nuvemaheroine]

were you Zekrom's hero or Reshiram's?

Hilda raised an eyebrow at the question. “Who’s asking?”

She didn’t like to go around shouting that she’d fought alongside the legendary pokemon Zekrom. She didn’t want people to get the idea that she could just summon the pokemon whenever she felt like it or that they could try to use her to get to Zekrom. In reality she has no idea where Zekrom is now or what it’s doing and has no way of contacting them.

[flyingfalkner-archived-deactiva]

training troubles || falkner & Hilda

[flyingfalkner-archived-deactiva]

Falkner winced as, once again, the girl snapped at him. This wasn’t going too well, not at all. Well, he had almost crushed her with his bird. Falkner released a sign, walking to the side of his Noctowl, and keeping an eye on his Pidgeot and the girl. He took note of how hesitant she seemed to be, but decided that it would be best for him to keep any comment to himself. He didn’t want to risk further provoking the girl. So, he simply waited, stroking the feathers of his Noctowl, and giving his Pidgeot a stern look to let the bird know to be on his best behavior. 

While he waited, Falkner mounted the large owl, who flapped his wings in preparation for flight. The idea of someone riding his Pidgeot without him was an odd one, and Falkner wasn’t completely comfortable with the idea. However, he couldn’t simply abandon the girl, and there was no way they could walk back. Pidgeot was the one Falkner could reply on most to get the girl safely into town without problems. 

Once she was safely on the bird’s back, Falkner gave a nod and a gentle smile. 

"Pidgeot is my best flier, you’ve nothing to worry about." he assured, "The flight to Violet City is a short one. There is a small clinic there for people, run by a sweet couple." he explained. With a breath in, counting his blessings that the flight would go well, he said, "Take off, you two."

The birds took flight, gaining enough altitude to soar above the trees, but not uncomfortably so. To his relief, the wind resistance was minimal, so the flight went pretty smoothly. The land was soft in a flat, clean area with few people about. Falkner dismounted, looking to the girl.

"The clinic isn’t too far of a walk, I hope the flight was easy for you." 

[nuvemaheroine]

Hilda listened as Falkner explained his current situation. Coming from a small town she knew what he meant. She couldn’t imagine doing what he had said. Living in such a small place for so long must be torture. She loved Nuvema to pieces but she couldn’t stay there for the rest of her life, being there growing up was enough to drive her crazy. Nothing happens. It’s unbelievably dull she couldn’t understand why her Mum had decided to settle down in a place so small. The only attraction she saw was the scenery but that was it. There was no way she could go back to living in a place so small for any length of time again it would drive her crazy.

“Na that’s alright, I asked you about your life it’s only fair that you ask me about mine. Yeah I’m a traveller. I’ve been travelling for a about a year I think after I left Unova. I was born in Nuvema Town so I know what small towns feel like. Nuvema’s smaller than here everyone knows everything about everyone, if you don’t want any privacy you go there,” Hilda explained with a laugh. She could swear that her neighbours knew more about her and her family life then she did. It was one of the many things that drove her insane. Having next to no privacy wasn’t what she wanted in her own home. Seeing Falkner turn towards a building she began to slow down a bit.

“Is this the clinic?” she asked.

[nuvemaheroine]

touya butt

"Eh? What? What about Touya’s butt? I’m probably gonna regret asking this but is there something wrong with his butt?"

[nuvemaheroine]

TMI Tuesday

[firstratenate]

First Some Wind, Then Some Rain || Nate + Hilda

[firstratenate]

As he climbed the stairs to the surface and saw that it was still raining outside, Nate let out a sigh of relief. If it was still raining, they couldn’t go to Lentimas and their trip was prematurely put to a stop. He wouldn’t have to go to that stupid house and they could just head back over to the Pokémon Center instead. But, then Hilda called out her Braviary, and Nate stared at the bird Pokémon as it agreed to fly.

Was she crazy? She was definitely crazy. He was already getting wet even though they were still somewhat sheltered by the arch of the entrance, and he had only just started to feel dry again from his previous run through the rain. Flying in these conditions was a great way to ensure that they would be soaked in minutes.

The only thing going for them currently was the fact that the thunder and lightning seemed to have stopped. There was no way he would agree to fly in a thunderstorm, and he would have tried to convince her not to do that either. But Lentimas was a pretty dry place; it probably wouldn’t be raining there, so maybe the whole flight wouldn’t be so bad?

“He says he’ll do it! This is your last chance to back out kid!”

Well, so much for staying dry. Nate watched Hilda hop up on her Braviary’s back and sighed. This was pretty dumb, but… it also kind of seemed like a fun adventure. He’d definitely regret it when he was shivering from the rainwater in his clothes, but now he couldn’t help beginning to feel sort of excited about flying through the rain.

Nate reached into his bag to pull out a Poké Ball and sent out his Flygon, Foxtrot, in a flash of light. The Pokémon glanced around, taking in the sight of Hilda on her Braviary. Despite being a ground-type from the desert, rain didn’t really seem to bother Fox at all. The lenses over her eyes protected against rain almost as well as they did against sand, and her reaction to being released into the rain was only to look up at the sky and back down at him, tilting her head to the side in question.

"We’re going to Lentimas Town, to that spooky house. You know the one," Nate told her. She nodded and lowered herself to the ground so Nate could climb up onto her. He pulled himself up, sitting on her back just in front of her wings. Before they took off he decided to take his visor off, just in case the winds were strong enough to blow it away. After he’d secured the hat inside his bag, Nate looked up at Hilda and grinned.

"Hey! Last one there’s a Slowpoke!" he shouted. Before she could respond, Nate nudged Fox into action and she took off, launching high into the sky. 

[nuvemaheroine]

Hilda watched as Nate called out his Flygon. She couldn’t help but smirk as it seemed to examine Braviary and her. Smirking away she quickly made sure her hat was securely on her head. After all she didn’t want to lose her hat that would put her in a bad mood. Glancing to Nate she waited until he was safely on his Pokémon before going to tell Braviary to take off. Before she even had the chance to give the order Nate shouted over to her.

"Hey! Last one there’s a Slowpoke!" she heard him shout. Hilda’s smirk only grew. Who was she to turn down a perfectly good challenge? Hilda opened her mouth to respond but before she could even get a syllable out Nate’s Flygon took off. Scoffing Hilda glared after them. That was a cheeky move. He used the time she needed to register the remark to get a head start, exactly what she would have done if she was issuing the challenge. That earned him some respect from her.

“Come on Braviary we can bet those idiots, let’s go!” Hilda cried. With a cry Bravery took to the skies quickly catching up with Nate.

Flying, as to be expected, was harder than usual. In hindsight it might not have been the best idea to fly in the middle of a storm. She’d never been that keen of a flyer at the best of times but something about being on the back of her Braviary always made it tolerable. If it wasn’t for Braviary she probably never would have suggested flying at all let alone in this weather. Still Hilda wasn’t going to let a little wind and rain put her off. She wanted to see for herself if this house was really haunted or if Nate was just scared of an old house. Shielding her eyes as best she could Hilda put all her effort into steering Braviary in the right direction. The closer they got to Lentimas Town the more the storm began to calm down.

By the time she landed outside the abandoned house, less than a second after Nate, it was almost completely off. Jumping off Braviary’s back she couldn’t help but squeal in shock as the Pokémon shook furiously sending water flying into her face. Quickly returning it to his poke ball she set about squeezing what water she could out of her cloths and hair. Not that it was much use, it was still raining and by the looks of things the storm was heading their way. Directing her attention to the house she strolled past Nate and over to its doors. Chucking the doors open she scanned her surroundings as best she could in the dim light. No one had lived here for a long time that was for sure. Diving into her bag she brought out the torch she had fortunately taken last time she’d visited home. Switching it on she moved it around the room allowing her to get a better look at things.

“Let’s see how haunted you really are shall we?” she smirked stepping inside the house.

[blissfuldonuts]

Amusment Park Mishaps || Rosa and Hilda

[blissfuldonuts]

A gently smile slipped it’s way across the bun head trainer’s lips. “Nice to meet you Hilda.” She said, her voice holding more of its usual preppy tone. Now that Rosa thought about it, the other trainer seemed rather familiar, almost as if she had heard someone describe her before. Plus the brunette also could have sworn that she had heard that name somewhere as well. However, Rosa shook the thought off. Maybe she was wrong after all, this was probably the first time she’d seen this girl after all. It was more likely that she was thinking of someone else.

A small airy laugh laugh escaped her. “It’s okay!” The teen started. "I completely understand!" Rosa had always found that it was easier to laugh off the situation than to let it bring her down. After all, there was nothing she could really do about her father not being around. It had been his choice to leave her mother and her after all. Laughing it off was just an easier solution than to explain the situation. "Well," The trainer spoke, exaggerating the small word as she did so. “Well I going to battle some trainers in the old gym here after being in Joint Avenue most of the day, there’s usually at least someone along the roller coaster to battle, but it’s closed cause of the festival.” A small sigh left her light pink lips, unfortunately that plan was a bust, she would’ve preferred to be battling rather than standing here in the middle of a father’s day festival. “I was heading out of here but the crowed was too think to get through.” There was a small moment of silence that had fallen between the two girl’s before Rosa had proceeded to break it again. “How about you Hilda?”

[nuvemaheroine]

The cheerier she became the more familiar she became and now it was starting to annoy her. Shaking away the thought again she went back to listening to Rosa. Despite the girl waving away the apology Hilda couldn’t help but still feel guilty.  Every time someone said something about her Father or about her not having one rage built up in her. It had happened so much that now it was just an immediate reaction. Because of this Hilda just couldn’t understand why Rosa had made it appear as if it was nothing. For Hilda just taking not having a Father was something no one should have to go through that leaving and that a man leaving his family is the worst thing they can do. So to wave it of like it’s nothing is unthinkable.

  Listening to Rosa she could help but smile at the mention of the old gym. She’d loved the old gym layout, it was a shame they change it. So she’d had the same intention as her but they both got stopped by the festival. When Rosa asked her what she was doing her Hilda rubbed the back for neck uncomfortably. Biting the inside of her cheek she tried to figure out what she should say, eventually settling on the truth.

“Well I’m the idiot that decided it would be a good idea to come here alone on Father’s Day,” Hilda grumbled. There was no way around her being an idiot. Why on earth did she think it was a good idea to come here of all places on Father’s Day? What did she expect to find? An empty park? Of course it was going to packed, why didn’t she realise before?  Looking around her she was beginning to feel slightly uncomfortable at the amount of people Hilda turned to Rosa.

“I think I’m going to get away from here, you’re welcome to come with me if you like Rosa,” she smiled. 

[gacgrut]

praginue town mystery | hilda & hulda (ha!)

"Is this fake?!" The Grunt said to herself as she held a piece of paper in her hands, reading through it for the third time. Perhaps many people lke herself were invited to this event, but the mere fact the Champion had sent a letter to Hulda was enough to make the Grunt feel ‘special’. “C’mon then, Gible!” She turned to her dragon-type, who had been watching its trainer the entire time, "There’s no time to lose!"

Now, she couldn’t wear her Galactic uniform to the event, seeing as it would be rude- and also a tad dangerous. No, she’d actually have to buy something! With money! She sighed at the thought, but hey, it would be an adventure!

…

It was not an adventure. At all. It wasn’t even fun. After about an hour in the Veilstone Department store, Hulda had finally chosen a dress she liked, even though it wasn’t really a dress… Ah well, no one would know it was her, seeing as she had to wear a masquerade mask. That way, I can make a fool of myself and no one will know it was me!

…

This new town wasn’t half bad. It was cold, mind you, but it sure was appealing to the eye. There were already quite a few people there, all walking around doing their own thing. One poor soul had slipped and fallen on the ice, Hulda giggling to herself as a result. Her attention then flickered from that to a young woman who seemed to be wandering on her own, just like Hulda was.

Upon seeing this Hulda crouched down, scooping up snow from the ground and forming a snowball, aiming it at the girl a few feet away. Wait for it… Now!

With a Grunt, the snowball was hurled through the air, exploding upon coming into contact with the woman’s head. Oh, Arceus.

[nuvemaheroine]

Hilda had to admit, this town really was beautiful it was like something out of a dream. The snow covered streets and buildings, twinkling lights, delightful smells, it really was something. The only thing that bothered her though was the fact she’d never heard of the town before along with the fact she couldn’t find it in the atlas in her house. When she’d received the innovation she was completely shocked. Why would the Champion of Sinnoh, who she’s never met, invite her to an event like this? In her mind it just didn’t make sense. None the less she accepted, grabbed a mask, the warmest clothes she had and left for Praginue Town.  

  Walking through the streets she kept herself to herself watching as other masked individuals rushed about the town. In her own world Hilda walked through the town barely paying attention to anything else that was until something cold collided with the side of her face. The snowball took her completely by surprise so much so she lost her balance on a patch of ice she’d unknowingly been walking over. Desperately trying to regain her balance she grabbed onto the lamppost next to her using it to help her off the ice as she wiped the remains of the snow from her face. Regaining her balance she let go of the lamppost as she began looking for the perpetrator. Her eyes eventually landed on a small women standing not too far away looking extremely guilty. Not knowing what took over her she charged towards the women. Maybe it was the fact her identity was hidden by a mask. Usually she’d just glare at them before going on her merry way but the fact no one knew who she was seemed to give her that little bit of courage she needed to approach them. When she reached them she scooped up a handful of snow in her gloved hand before shoving it in the women’s face.

“It’s not nice to throw stuff at strangers you know,” she smirked before proceeding to sort her mask. She was being hypocritical but as she saw it she was just evening the score and that was only fair wasn’t it?

[nuvemaheroine]

any plans for christmas?

"I’m planning to go home and have a proper Christmas with Mum. We have a Christmas dinner every year just the two of us and I’d miss it if we didn’t. We’re all each other have so it only seems right that we spend it with each other." Hilda explained.

A soft smile grew as she remembered the Christmas growing up. Even though it was just her and her Mum she wouldn’t change it for the world.