✧~IllumiNation
It was a quarter until one in the morning, and Elesa had just wrapped up her segment on the latest in fashion trends. It was to be aired on a special the following week, and never had she been more anxious to get something over with. She was running on very little sleep as it was; scurrying into the dark and cold city streets, she left the studio and headed towards the monorail, intending to get a good night’s rest after what she believed to be a job well done.
Still, all was but quiet. The trickling sounds of rainwater entering the gutters towards the city’s underbelly resonated through the hollowed streets. The occasional rattling of junk inside garbage bins and dumpers echoed along the adjacent alleyways. Among the subdued noises, however, Elesa felt something a little more human, stirring somewhere in close vicinity.
Walking with her eyes peeled, she clutched a Pokeball attached to her belt loop, in simple case that the stalker would attempt to battle her - this wasn’t unlikely, as many renegade challengers would corner the girl outside of the proper arena, her Gym in Nimbasa. Still, if the force was more threatening, the woman wasn’t afraid to retrieve the tiny pistol, hidden in her coat; after all, a girl could never be too safe in the big city, alone, this late at night.
Steps were becoming increasingly closer, and Elesa’s fuse was short. Turning to face the supposed stalker, she shouted towards the approaching silhouette. “Can I help you with something, or will you just leave me alone?” She hollers, her voice tinged with anxiety more so than irritation.