“Why...why would you say that? I’m not crying? There’s no...no reason to cry,”Emily huffed, and then sniffled. It wasn’t like she was sad or scared or anything.
Except she definitely was. She was lost, and couldn’t find Hop, or a clear way to town, and her pokemon were on low health from all the strong pokemon in the area, and she was out of healing items, and she was covered in mud from when someone splashed her by riding their bike through a puddle, and because she was covered in mud she was cold, and and- she sniffled again. She shook her head, before looking up at the stranger with determined, tear-filled eyes, and repeated,”There’s no reason to cry. N-none at all, okay?”“But...If I asked how to get to town, would you tell me the way?”
“It’s okay to be outside in the rain, but if you hear thunder or see lightning you should come inside.” ~Michael ;3
“What? PolarBear... what are you doing inside when it’s raining?!” she trots up to him and pulls him out into the rain for a dance. Smiling and giggling!
“And you know the best way to watch lightning is out on the porch swing wrapped in a blanket!”
“May name is Dana. I have seen you around before! Aren’t you in Team Skull too?” Dana tilted her head and hummed. “What do you do in Team Skull?” @dream-seekers
If Emily were to go to other regions for her journey, what would be her starters?
((Kanto would be Bulbasaur, Johto would be Totodile, Hoenn would be Treeko, Sinnoh would be Chimchar, Unova would be Tepig, Kalos would be Chespin, Alola would be Popplio.Kanto would be between Bulbasaur and Charmander, but since meeting Leon, she would probably have more of an interest in Bulbasaur, it is both a plant and animal you know! Johto has a happy little bitey friend, so that’s an easy choice! Hoenn would be between Mudkip and Treeko, but I think she would like to have a starter friend that could climb the walls and trees. Sinnoh is between Chimchar and Turtwig, but as much as she’d love another rideable plant, she would probably go with the monkey friend that would be able to help her to explore new areas (I personally had taught my infernape rock climb when i was younger). Unova would be between Oshawatt and Tepig, but the pig is cuter in her mind. Kalos would be between Chespin and Froakie, but this is another case where she picked the one that seemed ilke the most quirky and fun. Alola is Popplio because she likes its nose and neck ruffle.))
The next day was a little more than hectic. Everyone making sure that everything was set up and in place. Balia going over the songs she was going to sing at the reception with Clint and Jacqueline. Mostly though Balia hung out with Michael and Baxter since most of the wedding was already set up and put into place. It was just the final touches and the waiting that was left. The wedding was to be in the Orchard at the Main house. The guests would be sitting on white chairs on a grassy area and there was a rose festooned arch that was set up where the two would stand hand in hand in front of the one officiating the wedding. The Colors for the wedding were rose gold, silver and varying shades of purple and lavender. And the cake was a chocolate masterpiece baked and decorated by Balia's Sister Trista. With a white sugar Beautifly and a sugar Pyroar together as the topper. When finally the hour before the sunset Wedding was to happen everyone was getting dressed and ready. Michael and Baxter were waiting for Balia to come out of her room before they went down for the event.
She came out of her room in a shimmery silver dress with soft lavender floral lace over it. It was A-line and had an off the shoulder neckline that was just the lace. Her hair was pulled up partially in a braided bun and the rest was left to cascade down her back and there were pearls and little white and periwinkle flowers in her hair among the braids.
"How do I look?" she looked to the two men. Michael just stared, his face a bright pink.
"Wooow.... trying to impress someone at this wedding there?" Baxter teased with a wink. Balia pushed him and blushed herself.
"Shut up. They asked me to sing at this thing remember? I gotta look good, just not outshine the Bride." Baxter was laughing.
"Breathe~taking..." Michael suddenly found the power of speach. And then suddenly realized what he said and that it was out loud, and made a hasty retreat.
"Bathroom..." he muttered as he went. Face red like a tomatoe.
"Such fun~" Baxter chuckled as Balia watched the black haired man go. She was confused.
"Did I do something wrong?"
"Well, if by something you mean by being gorgeous then yes. Is it wrong? He~ll no! You're perfectly fine." the tall blonde assured her.
"Oh.... well thank you.. Hope he doesn't get lost.." Balia was a little sad. She was going to ask him and Baxter to be her escorts to the Wedding. But there wasn't much time to worry about it.
The wedding was lovely. The Bride looked stunning and Clint cried when he saw Jacqueline coming down the aisle arm in arm with her Father. The vows were read just as the sun was setting and the sky was starting to blaze with color, and when the Minister officiating announced Clint could kiss the bride the sky and the puffy clouds were in their full sunset glory. It was truely a wonderful wedding to see. When it was over everyone went to the old Castle grounds. Where the great ballroom was set up for the reception. Purple and silver and pretty lights were everywhere at every table. And there was a small stage set up. Everyone was shown to a place and food was brought out for everyone. Drinks were ordered and everyone was feeling a little merry. Balia talked to Michael about the cake and what it had taken her sister to make it. She really admired how amazing her decorating skills had gotten. And learned that Michael wasn't that into sugary deserts. But that he liked Banana bread. Balia then however hand to get up from her place at the table. The Father-Daughter dance happened. Then the Mother and Son dance. And then Balia came out onto the stage. The lights were shining on her and making her sparkle with an ethereal light. Not that she really would have needed the help. Clint and Jacqueline were then on the floor together for their first dance as husband and wife.
Balia opened her mouth and held the ballroom spellbound allong with the newlyweds. Her voice was silvery and sweet as she sang about love and cherishing one's love for their whole life. Not taking them for granted, and not wasting a second of their time together. She gave it her all and put her whole heart into the song. Which was her talent and was what made her so popular. She really sang the song to it's full potential, sweet and loving. She sang it for her Brother and his new Wife. But her heart also wanted to sing for a certain someone in the crowd. And subconsciously she did just that. Eyes straying and lingering on his face a second longer than everyone else's. Her emotions pouring out of her and sending her message right at Michael in all of it's honest promising emanations. Her unconscious gentle feelings broadcasted loud and clear to him and anyone who was sharp enough to feel and spot her glances. There was no denying it, and there were very few dry eyes in that Ballroom.
When the song ended she smiled, not knowing what her emotions had done. Balia blushed under the clapping of everyone at the reception. Looking like she was overwhelmed as she made a beeline for her seat. Everyone started mingling in the pause between the dances and when the couple would be cutting the cake. And all Balia wanted right then, was a drink to help her throat, and to have a few quiet moments to calm down after that performance.
Balia was retreating from the street she’d left Officer Jikal on. Hobbling down the street on her crutch with her Delphox and Decidueye following beside her. It had been a strangely good encounter and she was... bewildered by it. And the fact that she was supposed to meet up with the man once again when he was done.
She was not sure what to think about all of this.
What she could think about though was that she was on her way back to her hotel so she could rest and not think about anything for a while.
And maybe get something to eat. Because she was famished once again. As if Balia had been running errands all around Lumiose all day non stop without eating or drinking anything. She was getting tired of feeling famished all the time.
Suddenly she felt something. A pressure on her mind and a cold chill running down her spine.
