Roto-Leak! CCTV Footage. ((for real this time...))
This footage is surprisingly clear! The library must actually have a good budget (or perhaps they have things that they're afraid of someone stealing...?)
The video blinks into existence overlooking an empty library. At least... it looks empty at first glance...
... Right up until a shape stirs in the darkest corner. It's Doomi! She's grinning to herself and holding her mouth shut (Probably so that she doesn't give away her position with a giggle.) A lone phone sits on the table in front of a comfortable looking beanbag chair. The chair has a noticeable indent in it, like someone had used it for a long period of time very recently.
There's a faint sound of creaking stairs as someone makes their way up, and Shilo peeks into frame. Rin is on her head and also looking around and sniffing at the air. (Seems like cameras don't pick up illusions.) Shilo's posture is slouched and tense, remaining on the defensive as she snaps her head up-down-left-right, every direction; it's a wonder she didn't make herself dizzy. She even takes a moment to sniff the air herself a few times. (She likely did not smell anything but old paper.)
Doomi tenses up in response to Shilo's arrival. Her grin widening as she crouches and advances forward, trying to step as lightly as possible. Just as she gets close, Rin turns her head and growls. In response Shilo whips around, arms flailing straight out and smacking Doomi.
"Ouch!" Doomi yelps, putting her hand to her cheek.
Shilo's eyes flick to the exit, but Doomi is blocking the most direct path. She seems to be trying to take a fighting stance, but is obviously terrified as she takes a few steps back.
"I- I'm sorry please don't tell anyone I'm here!"
Doomi rubs her cheek a little, looking at her hand to check for blood.
"Ha! It's alright, you're pretty weak actually."
"Oh."
"Good taste by the way!" She points at a book on the floor. "I left it where you dropped it, It's one of my favorites!"
Shilo tilts her head but doesn't respond.
"Oh also I kept your phone safe. Also I talked to some of the people on your blog! It was fun!"
"You went on my blog?" Shilo swaps from frightened to angry in an instant.
"Oh now now, don't you worry. I didn't pretend to be you, I just visited a little! Plus I didn't have anyone to contact to find you! How else was I to know who to sneak up on?"
Shilo glares daggers at the girl.
"It was fun! We should be friends, then I can visit them again!"
"What??" Shilo takes a step back.
"Oh!" Doomi says suddenly, not paying attention to the other girl's body language at all, "By the way, Pokemon centers have free beds trainers can use y'know?" She points at the chair "That thing'll give you neck cramps! Trust me I know... I forget to sleep and pass out on those things mid book a lot."
Shilo's eyes turn to the floor, "I'm not a trainer..." She pauses, and then quickly adds, "Yet!"
"Oh???" Doomi bounces from foot to foot. "I just started a little bit ago! I can help you get registered! Y'can't travel alone without a Pokemon afterall, and there aren't any roads to Professor Rowans lab!" She grins.
"You're a trainer?" Shilo perks up a little.
"Yeah! I only have my Misdreavus right now... But I'll catch more as we go!"
"... May I see it?"
"Oh!!! Yeah sure!" She bounces and happily flaps her hands before reaching into her pocket and pulling out a classic styled Pokeball. "Come out and play Witchie!"
An arc of light shines from the ball as Doomi opens it, beaming onto the floor before expanding into the shape of a Misdreavus. It then fades out, the little ghost floating where the light once was.
"Driii?" It trills as floats to Shilo, circling her and examining her. Shilo's posture relaxes almost instantly as she reaches out. The Misdreavous trills once more before gently grabbing at the girls fingers in a gesture of friendship.
"Awwww she likes you!"
Shilo smiles a little. "That's... Good, um, she's cool..."
"Well c'mon!"
Shilo stares back in confusion.
"There's no time to waste friend! The sooner you're a trainer the sooner we can battle! I really wanted a rival like in those battle simulation rpgs..."
Without waiting for Shilo's response, Doomi grabs her hand and runs down the stairs, and presumably, out of the library.
