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@sukere liked for a starter!!
♔ | Lady of the ROSE ; It was not often that she had the luxury of being able to visit Esha, which was why the Elite cherished the few times where she had been free enough to do so. Bluebell Town, being close to Basalt Forest was where she chose to rest after hours of wandering throughout said forest, Jacqueline’s whereabouts as of now being of a small local cafe situated there. Considering her intention was to help trainers in need, those that recognized her were ever hardly an issue, unless it were undesired company in the form of--
Speak of the devil. Someone was watching her somewhere, and a soft sigh escaped her lips in response to her current predicament. Looking over to the reflections of the glass windows affirmed her suspicions-- it was some media personnel that had most likely been notified of her presence here. Their intentions were never quite understood by her ( or how they manage to find her ), but nevertheless she preferred to avoid them altogether. There went her hopes of remaining inconspicuous... it appeared that she would have to practice her yet to have been mastered art of escaping.
The teacup she drank from was returned to the staff as she paid for her drink, thanking them for their warm service with a smile. Leaving the cafe in order to not alert the person of her knowing about them was done in a careful manner and she seemed to pause momentarily after walking further away from said cafe. Sudden, were her movements as she turned and fled to nearest alley, hoping that the darkness would aid her in her poorly-made escape.
Quick footsteps, however alerted her of their continued chase, the fact that they were so persistent causing her exasperation. Fingers began to reach for her Pokeball, intending to make her escape with one of her partners when the alley came to an end as she came across a familiar looking passerby and an Incineroar beside her. Alice Antonescu. An idol. To run away and lead them to yet another person of notable interest was unfortunate to say the least. Approaching footsteps helped as a reminder of the other, a reassessment the situation quickly made before she turned to the girl and spoke, her voice steady and firm. “ ... I’m incredibly sorry for this, but I suggest that you run as well. ”
