[BATTLE] THALIA VS. JUNIPER & ALYSSA (TBC)

[style=width:380px; margin-top: 25px;][style=font: 24px open sans condensed; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 24px; border-bottom: 3px solid;]you always seem to be looking back[/style][style=font: 10px verdana; text-align: justify; padding: 10px;]The woman that Beartic had set his eyes on was strange. A moment or two ago, she was at a distance. Yes, they had walked further, but she was faster than they were, landing before them in an odd manner. The professor didn't say anything. Beartic merely huffed, a small cloud appeared and faded as quickly as it came.

And then she spoke.

If this was Isshu, the professor shook her head. This was not; this was what she wanted to prevent from happening there. She moved, wiggling from her spot on Beartic's shoulder. Now that they had made it to where her pokemon had wanted to go, she didn't need the extra help to get around. Rather, she needed to know how the woman was. She landed behind the tall snow bear, not wanting to accidentally hit the woman.

"Phew." The woman sighed, rubbing her forehead out of habit as Beartic moved away, giving them space. He focused on the path they were heading, the debris blocking their way, then to those he could feel hiding in crevices. The city was far from empty; he was right to be cautious.

Sizing her up, there was a mild mix of curiosity and worry in her features. "You're not in Isshu," came a light tone, conflicted, with the slightest hint of amusement as she sized up the pinkette before her. It was clear to see that the pinkette was ruffled up. (Although, it would be more surprising to see someone here who wasn't.) The back of her mind tug slightly, reminding her that there was something she was forgetting. Perhaps, it was faint recognition of the pinkette before her.

"This is Lilycove City." Pausing just a second, the professor looked around. Rubble lay around them, weary warriors looking for a place to rest. A little one that squirmed in place, struggling to keep awake. Those hidden in the shadows looking to take advantage of the situation or already on working on doing so. "Or it used to be." The professor frowned.

"Are you alright?" The pinkette clearly wasn't. She didn't even know where they were for Arceus' sake! The question was more out of habit, more out of consent. While urging and persistent, the pinkette was older than Michael and appeared more intact. Probably could slug her if given the chance really.

She shook her head, unsure of what words to pick. There's nothing left worth fighting for, would hardly be the best way to convince someone away from the remains of Lilycove. The ground only rumbled as there were more attacks. "It's not safe to talk here." The professor stated. "We have to keep moving." But she didn't make an effort to move, not yet.[/style][style=font: 24px open sans condensed; text-transform: uppercase; border-top: 3px solid; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 5px;]they say life makes sense backwards[/style][style=float:left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 3px; font: 6px verdana;]
made by lurker of pre[/style][style=font: 16px open sans condensed; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: -8px;]but you gotta live it forward[/style]
[style=text-align: justify; font: 10px verdana][tags] tsundere ft. thalia + kane ft. alyssa
[notes] "orz[/style][/style]

[style=width:380px; margin-top: 25px;][style=font: 24px open sans condensed; text-transform: uppercase; line-height: 24px; border-bottom: 3px solid;]you always seem to be looking back[/style][style=font: 10px verdana; text-align: justify; padding: 10px;]She wanted to tell her that it was alright, that she needn't explain herself. Names were hard to come by, and in the end they were only reminders. One by one, they went away. They showed up in newpapers, the obituaries, if one was lucky enough to see them again. Many simply went missing and with her memory as it was (who forgets a war that has been going on for more than a year?) she had doubts that she could even remember her own name.

But she remembered.
Perhaps, she was beginning to remember?

"Thalia," Juniper repeated, and the name did not feel all that strange to her tongue. The bright shade of pink had been familiar the entire time around, only after hearing her name had it truly struck her. She blinked, somewhat stunned. This woman was Johto's champion. Like her and many others it would seem, she had been actively taking part in the events of Lilycove while being from another land. Only, whatever had occurred before their meeting had clearly been enough to knock the pinkette's mind back a few years, before the war.

"It's all in a day's work. No thanks are necessary." The professor quipped, reeling herself in. She kept her tone light, being careful not to sound mocking or far too lax in this sort of environment.

Having finished, the slowpoke pressed herself against the pokeball on the professor's belt. A flash of light and it was like the pokemon was never even there. "It's unfortunate to have met this way, but my name is -"

The grimerling yelped the professor's name, fumbling in Beartic's grip. Muck and grime were still slowly dripping from the wingless, two legged animal. The stench only aggravated the bear further. Teeth still snapping, he did not drop her just yet. Beartic did not listen to the order of the pink haired human. She was not his trainer; the professor was.

And she followed Thalia's motion, moving towards her pokemon's prey. A flash of disappointment crossed her features when she'd recognized just who the grimerling was, but it quickly dissolved into curiosity -- well, other than a slight scrunch of her nose from the stench. Village Bridge might be repairable, but Lilycove was gone. Both battles held one thing in common. "I was expecting to see you sooner or later." There was no malice in her voice but the pointed way she stared showed something different: the slightest hint of amusement. Clearly, there was something else that she wanted to say but not in the present company.

She sent a short nod to Beartic, indicating that he should allow her back down. The pokemon let loose his claw, clearly not caring if the grimerling harmed herself with the fall. After hearing their name, the Beartic was not at ease with playing nice. The professor shot him a warning glance. He huffed; a small fog forming before his mouth instantly faded away as it came.

He moved away to watch as the professor made her way to the grimerling. Juniper ignored the stench and the protest within, wanting to make sure Alyssa hadn't been harmed from the rough treatment her beartic had given. Only after seeing that there was none, the professor let lose a small sigh, letting a wry grin slip back onto her lips. Another remark (more than likely about just where she had come from) was held back.

She stood once more. The smell was clearly getting to her, and looked over to Thalia. The pinkette was pushing herself, walking, moving around freely, but the professor had a feeling that she would not appreciate the help of being lugged around by beartic - especially after he had roughly handled what looked to be a child.

Appearances were always deceiving.

"She isn't a child." The professor pointed out, allowing herself to sound faintly amused that Thalia had believed as such. However, she didn't go further than that, wanting the woman to introduce herself.

And then it came to mind, much like a light bulb flickering on within her head. Here they were, three leaders, three female leaders all from different regions and from separate sides standing without attacking one another.[/style][style=font: 24px open sans condensed; text-transform: uppercase; border-top: 3px solid; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 5px;]they say life makes sense backwards[/style][style=float:left; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 3px; font: 6px verdana;]
made by lurker of pre[/style][style=font: 16px open sans condensed; text-transform: lowercase; margin-top: -8px;]but you gotta live it forward[/style]
[style=text-align: justify; font: 10px verdana][tags] tsundere ft. thalia + kane ft. alyssa
[notes] one more post. ... i like beartic's pov than juni's. 8c[/style][/style]