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[ROSA]

[atrb=vAlign,top][atrb=border,0,true][classy=box] [classy=hiddenicon][/classy]WORDS 350ish TAGS Openy open NOTES Feel free to jump in, no real idea where this could go yet but let's see! [/classy][classy=realicon] hover [/classy] With war on their doorstep, sometimes it was hard to imagine the world as a safe or comfortable place. Imagining the people moving about the regions made Rosa quite uncomfortable but there was little she could do to counter those feelings. But though she could not hide her discomfort at the thought of the fighting, she still had work to do and Unova was still the least ravaged of the regions so it was slightly easier to pack a bag and leave. Which was what she had done earlier that week. Her satchel full of essentials and her mind on the prize - more Pokemon for her Pokedex - she had set out once more to capture Pokemon. Flocessy Ranch had been her initial choice of location but the numerous Mareep running about had given her pause and she had ventured much further than she had initially planned, locking herself into the idea of the Pinwheel Forest. it was home to a number of bug Pokemon, which, in another lifetime, she might have been frightened of. But with the world the way it was, a little bug or two gave her no trouble. She had fought and defeated more than she had wanted to, and was starting to grow weary of accidentally fainting the Pokemon she was trying to add to her numbers. Weariness aching in her bones, the brunette sat with her Serperior and Dragonair close at hand and began the process of collecting enough sticks and pieces to start a small campfire and make herself some hot tea. It would cure the tiredness in her body, she figured, and give her enough energy to continue in the arduous task of fighting Pokemon in order to capture them. Hardly the most talented capturer, for sure, but Rosa definitely was not going to give up. As she collected twigs and sticks, she hummed softly under her breath trying to come up with a slightly more efficient way of battling and capturing the elusive and sometimes too-easy bug types that were residing in the forest.

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[Bianca]

THIS IS WHERE WE ARE NOW

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Bianca was in Pinwheel forest for one reason.

Training.

She was standing beside her Sawsbuck. Both were staring at Bianca's Serperior, or suppose to stare at where the grass Pokemon is suppose to be. Quet was disguising herself though, and with the forest setting it is almost impossible to find where she is.

And that's what Scor is having problem with. The Scorlipede has reared up, having looking forward to the training and seemingly confident, considering their typing, but Quet is the better battler.

And Bianca is training herself to try and detect where is her best Pokemon, in case she ever needs to do this for herself in the future.

Her Scorlipede is getting impatient, like he always does. Alex, her Sawsbuck, barely gave a warning before Scor lashes out in impatience, just scattering Toxic Spikes everywhere to get the Serperior out, but to no avail.

Alex stood forward and used his antlers to make sure none of the Toxic Spikes hit Bianca, who is still looking out for Quet. She thought she saw a shift in the leaves...does that mean that's where Quet is hiding?

Meanwhile, some of the toxic spikes flew just a little too far, going over the bush and...

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[ROSA]

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As Mei walked she moved behind a set of bushes. Somewhere she missed the sounds of the battle - she had become too involved in her search for kindling - and she spied rather a large collection of twigs that looked to have been freshly broken but plenty dry. With a satisfied nod, she moved towards them and ducked into the bush to reach said mini-branches when a shower of spikes fell around her.

Absolutely caught off guard, Mei froze in place as one scratched through the material of her tights and she felt the sting of the poisoned tip. Toxic Spikes? What pokemon in the forest was strong enough to set off such a trap? She yelped as the pain began to throb a little, and she glanced down to see a small cut on her leg from where the spike had sliced her and she blinked, rather confused by the whole thing. Where had they come from? "Zanzibar, Feyth?" Rosa chirped at her Pokemon who began to circle, then the dragonair poked her head over the bush to see the blonde and her own collection of Pokemon doing something similar.

A croon from the dragonair was enough to alert the trainer to the fact that it wasn't a dangerous attack by the initial judgement. She looked up at the Serperior, who inched closer and she quickly shook her head. "Stay back, I'll dodge my way out as soon as I can." She replied with a nod, before calling over the fence. "Don't suppose you know how to get rid of your Pokemon's spikes at all? I'm kind of trapped amongst them if you don't." She laughed softly but nervously, unsure of how exactly to proceed now that she was trapped.

Even if her Pokemon wanted to rescue her - perhaps flying might be the best of options to get away? She would have to think hard, if whomever was over the bush couldn't get her out easily.

[Bianca]

THIS IS WHERE WE ARE NOW

I apologize for begin so late! I know I have no excuse.

Bianca jumped, maybe a little too high and she could already feel her heart beating faster, head turning around and her lips nearly pulling into an uncharacteristic snarl, ready to lash out at the one dare to ambush her, dare to-!

People should give Serperiors more speed credit; Quet was by her side, the snake Pokemon rising up and becoming a formidable figure to protect her trainer. The sight of Quet served as an interesting purpose; t focused Bianca's thoughts and allowed her to calm herself down. Her partner is here and she's ready for battle and-

('"Don't suppose you know how to get rid of your Pokemon's spikes at all? I'm kind of trapped amongst them if you don't."')

...It's not an ambush. Just really, really unfortunate.

Quet was still eyeing at the Dragonair in an observatory manner, careful. Bianca, on the other hand, calmed down, taking deep breaths, before realizing how dire the situation is.

"Oh my goodness!" she called out, "Are you alright?" Her original, kind, oblivious nature begun to surface, and Bianca ran forward, Quet slithering behind her. Alex and Scor kept a distance.

"Oh," Bianca blinked, looking at the situation. With the low lighting in their general surroundings it's difficult to see who it is, but she still need to help, no? Let's see, let's see, let's see....

"Ah ha, I have an idea."

In a flash, Mett, her Metang, is out. "Hullo Mett~" Bianca chirped, "Your Psychic, please. Those Toxic Spikes."

The Metang seemingly chirped back happily, and used the Psychic to lift those Toxic Spikes, throwing them aside and away.

"Thank you!" Bianca patted the Metang, before offering her hand to the other girl, "Are you alright? I'm so sorry, I didn't expect anyone to be around."

What's with the war and all.

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[ROSA]

Rosa couldn't help but feel like this whole situation was a bit ridiculous. She probably should have thought more closely about what she was doing but she just wasn't really paying enough attention to have considered using psychic to rid herself of the danger, and she stood carefully as they were lifted up and away from her person. "I'm fine really!" Mei called back personably, laughing a little at the whole predicament.

Wiggling now that she didn't have to worry about stepping on something intended to deal with a Pokemon's different defense system, she reached up and tried to get her eyes to adjust as she took the offered hand and clambered to her feet. It was always strange to have to ask people for things like help getting out of silly situations. She brushed off her bottom to remove any loose grass and then let her eyes squint a little to get a good look at both her attacker and rescuer.

"I didn't get stung by any of the spikes, so I think I'm fine. I figured it was probably an accident, so there's no harm done." Mei grinned back at her, trying to pick where she recognised the voice from. It was familiar, that was for sure, but not necessarily one she heard every day. She would have to figure it out when she could see a little better.

Shifting closer to Bianca in order to catch a better glimpse of the hair - it was the lightest part of her - Mei suddenly laughed in recognition. "I knew I knew that voice, Bianca!" Her sudden exclamation had the Serperior and Dragonair rushing to her side, and she hushed them with a flick of her hand so they wuld see she was in no danger.

"I was hunting for Pokemon myself, so I should have expected the spikes, really. Sometimes Pokemon come and show themselves off that way, so it was kinda my fault for being off guard.. But I haven't seen you in ages, how are you doing? What are you doing here in the forest? I never would have expected to run into you here.. Then again I guess I don't really know where you hang out."

[Bianca]

THIS IS WHERE WE ARE NOW

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It's good to see the other girl so chirpy and still so lively; hopefully that meant that she's not poisoned anyhow."We should check whether the spikes got you somehow or not, just in case," Bianca suggested, "Those are Toxic Spikes; they are pretty harmful." Pretty harmful doesn't even began to cover it, if humans got stung by this kind of spikes.

It was only when the other girl called out her name Bianca figured that she must know her somewhere, and with a closer look, the woman realized it's Rosa. You know, the girl that she gave a Pokemon so many year ago, when Bianca was still an assistant researcher and the world is still happy and at peace.

And here comes the slew of questions. Is good that Rosa is still so lively, but Bianca is getting overwhelmed, though years of being bubbly herself allows her to keep pace. "I should have kept a look out myself, I'm doing fine, I'm here to train a little, and nice to meet you too." It's almost miraculous she got them all at the right order, and a smile tugged at the corner of Bianca's lips.

"How are you doing yourself? Any particular Pokemon you are looking for?"

Bianca noted the appearance of the Dragonair and Serperior. Behind the older trainer, her own Metang hummed contently, her Serperior eyign the other Serperior, as if to gauge Rosa's Serperior's speed. Bianca returned her Scorlipede and her Sawsbuck, trusting Rosa meant no harm.

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