"Kawaita.. kokoro de kaken nukeru.." Risa's voice was gentle, not so loud to disturb people, simply a hum coming out of her mouth. Long, snow hair flicked passed her chest, as violet eyes scanned the area around her. A simple route. One she remembered well, with lots of rookie trainers, and small, grass pokemon. Behind her, a small Misdreavus to match her levitated behind, happily humming the song along with her. She was glad to have the pokemon around, considering singing alone would look just plain weird. Surprisingly, the two looked similar in a way, or would look wonderful matched up together. Risa wore a violet skirt that was an inch above her knees, along with a black blouse, and boots just below her knees. Some girls thought of her as hardcore and edgy, but really, that was just the clothes her dad bought for her. They were cheap, on sale too. There were also headphones on her, attached to a chord and some kind of music player inside the pocket of her black backpack that it was connected to. It seemed she was having a peaceful time.
Fall was shortly coming up, and even though Risa enjoyed that, she enjoyed winter much better. Not for it's harsh coldness, or Christmas, or even the delicious food cooked annually. She loved the quiet
of it. Not the crunching of leaves, or screaming of pokemon, or heavy fall of rain.. Just.. a simple crunch of snow. She loved that. Even when something was falling from the sky, it left no noise. She loved it. Strolling along still, heavily distracted, Risa winced when she felt some taller force ram into her, and she was knocked down on the ground. "Oww.." She whispered, rubbing her forehead, which now had a red mark on it. Peering up, she raised an eyebrow to see a.. strange, looking pokemon. A.. tyrogue, yes! But the pokemon looked like nothing compared to the strangeness of the boy she ran into.
"Sorry." She mumbled, standing, and brushing off her skirt. "You okay?" She asked, raising an eyebrow, as her Misdreavus looked at the duo.