[@Joshua Tamashii] - [i]Night[/i]

The Phantump stared at her and at her hand, and Amelia could probably recognize that it had a considerable lack of interactions with humankind, having been sealed up in the depths of the Wilted Woods where trainers barely visited, and even when they did, this Phantump lived in an off-ways area that even fewer would ever visit as one had to move in a direction other than the overpowering presence in the middle. So, it was unfamiliar with the gestures, even if it perhaps could recognize the meaning. But… the ghost-eyes under the white floating trunk frowned upon her words.

[color=c2bcb6]‘Phan-!’[/color] That hadn’t been the purpose of the song. The Phantump suddenly instead darted at Amelia for not quite clear reasons, and then halted inches in front of her face. [color=c2bcb6]‘-tump!’[/color] It cried out, stretching its tiny arms as wide as it could, making a noise in her face. Then, after that, it’d let the arms fall down as it simply then watched Amelia’s reaction assuming it hadn’t been acted against by any of Amelia’s allies due to the seeming potential of a violent intention in the movement. 

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[@Rune_Alchemist]

Delphox actually let out a bit of a smile as Claire protected her actions, though Laurinda showed no sign of having taken this into account as the two left back into the woods.

The Skarmory indeed struggled to ensure Claire wasn’t trying any stupid midair acrobatics, did not mean it didn’t necessarily mind teaching her a little lesson. Midst attempted acrobatics, it suddenly nosedived, making Claire have to trust in that the bird was keeping control as it then pulled up right before it would have crashed into the waves of the sea, making her feel the full G-forces of that before the Skarmory waved its wings to catch up to the others. Eugene’s eyebrows had raised a little as she came back from that.

But, regardless, she could get off and celebrate being alive and in the resort of Redcoast City. The beach was indeed close.

[color=d6d2a9]‘Ooough, Ellias didn’t actually fly all that high, I was unprepared…’[/color]  Yvonne complained a bit as she came off, recovering. But, as she had said she would, she also collected Eugene’s number, so she could call him back if she needed him, although perhaps she’d be a bit more wary about the prize next time.

[color=b5bdba]‘No problem.’[/color] Eugene said to Claire upon her thanks, nodding to her. He also grabbed a back of snacks and fed his Skarmories with them as thanks for their efforts, and offered the two girls if they wanted to try feeding them as a means of thanking the birds for their efforts in carrying them here.

[color=b5bdba]‘Route 11 is just east, though you may want an umbrella. Fashion outlets are around the Contest Hall.’[/color] He told somewhat informatively as he looked to Claire. And then… that point, yeah. [color=b5bdba]‘Ah, yes. The Sacred Grounds, or so they’re called. It’s a former festival-zone, an island of flowers and Pokémon. It used to be a part of the Redcoast experience, with people going over there to see the beautiful sights and partake in festivals, but due to recent overhunting of the rare Pokémon on the island it’s now a Pokémon reserve where humans aren’t allowed to visit, enforced by Team Virtue.’[/color] He scratched the back of his hair a little as he looked at Claire.

[color=b5bdba]‘Sorry if you wanted to visit. Amethyst did a number to it. They say it’ll be reopened to public when it’s deemed safe again, for the Pokémon.’[/color] So he explained, and then it was up to Claire what to do with this information.

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[@Pink Madness]

Donna managed to make her way past the brawl of Geodudes, leaving the pile of noisy rocks all dealing minute damage to one another behind and she made her way upwards. As she kept walking, the incline turned steeper and steeper. The road ahead became darker and darker. She’d notice the remains of former tunnels on her left and right, which had collapsed for some reason or another. While maybe her sense of direction had may have gotten lost as the rising cavern kept turning left and right, but it’d occur to her that she was marching much higher than the level at which she had entered this cavern. It was common knowledge that Lakewatch Town, the destination on the other side, was at lake-level. The entrance she had entered from was already after a hill upwards. Was it really upwards she wanted to go?

… Huh. There’s something on the floor, here.

[center][color=6ecff6][i]Donna found TM39 Rock Tomb![/i][/color][/center]

The passage was turning really dark, would soon be very difficult and potentially dangerous to travel without some form of artificial light-source to light the way. There were Geodudes on the sides of the rising tunnels that were glancing at her as she moved on, giving her stares while they hid to the sides. There were Zubats in the ceiling, waiting for the right time to swarm their target. It was deadly silent, only Donna’s own footsteps sounding as she walked on…

A thunderous crushing noise echoed from somewhere in front. Even in the darkness, Donna could tell the cavern opened up into a much, much larger area of open space. The sound was almost like rocks crushing one another, but the size of it sounded enormous. It’d quickly fall silent again, moments after it had sounded out.

… Would Donna press on?