[color=silver][h2][center]Stella Lumite[/center][/h2][/color]

[hider=Inventory]GP: 1500
Items: PokeBall 6x, Potion x5, Antidote x5, Escape Rope, Repel[/hider]
[hider=Roster][hider=Kaebe]Tyrunt ♂, Lv 8, Full HP
Moves: Tackle, Tail Whip, Roar, Ancient Power
Ability: Strong Jaw[/hider]
[hider=Ocul]Blipbug ♂, Lv 7, Full HP
Moves: Struggle Bug, Infestation
Ability: Swarm[/hider]
[hider=Scamp]Yamper ♀, Lv 5, Full HP
Moves: Tackle, Tail Whip, Nuzzle
Ability: Rattled[/hider]
[hider=Niblet]Joltic ♀, Lv 7, Full HP
Moves: Absorb, Fury Cutter, Electroweb
Ability: Compound Eyes[/hider]
[hider=Sterk]Rookidee ♂, Lv 5, Full HP
Moves: Peck, Leer, Power Trip
Ability: Big Pecks[/hider]
[hider=Spoops]Gastly ♂, Lv 6, Full HP
Moves: Lick, Confuse Ray, Hypnosis
Ability: Levitation[/hider]
[hider=PC]Empty[/hider][/hider]

Stella gave a soft sigh as she found nothing obvious within the room. Gastly noted the egg quickly as they entered, and the bookish girl nodded about it but wanted to check out the whole room first. [color=silver]”Huh. It's like being at home.”[/color] It was about as abandoned of people as she expected, but there wasn't anything in here to have made that noise. Did it leave the egg and, what, just left?

Then there were the pictures. Someone bothered to tear out all the depictions of.. someone. The mother died first? Tragically, perhaps. Who was the missing figure? Her finger brushed the fur on the one picture frame, [color=silver]“what, a Pokèmon tore the pictures..? It was probably the Pokèmon that was torn out, anyway. Don’t you think?”[/color] The girl looked back at Gastly.

[color=a187be]“Gas?”[/color]

[color=silver]”Hm.”[/color] She nodded softly, considering possibilities, then shook her head. Not enough information. She carefully gathered the egg and diary before having a seat on the couch to go through the diary.

She sat with the egg in her lap, her arms around it as she held the diary in front of her. She brushed her fingers over it for a moment, [color=silver]”it's just a book now, isn't it..”[/color] another moment, and she opened the diary.