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Spring time in the desert didn't come with the same trappings that one might necessarily appreciate with Spring; there were no Flaaffy or Mareep here, tending to their newborn lambs, no Torchic chirping after militant fire-type mother birds... One was unlikely to see a new flower blooming from the sands, or feel the fuzzy, slightly stifling effect of grass types releasing pollen to the air in vast numbers...
Of course, who knew what might be happening within the Team Rocket base, but out here, in nature, that was not happening in a desert.
Not that it was devoid of life, of course.
Wild pokemon- insects, ground types flying types- could be heard, or perhaps even glimpsed, at a distance; one learned not to get to close to the big red R, after all.

The Spring air felt -good-. So it was a desert... Tambrey didn't really care. She was outside, in the Spring.
Training shoes, black work-out shorts and a light blue top gave the impression that she'd come out here for a run, or at least some form of exercise or training- bolstered by the water bottle on the ground and the soft sheen across her skin- but, now, she seemed to be either on a break or having finished. The grunt was wearing her glasses, looking out across the sands, apparently, though if one got close enough to see, as she took a deep breath in, they'd see that her eyes were, momentarily, closed.
It was a good day to be outside... And away from various stresses within.

Opening her eyes, the grunt caught a flash of red nearby- a pokeball release, there was no misidentifying that particular flash these days.
So, someone else was out here. It wasn't surprising at all on such a day and letting pokemon out to enjoy it was probably a good idea.
Or, the fliers at least.
She reached down, having taken the pokeballs from her belt and placing them with the water bottle earlier.
One after the other, three flashes revealed three flying pokemon; a pink Golbat and two normal Pidgeotto, one dressed in a ridiculous scarf for such weather.
Palu looked around, puffed up, frowned and immediately settled to roost in the sand. She wasn't going to take her scarf off for anyone, but she wasn't going back in the ball either- she'd have a nice nap here near the base and Tam's stuff.
"Heh. Alright." The grunt smirked at her then smiled at Pygi and Lasi. "Y' two go have a bit of a fly 'round. Play."
Granted permission, they didn't need to be told twice, and wheeled into the air, Pygi definitely faster, though the large bat seemed to have more precise control. They seemed elated to be in the air, though would soon be taking an interest in Pinkie.

Tambrey, then, looked around for whoever else was out here, walking casually toward where the she'd noted the pokeball flash.

"Discipline; Important part of trainin' y'r human." Tambrey greeted with a friendly smirk as she approached, watching Pinkie trot away.
The grunt then turned to smile at Rory.
"It's good t' see you out of the infirmary though, and out here. 'S nice day t' be 's well."
She watched the skyline for a moment, where two flying types were descending, no doubt having spotted the pink fire type.
"How are you feeling?"

The two had, indeed, spotted Pinkie and were eager to meet a new friend; especially a certain bat who was realising that Pinkie was, well, pink! The /best/ colour in his opinion, of course.
He wheeled around and flew close with a grin, while Pygi landed a short distance away and chirped a friendly hello; her beak not really designed for 'polite smile', she somehow conveyed the expression as best she could anyway.

The bird and the bat were clearly 'young minded', though the 'older' of them (the bat) seemed a little more immature than the bird. They were both excited to be out of their pokeballs though and really seemed to want to play.
Without introducing himself, the bat attempted to get a game of tag going by reaching out to trap and 'tap' Pinkie with his wing, before fluttering off. The bird, too, would take this as a sign of the game and flap herself in a different direction.
They did, at least, seem to understand 'fairness' though, as they remained low enough for Pinkie to 'tag' them if she caught them.

Tambrey nodded. She certainly didn't like the few times she'd been stuck in a bed, though thankfully it had never been for weeks or months at a time.
"Well you picked a good day t' be out here. 'S nice." She paused, then added "I hope the magazines helped, by the way. They'd have been more current but 've not had much chance t' leave the base since, y' know..."

The pokemon were delighted to have a playmate out here; even Palu was pleased to see them playing, though she kept a wary eye on them lest they got too close to her roosting spot.
Lasi looked shocked that he'd been tagged, but was quickly grinning again as he flapped around to give chase.
Pygi, meanwhile, swooped between the pair, taunting to distract the pursuer a bit.

"Y'r welcome. 'M goin' t' try and catch up when I next get into a town, so I'll let you borrow the next couple once I've read them too." She promised.
"I know y'r not trapped in a bed anymore but, y'know, in case you were interested."

"No rush." Tambrey smiled back. "But thanks. So, uh... Was there anyone in them that you used t' know or met much?" She tried to sound more casual than she felt about it, but knowing someone who used to compete on the professional circuit was rather 'cool' in her book.
Truthfully she wanted to know everything about everything he could tell about contests and the coordinators, but she contained herself well.

The two flying types chased each other for a moment or two, but were rather quick- or at least Pygi was- to notice that the Ponyta had stopped playing.
Calling for a pause to the game, she and the bat flapped back to land near Pinkie, curious to make sure nothing was wrong.

Tambrey smirked. "Any 'morons' being particular stand-outs?"
She could have been asking about the contest circuits or on base, though of course, more likely she meant the former.

The two flying types regarded the pony pokemon curiously and let little nods show they understood- though in Lasi's case his whole body tilted forward.
<> The Pidgeotto spoke kindly, patiently and, though the bat nodded to agree, it was clear that he was slightly less patient about cutting the game short, though prepared to give the Ponyta as long as she needed to.
<< I'm Lasi!>> The bat announced, pleased to introduce himself to a new friend, and more pleased to have done it before the Pidgeotto, who didn't really seem to mind though.
<> Pygi was 'bird-smiling' again.

"Really?" Tambrey remained smirking, eyebrows raising slightly. "He seems so... /pretty/. Wouldn't take him for a fighting type."

<> The bat commented, then grinned when Pinkie asked who was 'it'. <> He declared and shot off along, flying close to the ground.
<> The bird puffed her feathers and wriggled her wings. She was ready to chase.