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"So? What do you think of this place?" Sabrina asked Nina, as she sat down across from her on a small blanket that they had spread on the ground. The Gym Leader was dressed in a light blue blouse and shorts of a matching color, as opposed to the normal purple suit she typically wore.

Nina smiled, and took in a breath of the clean air that was being produced from her serene surroundings. She heard the faint cry of a Pokemon in the background, and her smile got a little bit bigger. Looking to her left, there was a large, sparkling lake, full of aquatic Pokemon. Several Goldeens, Luvdiscs, and Corsolas were amongst the Pokemon that lived inside it-- every now and then, a Luvdisc or Goldeen would jump out of the water and then go back under when it landed, while a Corsola would pop its head up occasionally. Also, a Slowpoke had its tail dipped into the water, hoping it would be bitten by a Shellder. "I love it," Nina said, gazing back to Sabrina. "How did you manage to find this place?"

"I've known of this place for quite some time," the elder sister replied. "I used to come here whenever I was stressed or having a bad day, and all the stress and everything would just... melt away." She smiled softly. "This is actually where I caught Oracle, way back when she was just a little Abra. Ever since then, this place has always been very special to me."

"I'm very grateful that you decided to share it with me," Nina said, with appreciation very obvious in her voice.

"It's not a problem, you dummy," Sabrina said with a bit of a grin on her face. "Besides, everyone deserves to have a place where they can just... get away from everything. You know?"

Nina nodded, and agreed. "I think that my comfort zone--well, back at home, anyway-- is probably the Dragon's Den in Blackthorn City. Clair used to take me in there when I was younger, and I saw my first Dratini inside there... So, that made it kind of special to me." Nina paused. "Clair's a really good woman, you know? I mean, sure, she seems to have a little bit of a gruff exterior, but she's very kind once you get to know her... She sorta reminds me of you, in that aspect."

Sabrina smiled as she laid down on her back, looking up to the sky. "Is that so?" she asked. "I hardly deserve to be compared to her; Clair is a much better trainer than I am. She's had a bit more experience, and her know-how when it comes to battling is amazing." Sabrina closed her eyes for a moment, and just listened to the sounds of her surroundings. A few seconds later, however, she grimaced badly, and her eyes opened.

"Sabrina?" Nina asked, looking over to her sister. "What's the matt-" The azul-haired girl flinched and fell backward a second later. She covered her mouth and her eyes began to water.

Sabrina's blouse had a stain of blood in the middle of it, and the dark crimson color slowly started to spread until it completely changed the blouse's color. Sabrina's eyes glassed over and she stared blankly at the sky...


Nina flung up in her bed, and let out a horrible scream of grief, before she hid her face in her hands and started to sob softly. Her hair and dress seemed to turn an even darker shade of black.

The boy moved his toes around the inside of his boots, feeling suddenly that they were a bit loose. He turned his legs from beneath the table to the walkway between booths. The boy bent down and tightened the laces on his boots. Kilik scratched his nose and let out a sneeze when he turned to see another few people leave the Center; this time, it was a group of girls that all had seemed to have started their journey together. He coughed once or twice, something had caught in his throat. One of the girls looked over her shoulder at him and smiled. Kilik blinked at her and then went back to his shoes. Upon seeing this, she frowned and left the Center quickly, trying to catch up with her friends.

"What?" he said softly, "I looked at her, didn't I?" he asked nobody.

((Never thought I would say this here but there is a lot of emoness going on in this rp right now. Lol))

Why? Who wouldn't!?

"There is no playing around with Fire types, what you see is what you get, offensive powerhouses." Mike stood up proudly, his flame decorated clothes blowing in the wind. "They just ooze raw power, and all that heat, it's just the perfect type! Add the fact that I grew up around a volcano and it's pretty simple!" He clapped, a small click being heard. "Hm?" Was all he could let out before a short burst of flames shot straight up from his hands into the sky. The boy yelped, totally forgetting about the invention his mom insisted on giving him, those psycho arsonist gloves.

"Um...never mind that, my mother has a little too much time on her hands." He blushed, taking note to be more careful as he took a bite out of his sandwich. "So yeah, the Magmar..."

This was the deciding moment, it was all down to this...

Mike's fingers rapped on the inside of the artificial cave.

The sound of his PokeNav ringing nearly caused him to fall over. Actually, he did fall over. Now sitting on his bottom on the ground, he fidgeted around until he found the ringing machine, and glanced down at the name. A slight feeling of uneasyness overcame him, but he figured that was still the effects of the Gravol on his body. It seemed to throw everything off. "Hello?" he said, hoping he didn't sound as shaky as he felt. "Kas? Is that you? Are you safe?"

"Just a little bit of leftover sea sickness," Keegan responded, mostly truthfully. "Remember what happened last time?" He chuckled, and got to his feet. The more he moved, the quicker he started to feel better. "Sure, of course," he replied. "I'm in Slateport, we just got here. Where are you? Do you want me to come there? Or what?"