[color=orchid][h1][center]Sophia Danvers[/center][/h1][/color]

[color=orchid]"Move aside,"[/color] Sophia hissed as she pushed through the crowd, glaring at people who were talking too loudly on their phones. The jet lag was bad enough, she shouldn't have to deal with this too. A headache was building up behind her eyes. She hoped it wouldn't affect her ability to concentrate. There would most likely be people in Windshire she'd want to impress with her particular skills.

"Hey!" a man yelled as she elbowed him in the ribs. She regarded him coolly, focusing on his hat. It slipped over his eyes. "Wha...?!" She turned around before she could see his reaction, her bow-tipped shoes clicking on the tiles as she swept through the airport and out of the door.

As soon as she stepped outside, the Pokeball at her belt shook and opened. In a burst of light, her Gothita appeared beside her. "Go-thi!" she squealed, looking at her new surroundings in awe. Sophia's steely expression softened. Much of the time, the Gothita preferred to be out of her Pokeball. Reaching down and stroking the Pokemon on the head, Sophia smiled. [color=orchid]"Well, we're here,"[/color] she said. [color=orchid]"You ready for this?"[/color] Gothita nodded, with a happy cry of "I-ta!"

Sophia made her way towards the lab, the Gothita by her side. She frowned as the wind blew her hair into her face. The ribbons and ruffles on her clothes flapped around. At least the weather wasn't as bad as that of Mistralton, but it was still an inconvenience.

Upon noticing a young man in a grey hooded jacket heading in the same direction as her, she approached him. [color=orchid]"Hi,"[/color] she said, a confident smile on her face. [color=orchid]"It doesn't take someone like me to tell you're here for the same reason I am. It's just a shame about this weather."[/color] She threw a closed frilled parasol into the air and stared at it. It snapped open, drifting a little on the breeze, but she controlled its direction, using her power to pull it down. Her smirk spreading, she reached out and closed her slim fingers around the handle, tilting the parasol to block the wind.

Her Gothita, who had been glancing around at the sights of Windshire, scowled as she noticed what Sophia was doing. The Pokemon focused her own telekinetic power on the parasol. Sophia's smirk faded instantly as her parasol turned inside out - against the wind. She groaned. Why did her Pokemon find tricks like this funny? She grabbed the edge, only for it to close on her head. [color=orchid]"Aargh!"[/color] She flailed for a few seconds before managing to open it, her hair sticking out in all directions. She glowered over her shoulder at the Gothita, who gave her a look of innocence. So much for a first impression.