[center][h3][color=ec008c]Alexandria "Alexis" Deva[/color][/h3][/center]

If one were to look in a certain area of Windshire, they'd notice the locals and visitors turning their heads to focus their gazes toward a person that wore the strangest outfit they've seen worn in public. The person in question being a young girl walking around with a Snorunt in her arms, and what looked to be a random, decorated mic strapped to her waist. She walked with a sickly sweet smile on her face. She was enjoying the attention. Her snorunt seemed to be indifferent to the stares, but slightly annoyed toward the girl's smugness.

"[color=ec008c]You see that, Snorunt?[/color]" asked the girl. "[color=ec008c]No doubt our very presence has attracted the attention of our future fans![/color]"

Snorunt wiggled as if she was trying to shake her head in disagreement.

"[color=ec008c]This may be pretty far from home, but this region will witness the birth of new stars! And we'll be the brightest! Isn't that right, Snorunt?[/color]"

Snorunt wiggled again.

"[color=ec008c]Yeah, there's that 'Team Noble' people keep talking about, but don't worry about it so much. We'll take them down along the way! After all, they were MADE to fall to us! Just like every other trainer that we'll face![/color]"

Snorunt just sighed in response. She expected as much from Alexandria. The human girl either doesn't know or doesn't care about limitations. She'd have to learn the hard way eventually.