[color=orchid][center][h1]Sophia Danvers[/h1]
[h3]Outskirts of Mesalon[/h3][/center][/color]
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Sophia glared. Great, just great. Not only had she just run into that arrogant jerk again, he now had a Ralts of all Pokemon. A Ralts who seemed to be telling him her exact emotional state. All her doubts, all her insecurities, were laid bare for her rival to know about.

[color=orchid]"Nothing... It's nothing,"[/color] Sophia responded with a scowl. [color=orchid]"I don't need another one of your lectures."[/color] With a glance at Oscar's new Pokemon, she thought over the techniques she knew to guard her mind against other psychics, but right now she could barely concentrate. Knowing she was upsetting Daisho brought a surge of guilt, which was only likely to distress him further. Taking a deep breath, she tried thinking about the Chimecho's soothing song, but that just made her feel like a child who needed comforting.

She took a step away from the Ralts. Why was she being so hopeless right now? She wasn't supposed to be like this.

She'd been about to make her excuses and get away when Rheese caught up. At his words, Sophia froze in place, eyes darting around as if she were looking for some space to crawl into and hide. His attempt to comfort her had just revealed to Oscar exactly what had happened. Not only had she lost the battle, she'd given up. How was she going to save face now?

[color=orchid]"It-It was just bad luck!"[/color] she blurted, barely able to look Oscar in the eye. [color=orchid]"I'll have you know I was doing pretty well at first!"[/color] She knew all too well, though, that he'd see right through the front she put up, especially with the new addition to his team.

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[b]Pokemon Party:[/b] Gothita lv10, Purrloin lv9, Staryu lv8
[b]Pokemon in PC:[/b]
[b]Inventory:[/b] Pokeball x3[/hider]
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[color=orangered][center][h1]Solanna Delacloude[/h1]
[h3]Outskirts of Mesalon[/h3][/center][/color]
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As another young adult, similarly injured, arrived on the scene, Solanna couldn't help but feel awful about getting away from the hospital earlier instead of trying to help. Remembering the Ralts, she tried to suppress the feeling. These people would be ok... wouldn't they? She knew, though, that some of the most painful wounds were emotional ones.

[color=orangered]"Whimsicott,"[/color] she said to the fluffy sheep beside her. [color=orangered]"Go over and cheer her up."[/color] As Whimsicott approached the girl, Solanna watched her lean down and gently pet the Pokemon on the head, the icy front starting to thaw.

It was obvious Sophia's spiky attitude hid all manner of self-doubts. What had happened, though, to make her that way?