Alexis really should have paid attention to the time before she grabbed her team and started running off. It was getting close to dusk, and the darkness wasn't exactly the best place to practice tournament moves. At least, not with the moves they had at the moment. However, it was still good for training pokemon for battles. In fact, some pokemon only come out at night, so Alexis and her team might find a new pokemon to bring along.
In any case, it was getting darker, and they have all had a long day. Still, she didn't want to look like an idiot and head right back when people saw her leave to go train. But what kind of pokemon would she even find here at this time of day, anyway? The answer to that question came in the form of several large, glowing red eyes that suddenly opened up. They stared at Alexis and her team from the trees.
Alexis and her team felt that they should've just headed back.
Deneb Astrologian
Maracas and a Question
"
You two know a lot about Pokemon."
Deneb was still a child. Though, he held interest in Pokemon like many that were around his age, he never even thought to look deeper into things. That was more his parents' thing. They liked to do research into certain things, and they found out a lot along the way. He really only knew a bit about the pokemon back home, but these two trainers seemed to know so much more. It was intimidating in a sense.
Still, Edea was there to help him switch focus in that regard. Her dance became much more wild as she spun around, almost dizzying herself. For a moment, some of her petals began to fall off and quickly regrow, and the fallen ones began to swirl around her. Thinking that it might be a bad sign, Deneb spoke to the Maractus.
"
Edea."
Edea stopped immediately, and looked at her trainer. The boy made a small gesture with his hands, and she shuffled over to him. She placed the maracas in his hands, and shuffled back. Deneb gripped on the handles, and made a series of motions. Strangely, the maracas didn't make a sound. Edea nodded in response, and shuffled side to side, waving her arms, which resulted with the sound of shaking Maracas coming from her.
Edea just liked to carry the empty maracas for fun. That much, Deneb knew.
With Edea's would dance quelled, Deneb looked at the two ladies once more. He had a question about something that was earlier mentioned.
"
Your spirits are different from the ones I've seen. They possessed swords instead of becoming Yamask?"
Jerkchicken
Xantara Aradia