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[h3][color=662d91]~Abigail Blanchett~[/color][/h3]

[color=darkkhaki]"Use Mudsport! That ought to slow them down!"[/color]

Blake? About time he showed up. Where had he been anyways? Eh, not that it really mattered. He had used mudsport to try and slow the spinarak, by coating the ground in a thick mud. Well, she wasn't going to stick around to see if that was effective. She stuffed the newly caught spinarak in her pocket, and booked it at full speed out of the forest.

[color=f49ac2]"Come on!"
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And suddenly, her hand was being grabbed by Melody. She would have said something, but they had other problems right now. Like the currently pissed Ariados who really seemed to not like Abigail. She'd allow it, for now.

Unfortunately, only the first wave of Spinarak was slowed by the mud. As soon as the rest saw what had happened, the ones behind them took to the trees, using their webbing to move from branch to branch. Their progress had slowed considerably, but they still weren't stopping anytime soon. 

When Melody and Abigail finally reached the main road, they stopped momentarily just to catch their breath. Well, that was certainly one way to start an adventure! Sure, it may have almost gotten them killed, but damn it if it wasn't fun! She looked at the others who had decided to stay behind. Needless to say, her opinions of the ones who had stayed behind...didn't improve. Still, when Melody started giggling, Abigail couldn't help but to join her, at least a little.

[color=662d91]"Well, that was a perfect start to our little adventure!"[/color] She loudly laughed. [color=662d91]"Good training for Tyrian too!"[/color] Speaking of the little Nidoran, he was currently staying firmly put behind Abigail's legs and not even looking at those woods.

[color=f49ac2]"Oh Arceus We just fought off a horde of Spinarak. And faced certain death by Ariados. Oh Arceus. And we're covered in Spinarak webbing. I can help you get it out of your hair, if you want?"[/color]

At the mention of her hair, Abigail tentatively ran a hand through it. Yeah, that was gonna take awhile to wash out. Thankfully, she came prepared. Her hair was her defining feature after all, and she wasn't about to let some dumbass bug ruin it on her first day.

[color=f49ac2]"I'm, um... pretty good with fashion. And stuff like that. And, uh... your hair's really pretty, so it would be a shame to let it get ruined by that dumb Ariados, right?"[/color]

Abigail gave a smug little huff at the praise Melody gave her hair. Well, it was true. Not like she needed little miss cotton candy hair to tell her that.

[color=662d91]"I can take care of it myself."[/color] She said, reaching into her bag and pulling out a very expensive and luxurious bottle of shampoo. [color=662d91]"Straight from Kalos."[/color] She smugly stated. [color=662d91]"I made sure to come prepared. Not to mention the other stuff I have in here specifically for taking care of my hair."[/color] She replaced the bottle of Shampoo in her bag before returning to the question at hand. [color=662d91]"But yes, I can handle my hair myself. I'm not letting anyone else even touch it."[/color] She commented somewhat harshly. Still doing it here, would be a bit of a hassle. For now, she'd simply brush out the webbing. She'd give it the full treatment back whenever she could. 

Cherrygrove was seeming like the better travel option now though, since it was closer.....

And then, there was a loud growl from the direction of the forest. Dozens of beady little eyes, and a pair of large ones peered out at them from the woods. The spiders seemed to be deciding on whether or not pursuing these new trainers was worth the risk. After a few tense seconds, the spiders turned and left, one by one returning to their little web covered grove.

[color=662d91]"Well, that settles that."[/color] She continued, picking up Tyrian and cradling the small pokemon who seemed to have already forgotten about the near death experience. [color=662d91]"So, where did we decide we were going? I still think Blackthorn would be best."[/color] She asked the group.

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