[h3][color=#C72E5C]Monday Mallory[/color][/h3]
[b][Sinnoh Flight 668 - Bound for Viore International Airport][/b]

Monday woke from her fitful nap with a start, rubbing the sleep from her eyes with a scowl. She'd been having a nightmare; not a wonderful omen for her first day of a journey in a new region. 

She'd woken up at just the right time, however; within minutes of her awakening, the pilot announced their arrival at Viore International Airport. Without waiting for the seatbelt light to go off, Monday leaped from her seat and dragged her bag from the overhead compartment. She wasn't about to dither around like the rest of the plane, oh no.

A flight attendant spotted her and hurried over, all professionalism and smiles. "Ma'am," he called. "If you could please wait in your seat until the capta--"

Monday cut the poor man off with a sharp glare. [color=#C72E5C]"And why the hell should I?"[/color] She snapped, slinging her bag over her shoulder. [color=#C72E5C]"We're not gonna crash pulling into the stupid [i]parking spot.[/i]"[/color] As if to prove her point, the light dinged off, and the pilot began the usual spiel thanking the passengers for the patronage. Without a second glance, Monday began muscling through the crowd of people getting to their feet, silencing any complaints with nothing more than a nasty look. 

As Monday emerged into Viore International Airport, she reached to her belt and detached her Duskull's pokeball, releasing the Requiem pokemon with a shower of decorative sparks. [color=#C72E5C]"Ok Asystole, looks like the first gym's in Riviera, so let's hurry up and get moving."[/color] 

Asystole gave a nod and floated up to rest on her trainer's head, glowing red eye scanning the crowds as Monday strode towards the entrance.