[center][color=82ca9d][h1][u][b]Ivy Aspen[/b][/u][/h1][/color]
[h2]“In which lots of people bother Ivy”[/h2]

She’d tried to get over it. Really, she’d tried her best. But… 

Nipple.

Rings.

Ivy Aspen had been chased by a sixty-foot Onix. She’d been mistaken for a child not once, but twice. She’d gotten lost (and summarily found) in the woods.

She just couldn’t deal with nipple rings right now. 

Instead, she looked down at her Mareep and focused, very intensely, on feeding him. There would be no making eye contact with strange, ginormous exhibitionists. There would [i]certainly[/i] be no looking at his—

At his—

ANYWAY.

Feeding Tesla.

Ah. Peace at last. She’d had a hard day. Seriously, was it really too much to ask for a few minutes to just sit down in silence and feed her Pokemon without any unnecessary interruptions?

And then someone poked her.
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"Hey, hope you've got enough pies for everyone else here too!~"[/color] 

Well, yes. Apparently it was.

Ivy looked up, and there was… a boy. Another giant, but this one didn’t quite live up to the standard that the other one had set. Skinny looking. Awful, uncombed purple hair. And a disgusting, sappily happy smile.

He was almost… glowing. It was revolting.

What, had he just come back from a tryst in the woods with his girlfriend? She’d sworn she’d seen a flash of red hair out of the corner of her eye, but maybe it had been a hallucination.

He was definitely giving Lord Tesla a very strange look, though, and Ivy definitely wasn’t sure that she liked that. How dare he? [sub]heathens must join or die[/sub] 

[color=6ecff6]"I don't ever recall seeing you in the lab... or with this group for that matter; are you a ninja or something that decided to accompany us?"[/color] he continued. Were his eyes… glimmering? What the fuck? How did he even [i]do[/i] that? [color=6ecff6]"Jests, the name is Yuu, and when did you join our little party of seven?"[/color]

The twinkling sparkle in his eyes strangely reminded Ivy of—

STOP NO DON’T THINK ABOUT IT.

More importantly… had he just said the word… “jests”? Who even said that nowadays?

She stood abruptly, whisking Tesla into her arms and leaving the Pecha Berry pie sitting in its Tupperware container on the rock. It sat there undefended, alone in the wilderness and undefended against hungry predators.

Bad move, Ivy. Very bad move.

Ivy, blissfully ignorant of the ramifications of what she had done, took a cool step backwards.

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“Ivy,” [/color]she said shortly. She… really didn’t feel like explaining much right now. [color=82ca9d]“I got separated from my group. Now I’m here.”[/color]

Honestly, she just wanted to be alone. She took yet another step back, and—

And then there were three. 

"So, what are you two lovebirds doing over here?” said she of the purple hair. Why were so many people with purple hair, anyway? Were these two related, or something?

Also… what had she called them? Yeah, not funny. 

[color=662d91]"So, Yuu,” [/color]continued Abigail. [color=662d91]“I guess you didn't find any pokemon out there? If you're that bad at finding pokemon, you're gonna have a really hard time ya know."
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And now she was trapped in a conversation. Oh, boy.

[color=82ca9d]“I,”[/color] she said robotically, with all the vocal modulation of a rock. [color=82ca9d]“Was minding my own business. Alone. It was quite pleasant.”[/color]

She hugged her Mareep tightly to herself and stared miserably at her feet. 

Arceus, what had she done to deserve this?
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