[h3][color=e4add5]Celes Elwyn[/color], [color=fbf374]Olivier Laine[/color], and [color=fc3862]Nasir the Zoroark[/color][/h3]
[b]Team Celes:[/b] [color=f2b56f]Ranulf the Dragonite[/color], [color=a6bfe4]Mist the Dratini[/color]
[b]Team Olivier:[/b] [color=b4f694]Libra the Ralts[/color]

[@Sketcher][@Shiny Keldeo][@Light Lord]
A melodramatic sigh escaped the small girl's lips as everyone kept trying to cheer her up, even if she didn't want to be cheered up. Actually making eye contact with Michael, she let out a grumbling reply, [color=e4add5]"Sheesh... you don't know when to quit, huh? I mean... sure, maybe they had a plan, but [i]I had a plan too[/i], and that plan wasn't ditching my friends..."[/color] Ignoring the newcomer's words at first, she finally turned towards the man she had seen before. [color=e4add5]"Just because he knew what was going on, didn't mean he had to... ugh..."[/color]

Rubbing her arm against her nose, she made a sniffling noise before continuing, [color=e4add5]"Whelp, no one's going to let me be miserable so I guess I'll just. I dunno. Stop sulking I guess."[/color]   

Picking herself up, Celes reluctantly put on a smile. However, instead of socializing, she just stood there awkwardly. Seeing this, her Dratini made her way over, coiling around her leg. [color=a6bfe4]<Celes...>[/color]

Devon picked up the small Ralts, and Libra let out a happy chirp. [color=b4f694]<Oh yeah... it's a little hard to see with my eyes like this. When I evolve it's supposed to get better.>[/color]  

At Brook's introduction, Nasir gave the man a bow, [color=fc3862]"It's a pleasure, Brooks. You must be quite a skilled Trainer if you were able to deal with our assailants. Which, by the way, I am quite thankful you were able to assist with that."[/color]

Olivier would casually chime in, [color=fbf374]"His Feraligatr is quite strong. Actually, I recorded the entire fight from earlier, if anyone's interested..."[/color] After a moment's pause, he asked a question, [color=fbf374]"So this Team Royal Skies... They sound rather dangerous. I'll avoid any armored men, I suppose. Not that they'd want anything to do with me I'm sure..."[/color]

The Pokémon spoke to one another, and at Glameow's words, Mist let out a small sigh, [color=a6bfe4]<Ranulf's... kinda just like that. He basically raised Celes, so he's very, very protective of her. In a fatherly way, you know? Anyway, I understand why she's mad. I'd be upset too.>[/color] Looking over to the Cyndaquil, and then the Chikorita, she smiled, [color=a6bfe4]<Nice to meet you too! I'm Mist. And uh... yeah I know she'll get over it soon enough. She's not usually mad for long, but I guess this' never happened before.>[/color]