[color=orchid][h1][center]Sophia Danvers[/center][/h1][/color]
[@AbysmalDemon] [@Iatos]

[color=orchid]"Trouble? That's putting it mildly,"[/color] Sophia had told the man in the cafeteria with a bitter laugh, hoping it wouldn't make him think badly of her. She'd tried to convince herself the damage hadn't been that bad... however, as she'd walked past the room again on her return from the cafeteria, she knew there was no kidding herself. Especially given the way another of the travellers had just reacted.

[color=orchid]"A little mischief-maker of a Purrloin happened. That's what,"[/color] she grumbled in response to his question. Right on cue, Purrloin burst from her Pokeball, still covered in plaster dust. She started rubbing around Sophia's ankles, nearly tripping the trainer up. Stumbling and yelping, Sophia managed to regain her balance. [color=orchid]"I'm not happy with you,"[/color] she said, glaring down. [color=orchid]"Come on. Back inside."[/color] She returned Purrloin to her Pokeball. She couldn't let the cat Pokemon run off again.

Handing over the key at the desk, she cringed as the nurse asked what had happened. Barely able to look her in the eye, Sophia had no choice but to reluctantly explain. Was this just going to be one of those days?