[center][color=gray][h3]Leisy Takigawa[/h3][/color]
— Feyhollow Town —[/center]
[color=gray]“Oh my god,”[/color] Leisy said, eyes wide in alarm. [color=gray]“That’s terrible!”[/color] Such a situation had never happened in the hub that was the area around Leisy’s parents’ house in Central City. 


That the Pokemon themselves had been kidnapped was distressing in itself. There were few ways people could kidnap Pokemon, and none of them incited pleasant thoughts.


Leisy tensed up when footsteps sounded behind her, spinning around to spot Ella charging over with wide eyes. [i]Calm down, Leisy,[/i] she said, internally smacking herself. [i]It’s not the end of the world yet, and I need you to focus right now.[/i]


Keeping up with her friend’s fast pace, Leisy followed Vivian out the Pokemon Center and toward a different part of the town with quaint houses splattered with colorful patches of flora that seemed to stake their claim on everything. 


Leisy spotted Vivian’s house before they even reached it. Impossible to miss, the large garden that must have once been overflowing with life had been reduced to a wilted and trampled mess of yellowing green. Vivian broke into a run ahead of her, and Leisy followed with quick steps but kept a bit of distance as the girl embraced her parents, sharing their silent sorrow. When things seemed to have been settled between them, Leisy approached to introduce herself.


[color=gray]“Hello,”[/color] she started, awkward. Should she offer her condolences? Attempt to try and reassure them? [color=gray]"I’m Leisy Takigawa, nice to meet you,”[/color] Leisy said, holding out a hand to Vivian’s parents.


Shaking their hands, Leisy sensed that they were nice people who loved Pokemon as much as she or any other Pokemon trainer would, and she knew she had to help them. [color=gray]“We’re going to help Vivian find your Pokemon. Would you mind telling us what happened?”[/color]


[hr]Leisy (HHG): 82+2
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[center][color=indianred][h3]Shanae Eller[/h3][/color]
— Atana Mountain Range —[/center]
While the cold had been nearly unbearable outside, without the biting wind it was much more bearable for Shanae as she shook off what little snow had gathered on the top of her hood. [color=indianred]“Yeesh it was cold!”[/color] Shanae said, looking down at Turris with a grin. [color=indianred]“Let’s go then? Lead the way, my faithful Pokemon!”[/color]


Turris, in a move very like himself, planted himself down where he stood and pointed to his mouth. “Aaar,” he said, waiting patiently. Rolling her eyes, Shanae rummaged through her bag for a canister of berries. Her fingertips caught on the familiar glossy packaging, and she pulled it out and opened it before placing it on the ground before her Pokemon. 


[color=indianred]“Not all of it!”[/color] she said as Turris dug in, metal teeth grating like gears as he inhaled half the box. Shanae tugged the container away, raising a finger. [color=indianred]“You get the rest [i]after[/i] we find the lake.”[/color]


Turris let out a small whining noise but relented, starting up again into the cave like machinery. Shanae followed, eyes softening as she secretly pocketed a few berries before zipping the now mostly-empty box back into her bag.


[hr]Shanae (HHG): 14+1
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//edit: 54CP from this point.