[center][h2][color=palegoldenrod]Gabrielle Angouras[/color][/h2][/center]

The sight of the luxurious room, complete with four poster bed and dressing table, gave a slight lift to Gabrielle's spirits. When the Roserade asked if she wanted him to stay and help her, though, she scowled.

[color=palegoldenrod]"I'll be just fine cleaning and dressing myself,"[/color] she replied, motioning for him to leave as she headed into the bathroom. There was no real reason for the awkwardness - she had no clothes to take off, her modesty preserved by fur instead. Still, having been human up until very recently, she couldn't let go of certain qualms so quickly.

Looking down at the mud she'd dripped onto the tiles, then at the fluff hanging in filthy bedraggled curls from her wrists and ears, she sighed. It would take forever to get clean and dry. [color=palegoldenrod]"Oh second thoughts, go get someone to help me dry off afterwards. And to bring me a dress,"[/color] she demanded. Even as a Pokemon, she deserved to be treated like the star she was.