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Lorie scanned the crowd, chewing her lip impatiently. It wasn't like Sneasel to just... disappear like that, he knew Lorie feared of being abandoned above all things. [i]That little devil, when he comes back I'll--[/i]

Lorie's thoughts were interrupted by someone walking to her with a polite apology. Looking at the woman with a pointed frown, Lorie just stared. [i]Umbreon?[/i] That was... why would this woman think that?
[color=#bd0087]"I... no? What is it with you people and this 'Umbreon'?!"[/color] Lorie almost snapped, her confusion coming off as anger even though she didn't mean it to. Feeling a little twinge of guilt for being so rude, Lorie awkwardly licked her lips and tried to muster up a less curt tone of voice as she continued: [color=#bd0087]"...Is that some sort of pokémon?"[/color] She certainly felt like an idiot for having to even ask, but Lorie had never gone to an academy. Nor did she have one of those fancy... pokedex thingies or whatever.
[i]"Ssneaseel!"[/i] came a nasal cry from behind Lorie and the strange woman talking to her. [i]There you are,[/i] Lorie thought, relieved, as her Sneasel hurried through the crowd. Something was in his mouth... a wallet? Of [i]course[/i] Sneasel had been picking some pockets again, Lorie thought.
Taking the wallet from Sneasel's mouth and giving it a little harsh pat on the head as if to both thank him and let him know she had been worried, Lorie turned her attention back to the woman with a steel sharp gaze, waiting for an answer. If this Umbreon was a pokémon, or a rare pokémon no less, Lorie was interested.