[b][color=#be7d4d]Roux.[/color][/b]
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Rachel's eyes wandered through the lobby, finding more and more trainers accompanied by their Pokemon. She wondered if she had missed a trend in carrying one's partner outside their Pokeball, scoffing at the notion. Her upper-lip rose and her brows furrowed; why would anyone induldge that risk for extended periods of time? Her gaze wandered down her body, knowing that underneath her coat laid a small Pokeball containing Anri. The sole reason she let the Eevee walk outside even for five minutes outside of battles was because her partner Pokemon became grumpy when she wouldn't call her out, truthfully.

The hands in her pockets turned into fists, a scowl embedded in her face. With a small backwards kick against the wall, Roux pushed herself up, ready to wander. Crowds always had her on edge, and the fact that everything was so overwhelmingly cheerful didn't help the matter; it almost made her feel inadequate, though she quickly erased the choice of words in her head with "out of place". Pacing through the lobby, she watched a Magnemite pester a young trainer, and an urge arose in her to grab it, just to unsettle its Trainer, to really hammer the recklessness over his or her head, but the refrained from doing, striding past the duo  with a jerky flick of her hair.

[b][color=#be7d4d][i]"Dumb trainers,"[/i][/color][/b] she mumbled, kicking an emptoy, crumpled up potion bottle someone had thrown away wihout much care for the bins, when she suddenly bumped into another body, her head thudding against a firm but humanly-forgiving chest. [b][color=#be7d4d][i]"Hey! Can you NOT just stay in the middle of the...[/i][/color][/b] she barked, combing slender digits through her tousled hair, but fell silent when she saw the trainer she had run into. Her head tilted to the side in curious bewilderment, which dampened her angry expression considerably. [b][color=#be7d4d][i]"Hey, do... Do I know you?[/i][/color][/b]