Ezra almost seemed to let his mind wander as the trainers began their stroll down the beaten path. As Hana broke off to do her own thing, the dark-haired goth girl took a pause, replying to the boy in kind. She talked in a way that made Ezra’s ears perk, with such prose and rigidity that made him feel like a child. But instead of feeling insulted, the tall boy felt almost entranced. The way her voice deepened, darkened, filled itself with some sort of disdain or disgust. Like a rolling growl lurked underneath the murky depths of her words as she examined her peculiar circumstances. 

The girl laid her motives bare, all without making eye contact. She was more focused on surveying her surroundings. Her Litwick contrasted her frigid stance, turning to face Ezra with curiosity and invitation. It didn’t seem to have a problem smiling as she looked up at the trainer, though the moment was cut short once a wild Pidgey hopped out of the brush. Both trainers seemed to quickly lock on to the unassuming little bird as it harmlessly enjoyed its day.  

[color=cc5500][b]“...That's where we will start the conquest of this land.”[/b][/color] The girl switched gears with a focused ferocity that almost made Ezra jump. [color=cc5500][b]”Sia, use your Smog!"[/b][/color] As did the Litwick as it hopped from her shoulder and into the fray, assaulting the tiny bird’s senses with a billow of dark smoke. 
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Back in front of the lab, Brie looked on as a plant bulb shouted empty threats in the general direction of herself and that weird magenta gremlin that just insisted on invading her personal space. Her trainer did well to restrain her, and soon she was no longer awake. An amusing display, to be sure. 

The Oshawott turned her attention back to her snacks. Before she knew it, everyone else had moved on. [color=#E3CA19]“Oshaa osh...” [i]Eazy’s gonna give me an earful if I don’t share this jerky with him…[/i][/color] She looked away from her foodstuffs to spot her trainer, only to perk up once she realized he was nowhere in the scene. Even the girls that had once chatted around her had begun down the path. 

[color=#E3CA19]”Osh!” [i]Crud![/i][/color] She spotted Ezra on the horizon, down the road without her. Good chance he didn’t even realize she ran off. She broke into a trot, waddling to catch up to her trainer before he could be any the wiser. 
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[color=cc5500][b]"...And just like that, my powers grow as my roster does.”[/b][/color] With the practiced words of a burgeoning supervillain, the goth girl strode over to her completed catch, retrieving the capsule that held her new Pidgey. Suddenly he confided an observation that bugged him the second she started talking to him. 

[color=#00FFAE][i]”...She reminds me of Ellowyn. Yeahh~! With the goth look and big words and everything!”[/i][/color] He thought of one of his similarly-aged cousins, one from Kalos that he and Esmerelda had the pleasure of getting to know when they vacationed in Lumiose City.

[color=#00FFAE][i]”Wonder if she does fanfiction too…”[/i][/color] He pondered as the girl approached him.  

[color=cc5500][b]"So...where is your Pokemon again?"[/b][/color] The pale-faced pierced trainer asked, with a tone that seemingly dripped with condescension. Almost like she struggled to keep her eyebrows from raising with cocksure smugness as she looked up at him.

[color=#00FFAE]“Brie? She’s…”[/color] He gestured towards his shoulder, only to realize said shoulder was bare. [color=#00FFAE]“Uhh…”[/color] He looked about his person, doing a goofy twirl for the girls. Soon he spotted her, speeding up on his rear. The Oshawott was quick to bounce up the boy’s bountiful biceps, resting on her shoulder perch similar to the goth’s Litwick. 

[color=#00FFAE]“Here she is!”[/color] He confirmed with a grin. [color=#00FFAE]“When’d you take that out my bag?”[/color] He noticed the snack pack of dehydrated meat Brie held. [color=#E3CA19]“Shaa.” [i]Just now.[/i][/color] She quickly lied, shoving a piece of jerky down the boy’s gob to distract him. 

[color=#00FFAE]“Whaphs mmyour nameh byf th’ wayf?”[/color] He asked the girl in-between chews, as the thought occurred to him. He swallowed, and Brie tried slowly easing more into his mouth. [color=#00FFAE]"Realized I didn't catch yours back at the lab."[/color] As he talked and he had to ease her flipper away from his gnashing teeth. He knew he was being impolite as he spoke with his mouth full, but the question came out before he could stop himself.