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[right][i]Somewhere on the Sinnoh Seas[/i][/right]
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[indent][indent]It was a weird trip, to say the least. The blonde in Cabin 203 had been on her share of boats before. The rechristened S.S. Anne in Kanto (before it sank again), the Iron Island Ferry in Sinnoh, the Wave Runner that cycled through the Alolan Isles, all fine vessels. However, the passengers were allowed to mingle on those ships. See the land passing by. Actually get their own food. Instead, Melissa Elliott spent the entire trip confined to her room. It was the longest amount of time she had spent inside anywhere in years. That was the joy of living in a place with such lovely weather as Alola. Outside always beckoned for fun times. At least she got to spend some quality time with Yuki, who was allowed out of her Pokeball to offer some company. A large salad with chunks of chicken and a bucket of ice cubes ensured neither would go hungry, although Yuki made it clear that the ice cubes weren't the best she ever had.

It also gave Melissa time to go over the letter that had drawn her onto this boat in the first place. The person had some intimate knowledge of her career, particularly the incident at the Indigo League that always served as the main blight on her career as a Pokemon trainer. They said they had the clout to be able to give her another chance at glory and let her get a fair shot at a title that was so rudely taken away from her. Of course, it stung less now that she had her own crown. She was champion of an entire region! She got to do so many things to open up Alolan battling to the world. And of course being a cover model on Trainer Illustrated's swimsuit issue was just a feather in the cap. But still, redemption was a dish best served to your opponents cold. Or something like that.

As the announcement rang out over the ship letting her know that her time in this cabin was at an end, Melissa breathed a sigh of relief. The chill her ace Pokemon brought to the hair made sure her breath could be seen. [color=73fdff]"Finally. About time we got out of this cabin and back on solid ground, eh Yuki?"[/color] 

The Froslass looks over and nods. [color=92278f]"Lassssss. Lass."[/color]

Melissa produced Yuki's ball and returned her to the inside for now. [color=73fdff]"Hopefully we won't be too long before I can let you out for a better trip."[/color] She gathered up her things and made her way outside, the large backpack and small carrying bag in hand as she filtered out with the rest of the passengers.

The port looked relatively small, but she wasn't expecting too much from this island. She was trying to remember if she heard of it during her geography classes prior to becoming a trainer, but was drawing a blank. She didn't have much time to think about it though.

[b][color=firebrick]“Okay, but what the actual hell! I thought this was supposed to be for VIPs only. You’re barely a P!”[/color][/b]

It took a second, but Melissa knew that voice. There was no way it could be anyone else. But what was she doing here? Miki Park was a combustible waste of space who would just blow up anything that happened to cross her path! This had to be some silly mistake! At least it was clear that Melissa was still living rent-free inside Miki's head if the first thing she did upon arrival was to come at her. While on the outside, Melissa maintained a calm demeanor, inside, she was smirking.

[color=72fdff]"I'm sorry, who are you again?"[/color]

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