[center][h1][b][color=violet]Clarissa Ryte[/color][/b][/h1]

[i]Front Foyer, Stellar Toy Company, Industrial District, Byjerfal City

(Urban Exploration)[/i][/center]

[quote=One Spooky Boi]“Gaaaastly.”[/quote]

Eww, it-...ahem. Yes, it seemed happy enough, actually, which was more than enough of a relief to the psychic despite her relative increase in dampness from the ghost happpily licking up the offered snack. This despite the mild frustrations of her partner Pokemon at the very least. He wasn't a happy camper about the whole instance, his little arms being crossed even as he stood there next to her, though in the end Sir Lopsalot seemed to relax a bit as the Pokemon had disappeared into the floor. Though even while it disappeared back into the background, however, Clarissa could feel that the ghost Pokemon wasn't excactly 'gone' either. She could feel it, percieve it even, still lingering....[u]watching[/u] her. 

Was this a good thing? A bad thing? In truth, she had no real idea frankly for the moment being outside of being grateful about not having had to battle it. Even Sir Lopsalot didn't seem to let his guard down despite a more positive change in mood, keeping close to her but still giving Clarissa a small glance as she tried to wipe her wet hand on the side of her jacket in a small hurry. However, the psychic's eyes would be drawn elsewhere as she wiped her hand off. 

The TV, the one with all of the static on it, seemed to flash a display of something for but a moment in time. What was it? She had no clue, but it was as eerie as it could be for thhe moment being. This came as the creaking of an opening door came to her ears, her eyes once again flitting over to the movement of a door further down a hallway nearby seemed to come open on its own. It was a bit disconcerting to say the very least, at least if anything else was taking note of her here beyond the little ghost Pokemon she'd just fed. Though it was enough to make the psychic move to check the front door so she could maybe go and meet-

*rattle rattle*

....locked. Likewise, as she checked other doors aside from the opened one, Clarissa found one by one that each was stuck and locked shut. Not budging. Not opening. Hmm. It was like one of the foreign shows she'd watched on the little TV her mother had for them back in Orre, and a few things she'd seen on TV since moving to Eidda, where some spirit or ghost locked things up in the middle of some kind of horror movie or the like. Or, well, a bit of what one of her grandmother's called-in friends had mentioned to a younger her when asked about why the older woman wore the odd Spiritualist attire she had come to the village donning. 

So she just had to take the route before her, yes? One thing at a time, or however the spirit or spirits here playing around with things wanted to go about things for the time being. It was also at this time, as the new trainer walked to the open door to ascend the stairs beyond it, that her device pinged off with a small 'ring'. As she pulled it out to check the messages though, scrolling through and sending a quick 'thank you' to Yuu and the ninja he was coming with-

[quote][color=pink]we're here! 💖💖 got in thru the window 😱 where r u @?[/color][/quote] 

Ah. That made enough sense, she'd found the front door locked herself, but in such a case a window didn't seem to be a bad idea. Well, depending on the chances of it being locked behind her arriving backup. Well, perhaps it would best to relay her situation, and in that vein she would tag the contact info of those who had messaged they'd come to help her for another group message of sorts. Albeit it was a message that wasn't pinging everyone from the lab in one go this time at least. 

[quote=Clarissa][color=violet]'The window? Gotcha. Thank you. 

Be careful though. Front door locked itself behind me, and most of the other doors where I am were locked too. Had a one door open up down the nearby hall, though, so am heading through it seemingly upstairs to the second floor.[/color][/quote] 

However, her next destination would soon come upon her as she reached the top of the stairs.

[quote]If she decided to, indeed, head towards that room she’d find a small staircase leading up to a second floor. Seemed like it was a bunch of office spaces for management at one point. In a perhaps good display of luck, there was an open window at the end of the hallway. A Murkrow was roosting lazily on the window sill.[/quote]

Offices? It was odd to lead her here, perhaps, but certinaly not unheard of in a place like this she figured. Still keeping the multipurpose device she had in-hand, though, Clarissa would cautiously look around the doors and such about her before her eyes landed on the end of the hallway in front of her. Of all things, and not even having made it to the roof yet, and there was one of the Pokemon she'd come to look for right there! Even so, the girl would hold up her device in her right hand to get information on the bird Pokemon before turning her head to the right. 

Maybe this was the reason she'd been led to this floor? Eh. No way to ever be sure on that one. But it was at least a chance for her.

Immediately to her right, ears turning about and eyes flitting about the eerie building, Sir Lopsalot was staying rather on the alert since the Gastly encounter and errie happenings. A little hair on the back of his little Buneary neck was standing to boot, but he would look back at his trainer as she looked down to him. Then as Clarissa made a gesture to 'be quiet' and turned her eyes over to the window and the waiting Murkrow, the little Buneary would seem to perk up a little more as he moved in front of his trainer now. Another Pokemmon! But what did she want to do? This one didn't look as spooky as the last one, though, and he'd seen one of those bird Pokemon before. 

Trainer and Pokemon would softly and carefully creep over, at least until they were within a good range of the lazily-resting Murkrow. It was then Clarissa held out a hand to stop Sir Lopsalot from moving closer, before whispering a command to her Pokemon where she knew he could hear. It was time to spring the attempted ambush.

[color=violet]"Sir Lopsalot! Use Power-Up Punch!"[/color]

The little bunny seemed to get the idea. Sir Lopsalot would prime himself, crouching for a fast leap, holding up a little fist as it began to softly glow with a little light. He would then spring fast toward the Murkrow, aiming to strike it with his little fist in a surprise attack! The battle would now commence!

[s][i]Insert the Tai-Lung meme 'our battle shall be legendary' meme here or something.[/i][/s]

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