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

[h3][i]Grand Glory Sewer Network, Grand Glory City[/i][/h3][/center]

[quote=Nils]"Ugh, kind of regretting my choice a little..." Nils murmured, raising a sleeve to his nose.[/quote]

To say the least, the size of the Grand Glory Sewer Network was certainly....something of note indeed. But the smell was also just as bad, if not worse, than she'd expected as well. Sulfuric fumes of rotting decay filled her nostrils, a pungent and less than pleasant aroma that certainly made the stomach just want to turn down a less than welcome direction in one way or another. And the waters down here? It was not something she wanted to fall into by any stretch of the imagination, much less make contact with if she could. Nils' prior mention of taking a shower after all of this was, well, something she had at least already kept in mind for after this scenario if nothing else. That much she had come prepared for mentally, at least, if nothing else. 

[quote=Nils]"We probably shouldn't split up, at least not very far."[/quote]

[color=violet]"In-...Indeed."[/color]

She would agree verbally in the meantime, pulling out her Pokeball and releasing Sir Lopsalot next to her to also get an eye on the situation. Or, well, his two ears and such on the situation. Yet as the Buneary, clearly initially a little shocked at appearing where he did, put his tiny paws over his nose for a minute the psychic's eyes looked about them as the Pokedex began to ping off with information about the three kinds of Pokemon seemingly nearest them. Ratatta didn't much really interest her for the time being, but it was the other two that had caught her attention at the very least. Yes, she would-....would...

For a walking trash bag with legs and arms, she felt a small pang of guilt watching them avoid the Grimer like a plague. But it made sense, they had to keep the sewers clean and so forth. That was the purpose the foreign Grimer had been imported for, after all. Even so, though, she did want to get ahold of one of each of these Pokemon to get a look at what they were and their types and such. Dirty, discarded, usually avoided, and yet potentially a wild card to use as they went into the more natural areas. Poison was good against Grass, yes? So maybe that'd be helpful. 

She would give an order to Sir Lopsalot, who had finally pulled down his paws after adjusting to the stink of the sewer and was looking around himself, to attack the nearest Alolan Grimer with a Power-Up Punch. The goal was to start battle fast, weaken it well and quick enough, and then try to capture it in one Pokeball! If she needed to weaken it more, though, she would quicklyy have Sir Lopsalot do so before tossing another Pokeball if that first attempt failed. 

[b][Quick Catch Attempt: A-Grimer][/b]

[quotNils]While Tors went to work, Nils cut a quick look at Clarissa. "...why did you want to come down here again, anyway? You mentioned something worth finding... Are you interested in pokemon like this?"[/quote]

[color=violet]"I...well, something about this place tells my instincts that something is down here. Unique Pokemon or the like that is."[/color]

She spoke to Nils in response in-between commands for Sir Lopsalot and using a Pokeball and such, depending on how the 'quick catch' of an Alolan Grimer went in the end. But she tried to find the words to articulate the thoughts in her head as best as she could regardless. 

Indeed, her gut instincts told her something was down here. 

[color=violet]"Places like this, people avoid them mostly as do many Pokemon from what I understand. It's dark here, but not like a cave or such, and is both manmade and in many ways unpleasant and harsh in its own way I think...any Pokemon living here might be just as unique, or different from what might be found in the park or elsewhere here in Grand Glory City."[/color]

And, well, the rest was perhaps a bit more peculiar if not rather embarassingly childish in her mind. Her father's parents, one set of her grandparents, lived in a place they described similar to this years ago back where her family had used to live. A place called 'The Under', once underneath Pyrite Town, which had been forcefully de-occupied and cut off from anyone's access. Cipher had operated down there, she'd heard, and that had made the place sketchy and dangerous as far as she understood it to some extent. The closest she could think of to such a place to try to get some idea about such a place, to see what some concept of what her grandparents had seen in even some distant manner to better grasp them, was...well...the sewers. Dark, urban, underground, etc.

...Yes, it was as close to somewhere back home as she could find as closer to herself as possible after their move, she supposed, in the end. A [u]sewer[/u] of all places. But in that sense, being down in this stinky place was helping some small part of her relax far back there in her mind as well. 

Not that she would have admitted any of that for the moment being. Indeed, lightly biting her lower lip the psychic focused on her efforts to catch that Alolan Grimer all the same. 

[color=violet]"And if there's any Pokemon from before the city was made, or something crying down here alone in the dark, I want to find them, maybe, and-....and......"[/color]

She couldn't deny that bit, however, as it slipped out of her lips unintentionally and was cut off thusly thereafter as her words trailed off and she became aware of what she was letting loose. 

It was the thought of Sir Lopsalot in her head that compelled her in part. Those memories of their first meeting. Those memories of what she'd felt that day more than anything she'd felt before. And if the crying was a Pokemon from before the city was built as well, then it knew-....ahem, it had some idea of what it was like to lose a home. Maybe. Or, perhaps, she was simply pushing such emotions off onto something else entirely in this latter sense. 

...Clarissa went a bit silent after trailing off there. But whenever she managed to finally catch an Alolan Grimer, she'd try to push onward to assess Sir Lopsalot and then hunt down the nearest fleeing bag of trash that was avoiding the Alolan Grimer but not keeping as careful an eye on herself, Sir Lopsalot, Nils, and Tors. Yes. That would begin much the same, with a surprise Power-Up Punch command to Sir Lopsalot and then attempting another 'quick catch' of it with a Pokeball and such as she was initially trying with an Alolan Grimer. 

She had to keep her mind on the tasks before her. Yes. Mentally and outwardly alike. She...she couldn't afford to get too distracted. They had just begun their journey, after all, her and Sir Lopsalot alike. Also Nils and Tors too, really, and Amelia and the others. 

((Only if she feasibly would get the chance to do this 'additionally' after the Alolan Grimer quick catch:

[b][Additional Quick Catch Attempt: Trubbish][/b]

But if it isn't ok or feasible, then she can try it next post. All is chill!))

[@Remram][@Joshua Tamashii][@Shazamrock]

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[*]Sir Lopsalot - Buneary - Male - Level 5

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[b]Pokedollars[/b]: 500

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[*]Camping Gear/An Extra Change of Clothes

[*]Potion x1

[*]Pokeballs x10

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