[center][h1][color=gold][u]Evelyn[/u][/color][/h1][/center]
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[b]Key Items:[/b]
[list][*]1x Rotom Phone Pokédex
[*]Move Tutor App
[*]1x Pair of (Stylized) Work Gloves
[*]1x Solar-chargeable Flashlight
[*]Needle and Thread[/list]
[b]Consumables:[/b]
[list][*]Pokedollars: 10,950p 
[*]3x Potions
[*]3x Antidotes
[*]3x Paralyze Heals
[*]5x Pokeballs
[*]1x Leaf Stone
[*]3x Oran Berries[/list]
[b]Extras:[/b]
[list]
[*]An unspecified amount of extra clothes
[*]A fair few cosmetics, skin and haircare products, along with things like styling scissors, brushes, combs and even a nail file.
[*]Dental care products and items, like toothpaste, toothbrush, dental floss, etc.[/list][/hider][/center]
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[b]On Hand:[/b]
[list][*]Joltik - Level 13, [color=lightgreen]Healthy[/color]
[*]Sentret - Level 10, [color=lightgreen]Healthy[/color]
[*]Growlithe - Level 7, [color=lightgreen]Healthy[/color]
[*]Starly - Level 6, [color=lightgreen]Healthy[/color]
[*]Bounsweet - Level 8, [color=lightgreen]Healthy[/color]
[/list]
[b]In Storage:[/b]
[list][*]Pikipek - Level 7, [color=lightgreen]Healthy[/color]
[/list]
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After watching her Starly and Bounsweet enjoy each others company in the beautiful garden, Evelyn eventually snapped out of her cutificaiton-overload-stupor. Recalling both of the little critters back in their respective pokéballs, she proceeded to take a stroll about the place herself, enjoying the sights and smells.

Sights and smells and... Sounds...?

[color=gold]"Hm?"[/color]

There was a lot of noise coming from the big, impressive and perhaps over-compensating manor. Or rather, from behind it. Was something amiss? It seemed very turmultuous back there. And, being a girl from a town taht thrived on gossip, the blonde couldn't contain her curiosity to sneak a peek at whatever was going on back there.

With all the skillful stealth of a wall-mounted refrigerator, Eve made her way around the corner of the building, and soon came face-to-face what with a most peculiar spectacle. A buncha people were running all over a pleasant-looking area, trying desperately to set things up in preperation for... A party? Some kind of event? A private shin-dig? Whatever they were working, there was a loud fellow barking insulting orders at everyone, as if he was compelled to end every issued command with a stinging remark as per some obligatory contract... He... Didn't seem very pleasant...

There was another fellow of note though. A much older one, who seemed a lot less intidmidating - or at least less abrasive - judging by his behavior and appearance. He reminded Evelyn of a the stereotypical 'old gardening gramps' stereotype. But , for whatever reason, the old foget was motioning for her to come over.

Why?

Was she getting in the way? Perhaps she shouldn't have come back here. After all, as far as Eve knew, this could be private property and she was trespassing. Or maybe he was just going to tell her to leave quietly without making a big stink about the whole affair? He seemed to have noticed something about the young traienr though, and as she had been both spotted and beckoned over, there was nothing for it except to bite the bullet and see what it lead to.

Moving on over with a calm, measured and unflustered stride, Evelyn made her way over to the elderly gentleman, greeting him with a raised hand and a friendly, though subtle and soft smile, as she got close.

[color=gold]"Good day, sir. Did you want to talk to me about something?"[/color] She asked in her usual, polite-enough tone of voice. [color=gold]"Am I oerhaps getting in the way? I didn't mean to snoop, I just heard a large commotion when I was walking by and, well, I wanted to see if everything was alright back here."[/color] ... A partial white lie... She was most assuredly snooping, but not entirely out of morbid curiosity. After all, someone [i]could've[/i] needed help!

[b][u]Thus, Evelyn éngaged the old garderner in friendly conversation.[/u][/b]