[center][h1][b][color=lemonchiffon]Tilly[/color][/b][/h1][/center]
[center][i][b]Prologue Modus, no inventory/pokemon information available at this time.[/b][/i][/center]

[@Savo], [@Floofenstein], [@Crusader Lord]
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[center][h2][i]Byjerlfal City, SS Calliope[/i][/h2][/center]

There was a ruckus going on out there on the ship. Buncha people shouting, cheering and making a whole bunch of noise. Something really exciting must've been going on for them to be acting so riled up. And yet, the little blonde from Galar couldn't have given less of a fudge about it if she tried. Perfectly content with lying on the bed of her cabin, the girl was far too busy trying to gather her thoughts to be bothered with the likes of hysterical hooligans howling about some happening in the here-'n-now. The girl's mind was preoccupied with too many plans, expectations, anticipation, dreams, wants, schemes and a real craving for waffles for some reason.

Then, her not-so-peaceful and actually pretty turmultuous head-spiining was smashed into itty bitty shards as the loud, obnoxious roar from the ship's PA system blasted through her teeny, tiny, compact, economy-class cabin with an important announcement. They'd had apparently arrived at their destination...

Well... Swell... The girl would've liked some more time to put the pieces of her now shattered mindscape back together, but ... Well... What had she been thinking about before anyway? Bah! Who cares? She'd remember it eventually! Or not. Both options worked~!

Getting up and walking over to her satchel, the short queen gave her stuff a solid once-over. Just a once though. But considering she hadn't pulled anyhting out, or made a mess by leaving crap everywhere, there wasn't any need to worry about somehting not being there or that she'd misplaced anything. It was all good in the hood, as they say. Content that all of her affairs in this cramped, cozy, claustrophobically cahrming cabin were finally over with, Tilly walked on over the door, grabbed the handle and turned her head back to the room once last time.

[color=lemonchiffon]"Cheers room,  I'll be goin' now. Dun let someone sniff the sheets, alright?"[/color] With a smirk at her own comment, she pushed the handle down and left.

[i][center][h2]Onto the deck.[/h2][/center][/i]

[color=lemonchiffon]"Now 'at's a pretty city."[/color]

Tilly gave the foreign metropolis infront of her a good looking-at. She took in the sights of the different buildings, the shapes, the colors... It wasn't a fairy tale or unimaginable dream world, but it [i]was[/i] different from good ol' Motostoke, that's for sure. Approaching the railing, the girl also gave the people down on the docks a look, and the folks beyond that. It looked... City-ish? And the people were... People-y...? Yup. No matter where you went, cities were gonna city and people were gonna people!

... Now... What was she supposed to do agian...? That granny-fessor that'd paid for her trip here had told her that she'd need to... Um... Uh... Something-something dark side? No, that wasn't it...

Oh, right! She needed to meet up with some bloke who'd take her to the place! That... Place... Where you got the things and the stuff for the things and the stuff... Yes! That. Who was it again though? Oh, duh! The loud flelow who spoke on the PA system, the bloody cap'n himself, that's who! Tilly donked her own head for forgetting about that. Only momentarily. It wasn't easy keeping trakc of all these high-profile, overly complicated matters, you know?

So... Where... Was.. He... Oh... Wait.. How... How'd you get off the boat anyway..? She hadn't thought about it when she boarded, buuuut... This place was [i]huge[/i].

[color=lemonchiffon]"Oh well, nothin' for it. Guess I'll just look around 'til I find 'im."[/color] She said, to nobody in particular except herself.

And so the search began!

... And continued... For... A while... Like, seriously, she could've just asked for directions from a crew member or somehting, but she didn't. 'Cuz Tilly will Tilly.

[i]Eventually[/i] however, she managed to... Not really locate the guy, but picked up on his distinct voice. Following it, she soon came upon the sight of the old codger, having a lively talk with another fellow. And, there was some third joker standing a bit away... A lanky-lookin' fellow, tall as a tree though! Kinda had a sour face to him, and was giving the good captain the most unmissable stink-eye she'd ever seen. The scene made her put a hand to her mouth and stifle a chuckle.

Unimpeded by the captain's current conversation with his counterpart, Tilly swaggered over unannounced and undeterred by the fact that the manw as already engaged.

[color=lemonchiffon]"'Hoy there, guvna. 'Membered I was 'sposed to come'n mee'cha when we arrived 'ere. Somethin' 'bout you bein' an escort to this loveliness and gettin' 'er to the lab o' 'at Prune-fessor, ye?"[/color]

Tilly said all this while approaching, stooping only a short few feet away from the much, much, much larger man. Hand on her own hip, a happy, but slightly smug, smile on her face with accompanying, half-closed eyes. Yup, she was ready to go whenever.