[center][h1]Miharu Agawa[/h1]
Bjyerlfal City, Commercial District - Airport[/center]

The flight wasn't very long, but it was still the longest Hiddy had gone stuck in a Pokeball since Miharu had formally caught him. So she released him from the ball as soon as she'd gotten off the plane. The Mankey materialized hanging off Miharu's shoulder, grunting cheerily. 

[b]"Yes, yes. Thanks for being so patient with being in the ball until now."[/b] Miharu reached up with her other hand, patting Hiddy on the head as she walked through the airport concourse. [b]"Here, as an apology."[/b] She slipped her Pokemon a rice cracker, and Hiddy occupied himself with tearing through the packaging before wolfing the treat down. While he did so, his Trainer easily sidestepped a veritable stampede of people crowding two women in particular. And on closer inspection...

[b]"Hm."[/b] Miharu hummed, briefly recognizing the two Trainers from television. A Gym Leader and a Contest Star, eh? While she wasn't one to be so obsessive about celebrities herself, seeing both here [i]was[/i] something of note. For a moment, at least. All in all, there was hardly any desire on her end to try and crowd them like the majority of the orbiters around the two were doing, and she simply walked on after a brief glance over. Seeing those two women did raise questions for herself, though. Namely, what exactly was she hoping to get out of this job with Camphor? One supposed that Gyms and Contests were the natural route to go from there for an aspiring Trainer, but the Gym circuit wasn't the only path to go for a good battle. 

Still, those were thoughts for later. For the moment, Miharu supposed she ought to do her best to...deal with Camphor. And her task. But mainly the professor herself. Her lips pursed ever so slightly as she recalled the video message she'd received with her acceptance letter. What a rude woman. This had the potential to be somewhat trying on her patience. But that was the price of freedom, evidently. For now, there was still the matter of meeting whoever had been sent to pick up herself and a few others. 

Eventually, Miharu spotted the sign. Or rather, Hiddy did. And enthusiastically drummed on her head until she looked the right way. With a patient smile, Miharu approached, looking over those who had arrived before her. Had she arrived last? Ah, well. Now, let's see...

Two blondes, a boy and a girl, as well as a second girl bearing resemblance to a trembling Zigzagoon. Miharu's lips pursed in sympathy. The poor dear. Was she overstimulated by the crowd? A comforting hand patted Hazel's back, and Miharu put on the most calming smile she could.

[b]"There, there. Are you alright? You're with the group going to Professor Camphor's lab, yes?"[/b] She looked between Hazel, the other prospective trainers, and Frieda and her Impidimp. She took her hand off Hazel's back, giving a brief but formal bow.

[b]"Miharu Agawa."[/b] A gesture up to the Mankey on her shoulder, who hollered in greeting. [b]"And this is Hiddy. Very pleased to meet. Is this all of us, or were we waiting for another?"[/b]