"Psh. As if i'd go and beat him without you. I'm not [i]that[/i] selfish." She shifted her attention to Leon, offering him a playfully hurt face. Rasca was up for less confrontational means of entertainment at this point. She had enough of people for a while. Not that Leon had been a pest to her, she just didn't feel like dealing with problems any longer. And that meant taking time to spend with her pokemon. As soon as they woke up. 

[i]'Was there anything about taking care of pokemon, that included waking them up before they wanted to?'[/i] Rasca wondered, almost blaming Leon for leaving just when she could think of a question that actually mattered. "Ugh! Shows how well my timing is." Her previous playfulness left and was replaced by a feeling of resignation. [i]'I don't need him to hold my hand for everything. I'm more than capable of doing things myself.'[/i] She stood up and faced the direction of where they had come, shaking a furious fist at where Yellow's house used to be, before they left. "And i don't need you to tell me that either, miss always a hermit!" 

Instead of the mysterious colorful leader popping out of the woods to defend herself, it was none other than the girl who picked on Leon. She had a brother, but he wasn't with her at this time. It made Rasca wonder where the little twerp was. Both to her misfortune, and happiness, she would only have to deal with the sister, Terry. 

"Oh, so you've taken to talking to yourself huh? I thought you left that to Mister Poke-dipweed." Terry smiled at her own genius, flicking a few leaves off of her clothes before walking towards Rasca. "Trust me Terry-fyingly ugly, Leon has ten times more intelligence than your increasingly small head." Rasca flipped her the bird and bent over slightly to rouse the pokemon from their rest. Superior merely rolled over with a grunt, while Bulbasaur rubbed his eyes with one vine.

Terry took this moment to whip out a few pokemon of her own, releasing their catches immediately. One was a water type, and the other was a diglett. "I'll beat you so badly, your pokemon won't even breathe out of their disgusting mouths. Then we'll see who's truly the terryfying one!"

Bulbasaur was the first one to wake up, he stretched and got up to see his trainer looking down at him, in a concerned manner. He peeked over her shoulder to see the fighting stance of two other pokemon, and readied himself for battle. Superior was of no help, pretending to be asleep until he was actually needed. Superior wanted to be the star of the show, and he was willing to wait just to see it happen. 

"Alright prissy pants, I'll fight you. But if you lay a finger on my pokemon i drive you into the dirt faster than you can tell diglett to dig." Rasca stood behind Bulbasaur, tossing her shades off and onto his face. That would protect him for a short while.