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Amelia was silent for a few seconds before after Nora asked her how she had met Ixy and if she had died. After the pause, the young Dhampir let out a harsh laugh.
"No, I didn't die. If I had, it would've been a mercy." She said before her expression softened and she looked rather pensive. "Please understand, I wasn't born human. As well as being a demon, I'm a Dhampir, a half vampire. My mother was human, my father was the vampire. And vampires are less the pleasant people at the best of times.

If you really want to know my story, I'll tell you. But the short version is that I'm more sensitive to sunlight then the rest of my kind and after some event, my father chained me to a rock in the middle of the forest where the sun would always shine on me and I suffered for many days before Ixy found me half dead and almost burnt to a crisp. Needless to say, I accepted her contract when it was offered to me
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Amelia ate her meal in peqace, listening to the various conversations going on around her. The one that brought up the tombs in the desert brought a smile to her face, especially the bit about it being a possible paradise for spirit mediums like herself. She took her time with her meal, enjoying the relaxed atmosphere of the restaurant. When she finished, she paid for her meal before heading towards where she had sensed the ghost-types earlier. As she moved to her destination, a part of her wondered how someplace that had been so hot earlier was now so cold at night. Upon arrival, she took a moment to study the sign that adorned the entrance. This brought a frown to her face but she continued on regardless.

The gardens were indoors, so this brought Amelia out of the cold and into a place that was just the right temperature, causing her to sigh in relief. She moved through the gardens, spotting a few caretakers but otherwise, the place lived up to it's name. There were only bug-types here and the sight of two in particular heightened her suspicious of what Ghost-Type she had sensed. Continuing on, she eventually found what she was looking for and wasn't surprised to see a Shedinja. She smiled at the Ghost/Bug but didn't reach out for it. She didn't know much about this one outside of the fact that it was well out of her league. Even if she befriended it, there was no garentee that Shedinja would follow an inexperienced trainer such as herself.

Seeing as to how she was going to give up on this endeavor, Amelia moved through the garden until she found a bench to sit in, a decent distance from any of the garden's local pokemon. Taking a seat, she brought out her pokeballs and let out her partners, who all let out cries of happiness to be out of the little spherical prisons.
"Alright everyone, I'm going to let you all enjoy yourselves. But no bothering the local pokemon or picking any fights yet. Don't wonder too far, especially you Phantump. I don't want anyone talking any of you away." She said, getting cries of acknowledgement from her friends before they began wondering, not going too far and several of them observing the local pokemon from a distance out of curiosity more then anything. Shuppet kept close to Amelia though, who held the shy little ghost-puppet close, watching the others as best she could.






@PlatinumSkink To be fair, Goldenrod Park and all the Safari Zones are open 24/7
I've just never seen festivals take place at the same time in media. I never had any festivals in school.@CloseEnough
@CloseEnough typically they're held at different times so the sports and culture clubs have their own times to shine if I recall.
Lol we gotta get through the full moon and then maybe sports festival :P


We'll need a culture festival as well then :P
The little shy ones stay the hell away from that festival.
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