Pokémon Trainer Hilda
Ah, Castelia City! The City of Grandeur! No matter where you went in Unova you'd never find a place like it. Even though it was early in the morning, the bustling metropolis was already teaming with activity, as both people and Pokémon swarmed between the skyscrapers like ants around a hive. And one of these people was none other than the current Unova League Champion; Hilda of Nuvema Town, sixteen years old, currently lost amidst the crowds.
"Aw darn it..." she mumbled, as she fumbled about with a map. Even though she'd been to Castelia numerous times before, the layout always confused her. "I'm never gonna get my Casteliacone, am I?"
Maybe it was this way... Or maybe that way... Or possibly this way? There were so many streets and alleys in the city... Although the one she'd ended up in didn't look familiar at all. Nope, not familiar at all. Wherever she was now, it definitely wasn't Castelia anymore.
"...Must've took a wrong turn." Turning around, she realized that yes, she definitely
wasn't in Castelia anymore. Or, indeed, anywhere she'd seen in Unova before, and she'd seen pretty much all
of Unova during her travels. Nope, this was... She wasn't sure where she was other than some random street in an unknown town. How'd she even end up here, anyways? At the very least, it didn't take long for her to run into someone who looked just as lost as she was, some redheaded Kanto-looking girl (and judging by her shorts and ponytail, one with impeccable
"'Sup!" she said, giving the redhead a friendly wave. "I take it you ain't got a clue where you are either, right? I mean unless Castelia City's gone under some major
redevelopment when I wasn't looking..."
Smiling, the Pokémon Trainer extended a hand towards the redhead.
"Name's Hilda, by the way. Pleased to meetcha!"@VitaVitaAR