ordalias: (herp a derp)
[ The feed snaps, followed immediately by a gasping of breath, as though the person hasn't breathed true air in a while. Which would probably be true. Xion stumbles a bit, still grasping the Gear tightly in her hand as her vision swims, but she quickly tries to right herself and turns the feed to herself.

Guess who just waded through a pile of crap and trash? It's not the most appealing sight, but she feels this is important. ]


Um... haah... Anyone still in Goldenrod, is there still problems going on here? One of my Pokemon destroyed a device and the trash Pokemon? Some of them went back to... normal trash, I guess? Ahhh... Have any other cities also been, er... saved?

[ Phew! She hangs her head as her Garchomp and Togekiss manage to reach her, looking slightly more worse on terms of appearance, given that they were the ones fighting off the trash Pokemon that tried to stop their trainer from reaching the device. They look tired themselves, but triumphant still. Xion brings her head up and looks back at them both, grimacing slightly. ]

We should get cleaned up... Really cleaned up. But...

[ But, well. As you can see, they're certainly not looking their best, and perhaps it's just the fumes and the smell that finally got to her, but Xion's still pretty sure they smell too rancid to approach other people normally. She'd want to go back to the Breeding Center, but she doesn't want to stink up the place and bother the people there that might be resting, so...

Wobbling, Xion continues to walk until she reaches seaside part of Goldenrod City. She then brings out her Gyarados, who roars once he's settled into the water and looking down at his tiny trainer, awaiting an order. With a nervous laugh, she gives it: ]


Hey, Lancer? You think you can... wash us off?

[ Witness, Johto, of her sea serpent giving the Gyarados-equivalent stare that says "bitch, are you crazy" look. The only move that involves huge amounts of water for him is Hydro Pump...

Yeah, the fumes got to her. ]

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Nov. 1st, 2011 08:14 pm
ordalias: (wake up with bloodshot eyes)
[ She's been contemplating this, yes, ever since she got her ass handed back to her by Vanitas. She's lost, sure, many times in fact... but this one in particular... ]

How... when do you know you're strong? That you're not weak?

[ She might end that last sentence in a bitter hiss. Sure, she's lost, but when it involves her friends (and Pokemon), it becomes another thing. She couldn't beat Vanitas, came out even more battered, and well aware her appearance would worry friends. So lately she's been hanging around the roof of Goldenrod City's Department Store.

It sounds like she's going to say more, but whatever it is dissolves into a sigh and stops. ]

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