to mansions cold and grey | enzo | the core Dec 23, 2017 15:55:06 GMT -5
Post by Khatijah al-Malika on Dec 23, 2017 15:55:06 GMT -5
Her heels clicked on the ground as she walked. Where the fuck were all the pokemon? Wasn't Hyo City supposed to be filled with them?
While the Arboks were in town, she had decided to wander off and do some training. She let the boys know that she was going for a shopping trip, and then disappeared without question. It wasn't that they would stop her from training her pokemon or judge her... It was more that she didn't want them to know how pathetically weak her pokemon were right now. She couldn't blame them, really. Most of them had hatched from eggs not long ago and even she knew that newborns weren't strong. Instead of getting angry that they were so small, she needed to take that pent up frustration and put it into training them. And so here she was, wrapped up in a light coat with a cub of java to keep her warm. Her black bag hung from her shoulder, housing four eggs tucked between a blanket. She had left most of her supplies at home, including for once her large staff. She figured she could physically fight off any attackers in Hyo, or scream loud enough that they'd run for cover.
Rameen, her growlithe, trotted along beside her. So far, Rameen seemed to be the most serious of her pokemon, and so she liked to have her out with her. The pup knew enough to instinctively hide anytime they heard anyone coming near, and the two of them never crossed a busy street at the same time.
It was just about as Khat was about to kick a trash can angrily that she felt the wiggle in her backpack. Blinking, she stopped mid-kick and set her foot down before checking to see if anyone was watching. After a glance left, right, and up, Khat bent down and opened her bag, revealing the head of a rather cute little blue pokemon. Immediately, Rameen was at her side. After staring at each other for a few seconds the piplup silently began to crawl its way out of Khat's bag as she watched, an eyebrow cocked.
Quietly, Khat closed her bag back up and set it on her shoulder again, and then looked to see where the piplup was walking to. "Um, hello?" Khat said, obviously a little perturbed that the piplup had barely acknowledged her.