"I can't believe all the bitching and ballyhoo about having to wait for the clafairy ceremony to conclude."  Spectra sighed.  "It's not like it'll take that long and it's something special that doesn't occur regularly.  It's a sacred event."  She looked about the crowds and noticed the man on the box, paying close attention to what he was saying.  "Now he's got the right attitude about the whole ordeal."<br/><br/>She kept walking, sticking close to the rest of the group.  As much as she admired the idea of the pokemon ritual, she was a little put-off about having to wait.  Telling herself again and again that it was for the good of the Clafairy didn't help much, but as usual, she put mind over matter.    Rouge, her Rosellia rode on her shoulder and bathed in the sunlight.  It didn't seem to be phased one way or the other about how long it had to wait around to battle.  Though battling seemed to boost her confidance, her abnormal size often depressed her.  She sometimes barely had the gumption to lift her little pom-pom-like buds.  Today, however, she was rather enjoying the hot weather and the unusual stir of energy around her.  She just hoped Spectra wouldn't decide to lock her away for the rest of the afternoon, as was her usual custom.