The woman grabs at the pokeball, then quickly swims back to shore. She wanted to actually let Fishy out now but the open waters of this ocean were still an unknown. Houndour seemed ready at her side and Phantump seemed quite pleased with himself. He had all the reason to be of course. Once back on the shore, she sat down for a few moments and hugged at Sparky, who was pleased to share his warmth with her and vice versa. Together she dried faster then she normally would have, though he slower, thanks to the fire pokemons general high temperature. By the end of it she was only slightly damp (save for her soaking hair) when she got dressed again. The entire experience was invigorating and totally worth it.<br/><br/>Though tempted, she resisted the urge to find another pokemon to battle. With only one pokeball left she wanted to save it in case something awesome appeared. So she turned away from the forest and headed back toward town at the same pace she had been going early, a healthy run to get her pokemon's endurance and speed trained a bit like she did every morning. This time, rather then frowning at the fish pokemon just out of her reach, she was grinning wildly at her success. Fishy was a Magikarp and certainly not a rare pokemon, but she planned on taking care of him and training him to change that. By the time she got back to the town, sea water wasn't the only thing that was making her sweat. She returned to her room, letting her pokemon follow behind, and quickly found a spare towel in her bag to dry herself and the others off with. Looking out the window, she saw the villagers hard at work, and knew both her bait plan and the battle that followed had put her behind schedule.<br/><br/>With the towel wrapped around her head to help her hair dry she heads back down the steps with two things in mind, looking for the kindly older woman that had let her stay here. It took a few minutes for Susan to find her since she  hadn't actually been in the house. She found the older woman outside along with the other villagers, working. Her grin was broad and it must have shown so terribly easy to those she passed by on her way toward the older woman, Kaiyo Susan thought her name was, as several people seemed to smile back at her.<span style="color: orange">"Hello ma'am!"</span>She began, polite but earnest and clearly excited.<span style="color: orange">"I realized I promised Sparky, Stumpy and I would help out today, but before I do, would you be able to point me toward a bath?"</span><br/><br/>Susan reaches toward her belt where her pokeballs rested and raised one up, showing it to her. She beamed with pride despite how easy it had been to catch Fishy. The pokeball, like the girl with the towel wrapped around her head, was still a little wet from her ocean adventure.<span style="color: orange">"I've got a new friend that I'd like to tend to for a little bit. Don't think it'd be right to leave him hurting like he is when I can do something about it, but I'd need some water to call him out in. Once I'm done, Houndour, Phantump and I will help however we can!"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>