<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.ibb.co/Lhx8WCk/Z04.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Hinawa<br/><strong>Location:</strong>S.S Radiant Entrance<br/><strong>Action:</strong>Making It Worse<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Abel, Mystery Misdreavus<br/><hr/><br/>So this was the place? Somehow, Hinawa was pretty sure that this was either the wrong entrance, or she had somehow managed to take a wrong turn right after it. Dank, cold, metallic... urgh. The short young woman made her way through the darkness, her own slightly glowing eyes illuminating her form at least slightly. The door into the next room had quietly swung closed again slowly, but she could swear she had just heard voices from beyond...<br/><br/>With a shrug, the ghostly woman just walked right through the solid door, appearing in a room illuminated by a, frankly, pathetic amount of fire. Crossing her arms under her chest, the short woman floated off the ground slightly, looking from the three Pokémon to the young man with blue hair, and sighed. "Oh Misdreavous, we ghosts need to have<em>some</em>standards. At least bite him somewhere that'll make him squeal more. And you... are you seriously using a<em>lighter</em>to see?"<br/><br/>The Mismagius snapped her fingers, and dancing mystic flames danced across them, circling around her and eventually coming to rest as a small ball of flame next to head head. Beyond being brighter than a lighter, the Will-O-Wisp was also decidedly creepier and cast long, grasping shadows all across the walls. The yellow-red eyes of Hinawa seemed to still express cold indifference and perhaps partial annoyance. "Now could someone tell me how we got lost from the entrance way to this place? This whole wreck reeks of more ghosts."