Bleu<br/><br/>Usually Ridge took her pranks a little better then he had just taken that one, but she understood his concern. Diverting her eyes and sighing slightly she nodded. "Yes, Master... I'm sorry..." She'd been shocked before, not quite by the taser, but something similar. When they first met, Bleu had attempted to squeeze the life out of him with her tail, but the crafty human had placed his Pokedex against his chest, so when she started to squeeze, it broke, shocking her just enough to loose her grip. It hadn't been her finest moment in life, but she respected Ridge for his ingenuity in the situation.<br/><br/>"As far as what's ahead, I don't know the best way to describe it. I saw a small village, and there were men in black uniforms with guns, just shooting into the village... some of the huts were on fire, smoking. I couldn't really tell at that distance, but I don't think those guys in the uniforms were friendly. If we're going up that way, Master, I would advise caution." She freely gave her opinion, hoping in this case he would at least consider it. "Come to think of it, I would advise caution regardless of where we went..." She added with a sagely nod.<br/><br/>Serenity<br/><br/>The sound of Serenity's tears had blotted out most everything else in the world, making the footsteps coming up behind her as stealthy as the wind. When the hand touched her shoulder, she reacted a bit poorly, falling over and crawling away, and staring at the figure through tear-filtered eyes. This woman looked less frightening then the man who was just here, and the leather clothing she wore was much different from the man's black uniform. "Who are you?" She asked plainly. "Oh, what does it matter..." She continued standing and dusting herself off. "You don't look like one of them, and even if you were, what difference would it make if I talked to you..." She glanced down at the grave and wiped her tears away. This woman was definitely a tamer, the pokeballs at her belt where a dead giveaway. Serenity just hoped she didn't see her as a potential addition. "My tamer... they killed him..." She muttered softly, fingering the collar on her neck. "And stuck this on me... I don't know what to do..." She felt new tears well in her eyes, and for the first time in her life, she felt truly lost and alone.<br/><br/>Sure, life as a domesticated pokegirl was harsh, especially when you had very little combat experience, and were usually confined to medical duties... that she was okay with. What she hated was that everyone thought you were weak. Her tamer was laughed at almost regularly about having 'the pathetic one' as a pokegirl. She thought it hurt her more then him, but she couldn't be sure.<br/><br/>"I don't suppose you were on the ship as well, were you?"