Bleu<br/><br/>'<em>I spy with my little tongue... four very unique scents...</em>' Bleu mused to herself, giving the air a good sniff. '<em>I spy with my little ears... three voices...</em>' she continued, noting the discrepancy between voices and scents. Scents were like fingerprints. Everyone had their own unique smell that she, or any other Pokegirl with a sensative tongue or nose could use to tell people apart. '<em>Curiouser and curiouser...</em>' she continued, lowering herself into the bushes. Someone was watching her watch them...<br/><br/>It was at this time when the voice came into her mind, breaking her chain of thought. The voice was decidedly female, that she could tell. It came from no direction, yet from everywhere, speaking directly, and only to her. Telepathy. Very few Pokegirls possessed such a trait, and even fewer humans were Bloodgifted with it, if any at the moment. '<em>Shot in the dark, but you can hear my thoughts, right?</em>'<br/><br/>Serenity<br/><br/>Serenity's cheeks exploded into a flush of color which matched her hair. "Oh... my... my name's Serenity..." She answered slowly, still recovering from the compliment. Not even her last tamer had ever called her beautiful, despite being caught in the throws of taming. Yet here, this man who she had just barely met, and spoke even less to, had bounced the word off her so carefree, his demeanor seeming nothing but genuine. She continued to brood on this small fact until his next question.<br/><br/>"Oh, well..." She started, looking down. "I don't really know where to start. He... sometimes... sometimes I felt like I was kept around for no reason then to be a sex slave... he seemed to justify having to tame me three times a day on some days... He never called me beautiful, and I just felt like a tool." She had never really thought about him in such a light, but now that he was gone, and she could think clearly, he<em>was</em>a grade-a asshole. "I don't know... thinking back on him, I don't have much praise..." The third question caught her off guard a few seconds after she finished talking, a cruel realization coming over his face as he spoke.<br/><br/>"Uhm..." She thought for a moment, trying to remember the last time she was with him... two... no... "Three days ago, I think... I don't really know, maybe longer, maybe not as long... after the boat, everything kind of got fuzzy... but it was definitely before we got on the boat." She began to think on this herself. Crap, if it's been that long, she's in serious danger of going feral. But with her former tamer dead... she'd have to find another... This Ridge... he seemed like a nice man, and Bleu seemed extremely attached to him... maybe...<br/><br/>She banished the thought. She couldn't be thinking about replacing that ungrateful, arrogant, chauvinistic pig so...<br/><br/>Yea, she totally could replace him this fast.