<div class="floatleft">(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/cdb754f7-9296-44d1-866d-02a8ed5542db/dezf4mv-02198af5-0f19-4709-a5de-105c403390a1.png?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcL2NkYjc1NGY3LTkyOTYtNDRkMS04NjZkLTAyYThlZDU1NDJkYlwvZGV6ZjRtdi0wMjE5OGFmNS0wZjE5LTQ3MDktYTVkZS0xMDVjNDAzMzkwYTEucG5nIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.VMM8fhDIiL4JtkS218b-Nx8C8TM4o0a5-HEuHAQGOu8)<br/><div align="center">Art (https://www.deviantart.com/locelotkal/art/Villainess-Crisis-905964882) by lOcelotkal (https://www.deviantart.com/locelotkal)</div></div><strong>Name:</strong>Chryseis "Crisis" Red-Skies<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Aboard the SS Anne<br/><strong>With:</strong>open<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Let's begin.<br/><strong>Pokémon:</strong>Froakie🌟, Noibat<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/uKFugm4.png)</div><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/qhaKUWB.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/qhaKUWB.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/qhaKUWB.jpg)</div><br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/retWbcA.png)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/L2ogASd.png)</div><br/><br/><hr/><hr/><hr/>Crisis stood at the bow of the ship, the breeze ruffling her wide-brimmed hat and her dark purple cloak.  Perhaps she was a little overdressed for a Pokémon journey, but this was the kind of mood she was in.  Somewhere beyond those docks hides the man she came to pursue.  Her fingers tightened around the ancient-looking PokéBall in her hand.<br/><br/>"Fro?" the light-blue frog on the railing glanced back at her questioningly.  The lavender bat next to it continued to stare out at the city beyond.<br/><br/>"It's nothing," Crisis said as she pocketed the PokéBall.  She knew not what secrets it hid, but she had to hold onto it until she found the other one.  After that, who knows.  Hopefully, things will be much clearer by then. The SS Anne's horn sounded, drawing her attention to the sky behind her for a moment.  "Alright, let's go."<br/><br/>She opened her arms to her Pokémon, only for them to climb onto her hat.  She protested a little as she was forced to adjust her balance.  With a sigh, she turned and began walking to the disembarkation area.