<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/rfqXdUk.png)</div><hr/><hr/><br/><strong>"It's a bit spooky, don't you think?"</strong>Emma responded, making a wide gesture to the decaying town.<strong>"I'm ready to get out of here."</strong>There was a pause as she chewed on her bottom lip thoughtfully, her brows furrowed downwards. It was like being on the rough side of the city, thought she had a vague recollection of<em>all</em>sides being rough by the end... The memory remained a hazy garble of mis-matched thoughts and feelings. Whatever the details might be, she knew that she had the privilege of being surrounded by finer things in her forgotten life.<br/><br/><strong>"The NPCs don't say much. Where do I buy more Pokéballs? They don't all fit into one, right?"</strong>The foolish question escaped her lips before she even really thought about what she was saying.<strong>"I mean, I have the general idea of what I'm supposed to do, but I thought the area would offer a bit more... guidance."</strong>The sentiment didn't make much sense considering the stakes of the game; it was probably part of the competition to leave things difficult. It would separate the wheat from the chaff.<br/><br/><strong>"I'm just ready to start this adventure. My rival says she's won seven times. I already have catching up to do."</strong><br/><br/><em><strong>'But she hadn't beat Red yet. What did she mean by that?'</strong></em>she thought.<br/><br/><strong>"I'm sorry for rambling. My name is Emma,"</strong>she said, offering her hand for a shake.<br/><br/><hr/><hr/><br/>