[Yuuna was in a similar boat, completely and totally fed up with caves being more than caves. She frowns as she looks around the wasteland, her Tyranitar, Gouken, and the two baby Dragon Types hovering protectively around their trainer. The lack of sounds, the rubble, and the stillness of everything...it's disquieting, almost unnerving.
As she moves through the ruins, feet crunching on the ruined streets, her eyes focus on the familiar. Shattered stores, broken cafes, places she frequented. Places she spent afternoons at with friends, with Merrill, and with her dad.
Something tells her though, not to focus on that, and to head towards the theater. Maybe it's just a feeling, but it's one that's validated by the sight of a familiar Rhyperior...the only one she knows about.
Falling into step beside the tall woman, Yuuna gives her a look.]
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As she moves through the ruins, feet crunching on the ruined streets, her eyes focus on the familiar. Shattered stores, broken cafes, places she frequented. Places she spent afternoons at with friends, with Merrill, and with her dad.
Something tells her though, not to focus on that, and to head towards the theater. Maybe it's just a feeling, but it's one that's validated by the sight of a familiar Rhyperior...the only one she knows about.
Falling into step beside the tall woman, Yuuna gives her a look.]
Haruka...