Trainer Name: Kinnie Gutamen
Location: Twinleaf Town
Pokemon: N/A
Posts: 8
Current Game Points: 8


Kinnie didn't know where to look as several things happened in succession: the group of people from the town in addition to others arrived, which initiated pokemon duels, then physical fights between the humans. She and the boy beside her, who was talking a lot and using a device to film what was happening, were thankfully undisturbed as a result of not being in possession of any pokemon.

The blonde boy who had tried to help had only gotten partway, but Kinnie was easily able to finish the job once she gripped the knife and began to slowly work at the ropes. It was tricky, but it eventually sawed through and she and the other captive boy wriggled free. Meanwhile the pokemon fights had broken out and an old man with a younger, dark-haired man showed up with strong-looking pokemon. She clutched the knife, ready to use it if need be, but was not approached by any hostiles.

Just after the blonde boy and his small shelled pokemon drew in a battle with the space person's feline pokemon, almost the whole lake fell silent as it was interrupted by a high-pitched cry that made Kinnie's ears prick. Her eyes immediately fell to a levitating pink and silver figure on the island in the middle of the lake. She was transfixed by this creature who, although tiny, seemed to radiate a unique aura equal parts powerful and mysterious. The turquoise-haired people adopted looks of distress as the pokemon fled into the trees, leaving behind a dull, empty lake.

Kinnie barely acknowledged the commotion that followed, her mind turning. What was that creature? It was small yet powerful; she could somehow feel it. She had not met many pokemon in her lifetime, and those that she did meet she viewed as disposable tools. She understood they were living beings that needed care, which she would never have neglected to give, but at no point did she consider them equal or special. She did not anticipate that one of them could have such a strong effect on her. Maybe...there was more to them than she realised?

She snapped out of her thoughts when she realised that the blonde boy had vanished. Her gaze scanned over the other people near the entrance, each of them looking to be gathering themselves after the altercation and discussing amongst themselves. The boy she had been tied up with soared past her and began interacting with the others at the entrance, but she couldn't see the one who had helped her. She turned around, dropping into a crouch. There was only one way the boy could have gone, and that was into the dense trees somewhere between where she was and where the other group was standing.

At once she began searching for tracks, but there was precious little to go off. Nevertheless, she began heading into the brush, not bothering to attempt stealth.