[Well, here's an unusual sight on the outskirts of Celadon City: in a little flower garden at the very edge of town, about as far away from the city proper as one can get and still be within the limits, there's a pretty young woman of about seventeen sitting on the low stone wall that forms the boundary along one of the garden paths, looking up at the sun overhead like she's wishing she'd brought an umbrella to shade her from its rays.
There's a Beautifly bustling around amongst the flowers, but either she hasn't spotted it yet or she's trying very hard to ignore the giant-ass butterfly in her midst; for those accustomed to the wonderful world of Pokemon, however, that's likely not the strangest thing about this little tableau. No, that honor would probably go to the outfit the young woman is wearing (albeit of black fabric instead of white).
It looks as though Celadon City is really the right place for her — this is a city on the cutting edge of fashion, and she appears to be over a hundred years out of style.
Despite this, though, she seems a bit lost. Approach, Y/N?]
Meridiana Everett | Count Cain
There's a Beautifly bustling around amongst the flowers, but either she hasn't spotted it yet or she's trying very hard to ignore the giant-ass butterfly in her midst; for those accustomed to the wonderful world of Pokemon, however, that's likely not the strangest thing about this little tableau. No, that honor would probably go to the outfit the young woman is wearing (albeit of black fabric instead of white).
It looks as though Celadon City is really the right place for her — this is a city on the cutting edge of fashion, and she appears to be over a hundred years out of style.
Despite this, though, she seems a bit lost. Approach, Y/N?]