[There was still plenty Izabel wasn't quite used to -- smaller ears, no one trying to kill her friends, legs... In fact, the whole pokemon thing was the easiest change she'd had to make. Keeping a bouncy Aipom in line wasn't that much different from making sure Hazel was safe and sound. Easier even, most of the time. And hey, it hadn't taken too long for her to quiet the urge to fly through walls.
Walking sure sucked, though. Running? Even worse. Having to chase a cackling purple monkey through the halls of an inn while the natives shot her dirty looks was definitely making her wish away her second chance at living.]
PK! Get back here, you adorable freakazoid, or so help me -- ! Give me back that pokegear!
Izabel | Saga.
Walking sure sucked, though. Running? Even worse. Having to chase a cackling purple monkey through the halls of an inn while the natives shot her dirty looks was definitely making her wish away her second chance at living.]
PK! Get back here, you adorable freakazoid, or so help me -- ! Give me back that pokegear!