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The late afternoon sun beat down cruelly on Falcon's long black hair. It held the heat in close to her head; and she pulled her bottle of water from her Pokeball-themed back and drank deeply. The cold water flowed over her tongue and down her throat as she threw her head back; and the sun shone full on her pale face. A little water dribbled down her cheek, before running down her neck as she lowered her head and removed the bottle from her lips.
Her ruby eyes surveyed the beach as she replaced her bottle. There were a few people here; but not too many- and certaintly no Pokemon. She sighed; shaking her head. Had she really expected it to be that easy; to simply wander Gaia until she stumbled across a life-long companion to train and teach? She snorted to herself. Still naive.
She sighed and stepped onto the sands. Her boots sunk into the soft, shining sand as she started to stride along the beach; her short skirt didn't get in the way of her movements, which was why she wore it. She neared the water and simply stood, watching it dance and sparkle; as if some rich jeweller had tipped a casket of diamonds in.
Pokemon... Where are you?

Falcon tilted her head back, letting the sunshine wash over her face. Her long hair fell back, revealing her long, tilted ears; and she frowned.
Such a nuisance... She pulled a delicate hair ornament from her small bag, and twisted her hair into a bun on the back of her head. Her hair was so long it still fell half-way down her back; but she slid the long, metal ornament expertly into the bun, and it stayed. She was fed up of getting hair in her face just to hide her ears- especially in this weather.

Falcon felt almost a tickle; not a physical one, almost a... A tickle inside her. Her ears tilted up slightly; was there someone watching her? She turned her upper body; just peering over her shoulder would give the impression of fear.
She saw a male lying on a towel- and yes, he was indeed looking at her. She rolled her ruby eyes and turned back to the ocean. He had probably noticed her ears... She sighed.
He had also been holding Pokeballs in his hand. If she were less anti-social, she would probably ask him where to find some. However, the thought barely crossed her mind; and instead, she lowered hher hand to her bag and lightly touched the Ultra Balls within with one finger.
She would find them. And she would do it alone.

Falcon raised an eyebrow, looking at the male out of the side of her slanted eyes. She looked down at his proferred hand; before ignoring
"I'm fine. Why are you talking to me?" Her voice was smooth, with a strange, posh accent; and utterly cold. She wasn't used to being spoken to; neither did she desire it.

Falcon blinked at him.
"I know some about Pokemon... But I don't know where to find them, if that's what you are asking." She returned her eyes to the sparkling ocean. Oh, if only she did! Her eyes searched the horizon, her inner mind painting dreams of what could be.
If only she could find them...

Falcon sighed, turning away from the male.
"Not every living creature is a Pokemon." She had jumped at so many animals in the past few days; hoping and praying a sparrow would turn out to really be a Pidgey, or a scuttle through the undergrowth was a Ratata.

"...More than I can say..." Falcon's words were whispered; so quiet there was no chance he could have heard them. Her eyes were distant and filled with loneliness and longing.
But she swiftly came to herself. "Maybe one day", was all she said aloud. The words echoed in her mind.
Maybe one day...