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[after_the_flower]

[A girl is walking around outside.


She looks very young and very confused. Occasionally staring at the flowers or wildlife. Like butterflies. She looked harmless though.]

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[candlebottom]

[Hello, have a girl with a flaming tail rollerblading in your direction and stopping just as she passed by.

She turned and smiled at the random girl and offered a friendly wave.]

'Ey there~

[after_the_flower]

[She was taken aback by the flaming tail...yet she waved back.]

There's something on you that's on fire.

[candlebottom]

[Riwane laughed a little and smiled back,]

Naw, it's always on fire! [She said as she waved her tail a bit in front of her.]

See? It's cause Ah'm a Charmander~ Yew ain't from 'round here are yew?

[after_the_flower]

No...I don't think so. I don't remember.

[...]

But what's a Charmander.

[candlebottom]

[Looks like the girl really isn't from around here or anywhere with Pokemon, that's fine though! Riwane loves meeting new people!]

Well, a Charmander's a Pokemon~ It's kinda weird ta explain since in tha school we get to have more human forms like this one~ See? [She spins around playfully before turning to her and smiling.]

Normally Charmander's look like this~ [Riwane poofed into her normal, firetail form, giving her a friendly wave before turning back 'human']

There's a whoooole lotta other Pokemon species, an' yew'll find lots of other people 'round this place! It's kinda crazy but fun! An' very diffurent!

[after_the_flower]

[This person was very excitable. Sophie was at first feeling like this should be daunting. But she was being nice. Nice was good. Even if she was a monster(?), she was nice.]

Are all Pokemon on fire?

[candlebottom]

Not all nope! There's all kinds'a types! Even ones made outta fire themselves! Or water, or stone, or steel! Well Ah could go on 'bout all tha diffurent types and how varied them all are, but that would take me the whooooole day an then sum~!

[Excuse her, she gets excited when meeting new people!]

[after_the_flower]

All kinds?

[She brightens up a bit more now, even if she's still confused.]

Do some have flowers on them like you have fire?

[candlebottom]

Yup! Grass types usually do! Actually we gots sum real cool ones in tha school! They're real pawpular so you should notice them rite away!

[She said excitedly with a bright smile.]

[after_the_flower]

I'd love to see them.

[She practically clasps her hands in delight.]

I wanna know all about them.

[candlebottom]

Aww shucks, Ah'm sure they'd love meetin' a nice gal like yew fur shure!

An' yew can always fine more stuff on all tha otha types in tha library an' such!

[after_the_flower]

Library...What's a library? How can I know other types there?

[...]

[candlebottom]

A libray yanno? Building full'a books and otha stuff that yew can learn from! It's real neat an' Ah really should visit't more often haha!

Maybe Ah wouldn't flunk mah classes so much.

[purrsouna]

[Elly approached the girl with a gentle smile]

Hello, are you lost?

[after_the_flower]

[Another stranger. Sophie didn't look startled with this one though.]

I think so.

Do you know what this place is?

[purrsouna]

It's an academy, Smash Academy to be precise. The school has a rather occasional habit of pulling people from different time and space actually, which I presumed it happened to you as well?

[Man, this girl likes to emphasize words with a weird accent, still, not an all bad girl, right?]

[after_the_flower]

...I think so. I don't know.

[She is noting you are talking kind of funny. Let's stare at the flowers.]

But they have nice flower gardens here.

[purrsouna]

Yes, they're quite beautiful, do you like gardening?

[after_the_flower]

[That actually got a smile out of her.]

Yes, I love flowers. All kinds. But I think my favorite is the sopheritas.

[purrsouna]

Yes, flowers serves quite a set of interesting language of their own, often called floriography; they were used quite frequently during the Victorian-era as a means of communication.

I quite fancy orchids myself.

[after_the_flower]

Flowers can talk...?

[She stares at the sopherita in her hand.]

They aren't saying anything.