Ethan raised an eyebrow as she vanished before picking up his Pokemon. "I smell politics," he announced tonelessly. Blackie snorted, curling back up to sleep. "Do you think we ought to follow?" He rubbed Blackie's ears as they left the shop, turning toward the direction of the market. Maya shook her head.
"Let's not cause a war between families," she suggested. "We both know that'd get us in more trouble than she or you could afford. Come on, let's go the market. I want to see if there's a sale on Sitrus." She trotted ahead and Ethan sighed, following the sale-loving female.
"Alright then!" Lynn said excitingly. "Lets--" But she then froze as she turned to face the window. She saw two people that she recognized; a lady who had a modern traditional kimono, with a traditional female hairstyle. Beside her was a male who was taller than her, who wore more of a traditional hakama; his gown was so long that it reached to his socks, where his white socks could be seen sticking out. He also wore a traditional Chinese sunhat, with brown sandles that were the same color as it.
The two people exchanged looks with Lynn, as they then started to walk away. Lynn then quickly, yet silently glanced at Flareon, then turned back to Ethan. "I'm sorry, but, can we postpone the battle for another time?" she asked. As Flareon cried in frustration at her. "I...I have something important to do. Flareon, Pansage, Marill, we're going. Now." Lynn then started to bolt towards the door, leaving her pokemon behind.
The three pokemon turned towards one another.
"Pan?" (Lynn?) Pansage called.
"Marill..." (Mr. Cloud is really upset now...) Marill added.
"Flareon!" (This is unacceptable!) Flareon raged as he turned to Blackie. "Eon... Eon!" (Grr... You got lucky this time!)