Sambul
On the Run
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- Seen Sep 28, 2009
It had taken her some time, but Sharon had finally arrived at Fortree City. The young woman had taken to reaching the city by foot and it showed. Sharon's face along with her clothes and possessions were covered in layer of dirt and grime from her travels. It looked like she had been trampled by a herd of Donphan.
Behind her was her closest companion, Ion who was carefully scanning the surrounding area while following at a steady pace. Unlike the orange haired woman, however, the Gardevoir's body looked completely clean, not a speck of dirt on her.
The pair stopped at the entrance, and if either could describe the atmosphere in one word, it would be 'tense'. From what Sharon could tell, this conference had definitely attracted masses of people from the two factions and more.
Running a hand through her sweat-matted hair, she knew that a fight was bound to happen...and that she needed to wash up. She grimaced at her sweaty skin and dirty clothes.
'First things first, why don't we go find an inn or something Ion?'
Even as she asked the quiet Pokemon, she began to search for a lodge to stay in. Ion said nothing, a small worried frown on her face, and followed her lead.
"WOAH!"
Sharon's surprised exclamation instantly rang warning bells in Ion's head. In an instant she teleported beside her friend's side ready to defend her should the need be.
"Wait a sec! Ion! Stop, stop! There's nothing wrong."
Ion looked doubtfully at her companion, but stopped when Sharon gave an exasperated sigh and pointed to what had caught her off guard. It was a Scyther and a Heracross fighting it out. By now, the fighting pair had moved their fight farther from Sharon and were getting closer to the watching public.
'Sharon, would you like me to stop them?' Ion inquired.
'No, those were wild pokemon. I think it was a territorial dispute, but I'm not sure. It's only natural they fight.' Red-orange hair went a flurry as she shook her head negatively.
Not a moment later, a group of loud mouthed Utopianists charged in. They acted hastily in ending the fight, but started a big commotion as well. Closing her amesthyt eyes in disappointment, Sharon sighed deeply at the actions of the bellowing extremists. Although she was in the Utopianist faction, she was aware of the growing numbers of extremists. It was pitiful really, they were so obsessed and absorbed in their beliefs that they lost sight of what it meant to be a Utopianist.
"Idiots...forcing Pokemon to fight and treating them cruelly is what we're against. Why can't they see that?"
Her words were whispered in a somber tone. It both infuriated and troubled to her that this may be what the Utopianists were becoming. Her small hand clenched into a fist as she thought of how pitiful this really was. It was the reason why she was here. The reason as to why she had to fight so everyone could understand that Utopianists weren't some fanatical blockheads.
'...Sharon?' There was a look of concern on the psychic Pokemon's face.
Turning to face her partner, she gave Ion a large grin.
"I'm completely fine Ion! Now c'mon! Let's go find a place to stay!" She turned and continued forward in a carefree pace, never noticing the smile that blossomed on Ion's face.
"Huh?" There was a puzzled look on Sharon's face as she stopped and watched something going on to her right. A girl, dressed in a bright blue sun dress, shot toward a man and a woman lying on the floor.
'This is gonna be trouble' she thought as she watched the girl begin to trip. 'Ion!'
'Understood.'
A blue aura surrounded the stumbling girl. Before she could get hurt or land on anyone, she was brought back into an upright position and placed safely back onto the ground. Sharon let out a relieved sigh, and slowly began to approach the trio.
Behind her was her closest companion, Ion who was carefully scanning the surrounding area while following at a steady pace. Unlike the orange haired woman, however, the Gardevoir's body looked completely clean, not a speck of dirt on her.
The pair stopped at the entrance, and if either could describe the atmosphere in one word, it would be 'tense'. From what Sharon could tell, this conference had definitely attracted masses of people from the two factions and more.
Running a hand through her sweat-matted hair, she knew that a fight was bound to happen...and that she needed to wash up. She grimaced at her sweaty skin and dirty clothes.
'First things first, why don't we go find an inn or something Ion?'
Even as she asked the quiet Pokemon, she began to search for a lodge to stay in. Ion said nothing, a small worried frown on her face, and followed her lead.
"WOAH!"
Sharon's surprised exclamation instantly rang warning bells in Ion's head. In an instant she teleported beside her friend's side ready to defend her should the need be.
"Wait a sec! Ion! Stop, stop! There's nothing wrong."
Ion looked doubtfully at her companion, but stopped when Sharon gave an exasperated sigh and pointed to what had caught her off guard. It was a Scyther and a Heracross fighting it out. By now, the fighting pair had moved their fight farther from Sharon and were getting closer to the watching public.
'Sharon, would you like me to stop them?' Ion inquired.
'No, those were wild pokemon. I think it was a territorial dispute, but I'm not sure. It's only natural they fight.' Red-orange hair went a flurry as she shook her head negatively.
Not a moment later, a group of loud mouthed Utopianists charged in. They acted hastily in ending the fight, but started a big commotion as well. Closing her amesthyt eyes in disappointment, Sharon sighed deeply at the actions of the bellowing extremists. Although she was in the Utopianist faction, she was aware of the growing numbers of extremists. It was pitiful really, they were so obsessed and absorbed in their beliefs that they lost sight of what it meant to be a Utopianist.
"Idiots...forcing Pokemon to fight and treating them cruelly is what we're against. Why can't they see that?"
Her words were whispered in a somber tone. It both infuriated and troubled to her that this may be what the Utopianists were becoming. Her small hand clenched into a fist as she thought of how pitiful this really was. It was the reason why she was here. The reason as to why she had to fight so everyone could understand that Utopianists weren't some fanatical blockheads.
'...Sharon?' There was a look of concern on the psychic Pokemon's face.
Turning to face her partner, she gave Ion a large grin.
"I'm completely fine Ion! Now c'mon! Let's go find a place to stay!" She turned and continued forward in a carefree pace, never noticing the smile that blossomed on Ion's face.
"Huh?" There was a puzzled look on Sharon's face as she stopped and watched something going on to her right. A girl, dressed in a bright blue sun dress, shot toward a man and a woman lying on the floor.
'This is gonna be trouble' she thought as she watched the girl begin to trip. 'Ion!'
'Understood.'
A blue aura surrounded the stumbling girl. Before she could get hurt or land on anyone, she was brought back into an upright position and placed safely back onto the ground. Sharon let out a relieved sigh, and slowly began to approach the trio.