((Sorry, sorry - got to go way back. Was on holiday with no internet. Just got back today. Short post, but I think I got the job done ...))
For the second time in so many days, Geniveve ordered a pot of early grey tea, poured a little into a saucer for Blitz, then sipped daintily at her own while those around her loaded themselves with slices of pizza. Bad for the waist, you know, she insisted to herself. And all that gease and oil would be murder on my skin. And, great seasons, what soda would do to my teeth! Why ... She ranted to herself for quite some time, and her eyes slowly began glazing over as she continued to talk to herself about the effects of junk food. Blitz was lapping neatly at his tea, still rather nervous about the hordes of the male specimen. However, all thoughts of 'conspiracy theories' were driven from his mind as a considerable amount of droplets from some kind of drink that the more common breed of humans consumed at an un-earthly rate struck his pelt. He yelped, flew into Geniveve's arms, promptly knocked over the cup of tea and burnt his paw. This resulted in yet more yelping and a rushed attempt at diving under the table. The eevee sat at his mistress' feet, quivering.
Geniveve snapped back into reality with a jolt as the psychic child unleashed a jet of soda pop. Her eyes narrowed, her hands curled into tight fists, and she stood. Some of the sugary drink had struck her perfectly-groomed hair. The offended locks of chestnut began to whip wildly about the girl's head and shoulders. "Never again," she growled in a dark voice. "Do that again, psychic-child, and I will slay you where you stand," she hissed. Her tone was deeper than usual, as if she lay under a trance. A pale blue aura shone around her, and her eyes shone red. "I swear to you this day, do no-" She was abruptly cut off as Ace's well-timed electric attack shot past her and struck the two warring boys. Just the shockwave was enough to bring her back to her senses, sensitive as she was to electrical currents. She found herself momentarily stiff, bordering paralysation before shaking her hair back into place ... sort of. It looked a little scruffy, but Blitz wisely decided that what she didn't know couldn't hurt her. Especially now that it seemed the spirit of suicune was beginning to make its appearance more strongly known. A short spell of psychic-child oddity, some singing, more arguments, something about special powers, and- Wait. Special powers? Like the electrical attack that Ace had used? Of course, with a water type attack, it could be turned into something stylish and stunning and gorgeous. Geniveve's eyes glittered as she subconciously began to coreograph her own 'finger attack'. Blah blah blah blah blah, rubbish, stump the idiot, waterproof, respect. Blah blah blah mutter mutter blah. Grandpa, parachute, blah blah blah blah blah speech. Not about me, not important, Geniveve decided, dismissing her compatriots with a wave of her hand that only she really seemed to care about or notice.
My my. What do we have here? Semi-narcisisstic, it seems. Rather obsessed with self-image; delusions of power or authority-
Geniveve closed her eyes and glared into the darkness. "Who are you?" she asked out loud, not worrying for a moment what others wouldthink if they heard her talking to herself. "Where are you?"
An image appeared from the darkness, sparklingly bright, although blurred at first. The voice was deep and firm, though gentle and feminine. Why, my dear! the voice replied in mock shock ((XD)). I'm your fairy godmother.
The image cleared in Geniveve's mind as a four-legged creature that bore some similarity to an arcanine, although taller and more slender. Long, silvered ribbons and a long, purple mane flowed gracefully from its back, and a tall, crystal-like structure stood at the top of its head. "Suicune ..." Geniveve found herself whispering. Blitz, who did not know what was going on, merely watched with tilted head and worried expression.