"It must be really important if he's shirking training. I won't question it. Do what you must."

"Hm? Galahad...?"

(I'll probably be headed to bed soon, but I'm definitely looking forward to doing more with Misaka in the future~)

Underboob just happens with Misaka. Not really her fault, it's just how she looks. Just don't underestimate her because of her good looks. #TittyTuesday

(Ghetsis crashed my computer-)

It's already night, is it? Misaka should really think about finding a place to spend the night, but for the moment, she's doing practice swings.

Her head was absolutely throbbing this morning. Right where her Leader's Crest should have been. Throwing off her hat in a vain attempt to relieve the pain, tears forming from the agony. "A-agh..." It was disorienting. A wound that never would fully heal. A wound that was both physical and

That's a fair point, she'll admit. Better to be confident in your skills than fearful that they won't hold up. "Those skills of yours are worthy of the confidence you hold in them?"

"I suppose. You aim to make a name for yourself then? I assume that's the reason for your confidence?"

"Rather arrogant, wouldn't you say?"

"It's common among my kind to gather an army of our pre-evolved forms." It would be a nice place to rest. At least for the night. "I appreciate your kindness."

Resting. The rain doesn't bother her. Never has.

"Half..." Some Pokemon she's never heard of. "I see. That's quite interesting. I've no interest in it, but it is interesting to know." As was him being half human. It was possible she too had some human ancestry, she wasn't sure.

"Your first...you're a Trainer? Yet you flew with those wings of yours, yes?" Her expression shows her surprise. Clearly there was more to him than met the eye. "Misaka. I was unaware that a Pokemon could be a Trainer as well."

"Quite alright. You weren't disturbing me." She crosses her arms. It wasn't like she was altogether concerned about him, but she was rather curious about his statement. It would pass the time too. "You mentioned something happening to you?"

He'd landed near her. Seemingly distressed by something. A bit of curiosity led her to stand up and approach the other. "You sound as if you're in a state of confusion. Are you alright?"

Damn. Gazing up at the sky from her found spot in the Wild Area. Sure is something flying crazy fast up there...

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀#𝟷 𝟻 𝟷. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝘗𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵, 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘰 𝘢𝘭𝘭. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝘠𝘦𝘵, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘱𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘧𝘶𝘭. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝘼𝙣𝙘𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝘼𝙡𝙡.

(A tale in two posts.)

"It's a common misconception that Steel types like myself avoid fires because of our type weakness. While we won't actively seek out places like volcanos, we won't ignore a nice bonfire to warm up near."

Finding a place to settle down for the evening was a little tough tonight. All of the good spots had been taken by other slumbering Pokemon. Rather annoying, but a good spot would be worth finding.

"I would have to be a fool to not notice the happenings going on. I know not what is happening, but I will be prepared for it."

It's quite a nice little place she has here. Everything one might need to survive. "I've no home to call my own nowadays. Not since my army was destroyed."

(First bandwagon, just picked a random one in my folder)

She followed behind her wordlessly. It wasn't the first time she was called odd. It simply didn't make sense to Misaka to betray another's trust. Hence why she never bothered to master the Kowtow Cleave even before her crest was broken.