Tiny Catastrophes || Sapphire + Tate
Lacunosa Town — A town where all honor old customs, living as methodically as clockwork. Certainly the type of place Sapphire had heard only through stories told from long ago.
The rich aura of folklore still shrouded the twilit streets however, which were as deserted as the legends would've predicted. "Wow, so people really do believe these stories," she muses, trading glances between buildings, as she and Blakizen roam for a few more moments. Hearing the myths as a young adult and no longer a child intrigued her a great deal, prompting the girl to make an appearance in the Unovan town. She simply had to see for herself what the stories always spoke of.
Upon reaching the Pokemon Center —  the only well-lit building she'd come across —  Sapphire watches closely as a figure emerges through the automatic doors. At first shocked to see another person, she stops dead in her tracks when she notices the oriental garb. Immediately, the patterns hearken back her memories. "....Tate!"
