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He wonders for a moment if she recognizes him -- probably not, given they never actually had a match. N had never intended to face any of the gym leaders; what point was there in subjecting his friends to such unnecessary things? They never met directly at his castle, either, so if she’s seen his face he can’t be sure.

Regardless of whether she knows him, he knows her.

        That day seemed fairly normal, and she was keeping herself well for the most part. Trying to integrate herself and breathe for a moment. She still couldn't believe this was real. She very well could be in some weird dream bubble, but she didn't feel like it was or like she was asleep.

        What she hadn't expected was to see some sort of squirrel creature in front of her. The little thing was so adorable! And it--wait squirrel! Her ears shot straight up as she growled at the creature, crouching down before it took off and she gave chase. The pair ran past a girl that had a similar smell and it turned into a game of fetch very quickly. The girl's body began to crackle with light, glowing a bright lime colour as she disappear and reappeared in mid-air to catch the creature in her mouth. 

What a nice coat. She'd certainly had enough time to admire it, now she wanted to get past. "...Excuse me... I ju-"

Wait. Were those antennae?

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Doreen had just needed to escape, wander aimlessly amongst the streets and just try to get her baring. It was a strange new world. Nothing like New York. She had thought spandex wearing superheroes and five three girls with bushy tails would be the most eyecatching thing here. 

She was very wrong. There were people of all colors and shapes and sizes, and even some non-humans milling about. Her green eyes were wide, taking in all the sights as she walked on autopilot past strangers.

Her tail twitched as a spark slid up her spine and the short ginger spun on her heel to stare at the back of the woman who had just passed her. There was one creature that could make her feel like that. One of them just so happened to be draped over her shoulder. 

Doreen practically turned on her heel instantaneously, trailing after the woman. She spoke before she even realized what she wanted to say.

Uh, Hi there excuse me yes?" Doreen paused, her freckled cheeks lighting up brightly as she floundered for her words.

"How the heck are you supposed to dance to a song like this?" Steve wondered aloud as a thumping bassline filled the air. It was...pretty catchy, actually, so maybe he could ask around about it. Steve spotted a woman wearing clothing just as foreign to him as the music was, and figured that it wouldn't hurt to start with her.

Despite only been a bit over a month and some weeks since the former queen got dragged into the city there still were many things she could not really grasp a concept of.

One of those things being people's choice of clothing.

╔    That's... interesting, excuse me miss, can you explain me what are those things hanging from your head?"                                                                                      ╝