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A series of leaves fell from the trees posted on either side of the trail leading up towards the entrance to the mountain path. Small twigs and broken branches collected together with the copper, yellow-toned colors and began littering the rugged cement below. A chilly breeze lifted what was left on the towering plants, swaying the in tact branches, causing a faint whistling to travel through the now lulled town.

Like many of the other residents in Syrma Town, Charlotte found herself feeling relieved that many of the tourists were beginning to return back to their own homes in the region. It was always exciting to meet new people and hear far off stories of different places, but the Battle Lift was normally very popular during the summer months, so it was difficult to find any free time to spare a listen to them.

This particular season had been rather busy. Many new trainers embarking on their new journeys had heard of the Battle Lift and the spectacular prizes that it gave, so they had all flocked here in order to obtain them. Though, like every year, their new aspirations had been devastatingly crushed by the overwhelming power of veterans who also came to face the lift... which normally resulted in many newcomers leaving shortly after they'd arrived.

She'd been lucky enough to have a few decent challengers at the Gym, though most of them were halfhearted battles; egos were still bruised from the losses they suffered days prior.

Charlotte shivered slightly, tightening the scarf around her neck as she kicked up some leaves. It was barley mid-September, but the mountain air had already made autumn seem cold, a sign that winter would soon be approaching. She didn't mind, of course, as the scenery was pretty while it lasted and she'd have time to spare once it began to snow -- who traveled up in the mountains around that time anyway?

"I don't know about you, Alphonse, but I think it's so lovely this time of year," the blonde spoke cheerfully to her companion, a slightly larger then normal Ampharos, who walked at her side down the familiar path. The Pokemon nodded in response, also seeming a little tired from the influx of battles the two had faced. "Now we can finally -- !!"

Just as the pair rounded the corner towards the Syrma Gym, amber hues caught sight of a figure standing near the entrance to the building. They seemed to linger by the neon sign that had the words CLOSED flashing on them, appearing to have no intention of leaving. Not any that Charlotte could see from where she was at least.

"So much for the idea of taking a break," she muttered, glancing to her Pokemon before picking up pace and heading towards the person. Alphonse trailed closely behind, nearly stumbling to keep the same stride as the blonde.

Charlotte heaved a heavy sigh, running neatly manicured fingers through her curls. Couldn't they see that the Gym was closed for the day? She'd been longing for this time off since the hotter months had begun. Here she thought she'd have an easy day of just hanging around and enjoying the fall scenery, but then all these people just show up.