Grumbling with the fervent hatred of a thousand years of unpleasantness, Hex glared at the door as though it was likely to grow teeth and bite her. Ever since an unfortunate string of incidents with a sliding glass door, she'd had a healthy dislike of doors in all shapes and forms; glass or solid, the "wall demons" seemed to be out to get her. Hell, she could barely even remember all the times she'd ended up walking face-first into a door. This one was looking at her funny, too - it was masquerading as a simple, unobtrusive sliding glass door.

As if!

Not fooled by the door's foul sorceries, Hex opted to introduce herself through the window, courtesy of the battleaxe that happened to be leaning up against the wall for no apparent reason.

In a completely unexpected turn of events, the window shattered with enough force and flying crystalline shards to take over a third world nation without so much as a "sacre bleu!" of protest. Flipping the Wall Demon™ off with one slender finger, she vaulted over the windowsill and landed.

On the floor.

Covered in glass shards.

Of the sharp variety.

The bloodcurdling scream that issued forth from the unassuming building could quite likely have woken the dead in China, had they not been too busy rolling over in their graves at the state of world events.

Really, that was probably for the best - Hex didn't need more attention! Realizing from the sound of footsteps that someone was probably going to want to know what the (OMG BAD WORD) was going on, she desperately looked around the room, searching for the Pokemon that were supposedly here. Red balls... red balls? What the hell were these things?

Perplexed, she looked around once again. Everywhere she looked, duotone red and white balls with buttons on them sat on shelves and desks, with no sign of any Pokemon in the vicinity. The footsteps were coming closer, too; hurried, with worried, low voices. Being the flighty lass she was, Hex promptly panicked. Grabbing a random ball off the shelf, she hightailed her way out of the window as Professor Melinda walked in.

Thus began an epic adventure of love, lust, danger, and seriously hoping she wasn't going to have to clean up the mess. Oh, right, and now she had a severely dense little rock dog thing following her around.

[sprite]aron[/sprite] Aron (Male)

[I LOVE your style. :3]

Roster Pokémon

[sprite]aron[/sprite] Aron
Type: Steel/Rock
Status: Normal
Level: 5
Gender: :male:
Item: (none)
Nickname: (none)
Happiness: 1

[sprite]carvanha[/sprite]Carvanha
Type: Water/Dark
Status: Normal
Level: 5
Gender: :female:
Item: (none)
Nickname: Shrapnel
Happiness: 0

[shiny]ditto[/shiny]Shiny Ditto
Type: Normal
Status: Normal
Level: 5
Gender: (none)
Item: (none)
Nickname: Lolki
Happiness: 0

Boxed Pokémon
(None)

Items
:pokeball: x5
:potion: x1
:rarecandy: x8
:cleanslate: x1
:spicyonigiri: x10

Money
2508 G

Partner
(none)

NPC
(none)

Completed Routes
(none)

Elemental Spirit Guardians
(none)