The stellar decalcomania of stars coated the sky among the seaside mountainous route, holding the cosmos close to its path as it wound about in green colors. Evangeline found herself frequently staring at the stars from the back of her Metagross as he flew across the skies- it was marvelous watching the stars drift past over the clouds, sampling the flux of the lunar soundwaves on her music set with each passing second. Beginning descent, Chloroform would slowly produce their contracted legs and meet them with the grassy terrain, leaving nothing but a few spikey prints in the mud. Being an extra-large version of its species, the Metagross was capable of fitting her entire musical production set on its flat top alongside a blanket for their trainer to sit upon, almost as a portable music machine. It was strange to the Hex Angel how technology had advanced so far for those in her caliber in the music industry, and how much she had been surrounded by the bright screens of the future era.

Gliding down from the top of the metallic being, the pink-haired professor would fasten her items into her bag and begin to advance down the route- the moonlight almost made her appear as if she had been as white as snow, but with extremely clear blue eyes and red eyeshadow. From the falling of leaves and the breaks in the wind she could tell that she was not alone, but could not spot a single soul anywhere in front of her; perhaps a Pokemon was lurking in the trees that stretched across the edges of the road, which would make for an interesting encounter.

Exhaling smoke from her lungs was something that made the night feel more complete, especially when it got cold. The wind would begin to pick up slightly and cause goosebumps to appear on Evangeline's arms, which would develop her body into a feeling of chills; turning around to pick up the blanket from the Pokemon's back, she would realize that another trainer looked to be walking down the route toward her, as if he were also on a stroll in the same direction. Wrapping the soft fur around her body as the passerby began to turn from a silhouette into actuality, she would fasten it around her with a button and bow in a greeting, leaning her body against the side of her modified steel and psychic type.

In the shadow of the mountains, the individual appeared to have darker hair and pale skin similar to the hex angel's, along with a similar demeanor. "Honestly, just a quiet clear field under the stars," she would say in response to his question, her cerulean eyes glistening in comparison to her angelic glint, "one of my fairies happen to enjoy the night's light shows quite a bit, and being around the mountain's base clears my mind." The Metagross that stood behind its trainer appeared to come forward to meet her side, allowing her hand to meet its surface to lean upon once more. "Oh, I'm Evangeline by the way," she would smile as the moon would begin to reach higher into the sky, "but you may have seen me around under my stage name, Hex Angel. What's yours?"