The new presence of both Pokémon and
AUTUMN ANDERSON did not seem to disturb the Pokémon already living there. To them, they were but new inhabitants, not meant to be given much thought save for perhaps an offering of playing.
Depending on how adventurous Autumn or her Pokémon would be. They might be able to find quite delicious evidence. Let’s start with what was sure to be the most salivating main dish. For who could withstand the temptation of scandalous rumors? Well, those would be found within the master bedroom, its occupants deep asleep would surely notice nothing.
But what would one find in there? Well for starters a huge boring bookshelf filled to the brim with books about not only Pokémon training but myths and fables from various regions. But surely that would not be interesting, even if by its side the wall had been plastered with what could only be described as an almost conspiratorial map of Legendary Pokémon sightings and locations. The only thing keeping that hidden was the door which covered it from glance views.
No, the unlocked laptop that stood on the desk would surely provide more sustenance. Were Autumn to make a few clicks, and close down the paused music player not only would she be met by the background of a rather revealing picture of
Callan Young one of the founders of the now-famous band TERAVOLT, though no nudity save for the lack of a shirt. It would be obvious that this was not taken by a professional photographer. Were Autumn to have the audacity to check the messaging apps on the computer, well the spicy conversations and pictures would make their relationship fairly obvious.
But other than that tidbit the Apartment would be sparse in the way of scandalous offerings. For as Autumn might notice the Porygon-Z flew about at breakneck pace, doing chores, keeping everything pristine. If Autumn were to enter the living room at just the right time, she or one of her Pokémon might find the Porygon-Z busy collecting papers. It would then fly over to greet them once more offering help of any sort. Though it did not take great strides to hide the topic of the papers. It was mostly printed out legal mumbo jumbo, but words such as legal disownment, inheritance rights, and so on. What could it possibly mean?
What was Elinor doing while everyone was snooping on her personal belongings?
Well, she was currently standing in the slowest-moving elevator this side of Hoenn had ever seen. It halted at every floor, people coming and going. It was surprisingly crowded today, almost as if someone was trying to drag that one elevator scene out.
But at last, she finished the Elevator ride, reached her floor, and exited. Leisurely walking towards her door. With a quick well-trained movement did she retrieve her keys, and with a loud
CLICK, the lock unlocked, or so it would normally have. But not today, for Porygon-Z had forgotten to lock it after Autumn’s arrival.
Weird… Elinor felt a sense of dread as she pulled the key out and opened the door. Body tense, ready to walk in on some evildoers. Porygon-Z always kept the door locked.
OOC: Elinor is approaching. One more post to do shenanigans in her home before she arrives! Go Go Go!
LOCATION: Slateport -> Upper District (Elinor's Penthouse apartment)
