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Sauntering from Mauville in general, a particular Isabella Lavigne had come on out, she'd been scouting locations for most of the night, which mostly meant listening around for ghost stories, 'fact checking' the internet, and actually visiting a place to see it and pretty much say 'yup, this looks haunted alright', that sort of official, high-quality professional work. Nonetheless, the scarred streamer had been dragging her feet a little, a tired little yawn escaping as she'd stretched her arms, Mauville had some potential overall, but there was places out further from the city she'd wanted to visit, for more personal fun reasons than for work.[break][break]

While she wasn't streaming, she'd still had a habit of at least recording even her day to day, just in case something interesting happened. Though usually she'd end up deleting the footage anyway, not finding much entertainment value out of it usually. Especially given her sour countenance, not exactly from a bad mood, simply that when she keeps her mouth shut, she tends to give off a more mature vibe, and her natural resting face naturally ends up as more of a frown, coupled with her tiredness and the particularly prominent mystery scar over her left eye, she sometimes comes off as intimidating or at least unnerving to those that don't know her.[break][break]

She hadn't exactly taken very long in her rather unenthusiastic walk through the woods, when she'd overheard something, a strange melody, echoing out over yonder. She was aware of rumours of a ghost song of sorts, and victims being spirited away, of course, given that she was a connoisseur of the supernatural. Doing the objectively worst thing to do in a horror situation, she'd headed towards the source, skulking through the woods, making sure her path was silent so as to not alert a potential spectre and finally catch one on camera! All too used to this sort of thing, she'd actually been pretty good at keeping quiet, mindful of any rustling or tree branches she might step upon, care taken for each step as she'd pinpointed the source of the melody, an almost hypnotic song just beyond a small thicket she couldn't see past beyond an ominous flickering light.[break][break]

Steeling herself—or rather double checking to make sure her Rotom phone was recording at least, she didn't want to waste the opportunity trying to fiddle with starting one of her livestreams—with a hardy, venturous and brave assuredness she'd jumped out into the clearing with a battle cry, shouting—with complete disregard for how terrible an idea it might be to aggravate a supposed spectre that abducted people—her impassioned jubilations echoing out; "Finally found you, you dastardly phantom! I'll show off the real-- real... thing...--" yet half way through her speech she'd found herself losing control of her body, falling face first as her vision blacked out.[break][break]

She'd fallen asleep. Several nights of staying up far too long, running on about 7 hours of sleep over the last 3 days, chugging coffee and energy drinks, alongside her euphoria letting her finally relax a little, with the addition of the soothing melody of what was in fact a Wigglytuff's song, had been quite the excellent combination for Bella to end up laying face first on the ground. Her Rotom phone had awkwardly floated out from where she'd come from, the little bolt of living energy that powered it blinking a couple times as it had saw that what she'd jumped in on had been a stranger simply camping with her pokémon, and its owner slumped like a ragdoll on the floor snoozing away. The Rotom phone had slightly nudged her, to no avail, the sentient piece of technology seeming to make all sorts of beeps and bzzts, seeming to try to apologise to the stranger that Bella had walked in on, for the mess she'd caused.

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The Rotom phone had been fairly understanding in that the stranger clearly didn't seem to want to hurt its owner, Bella in question snorting in her sleep as she'd been moved to a more comfortable spot and position. The most peaceful look was on Bella's dirt-covered face, a rather happy smile despite the ensuing chaos of her nearly taking a Primeape fist to the face looming over her. Though it hadn't taken too much longer before the Sing-catalysed sleep had seemed to wear off, a bit of unsightly drool dripping down as she'd stretched awake, eyes half-lidded in a rather unflattering stupor as she'd felt far more refreshed than earlier, even if it was only a moment of rest.[break][break]

"huwah, what--" she'd blinked awake, not quite familiar with her surroundings—having only seen them for a mere moment before passing out earlier—she'd managed to put together the handful of pokemon around her alongside the blonde girl in front of her, understanding them to probably be trainer and party, "wait hold on, where's the ghost?" she'd asked, her priorities clearly rather straight, where she was, or the fact that she'd seemingly blacked out, not particularly on her mind, at least until she'd realised she'd been a bit impolite, "oh, right, right, right, my name's Bella, nice to meetcha~" she'd introduced, her expression far less grim than it tended to be given the brief respite her body had, though still somewhat haggard even with the smile she'd had.

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Without much hesitation, she'd happily taken the drink offered to her, receiving it rather politely with both hands with a quick dip of her head in thanks, she'd quietly sipped the tea as Thea introduced herself and her pokémon, a warm chuckle escaping her as Thea had noted the similarity between the names of the streamer and her little Minccino, though she'd perked up further at the mention of ghosts, "oh, nah~ well, finding one would be great honestly, but I'm more interested in hunting actual ghosts!" she'd said rather proudly and unabashedly, "I livestream that sorta stuff all the time, you see~" she'd said rather offhandedly.[break][break]

She'd stood up from the sleeping bag she'd been laid upon, a little doe-legged from weariness yet still brimming with energy, "but yeah! Ghost pokémon are just as cute and exciting too," she'd added proudly, reaching into her shoulder-bag, and casually releasing a Mimikyu from her poké ball, "Like, look at Cheiri here, she's just an adorable little thing isn't she?" she'd held the little ghost-type in her arms like she was cradling a baby, a ghastly black arm escaping the patchwork trappings of its disguise to wave hello. She'd pat the faux head of the pokémon, careful not to accidentally displace the artificial flower woven in, "I've got a couple other cuties too, not ghost pokémon, but still plenty cute," she'd added with a charming smile.

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"Oh you've heard of me?" Bella had flashed a grin, "or are you thinkin' of a different person? I livestream as Night Shade!" she'd reintroduced herself with her stage name with a peace sign mimicked by her Mimikyu, though even without Bella's personal permission to do so, the Mimikyu's ghostly shadow arms had snaked their way to Thea's in as non-threatening a manner as possible, grabbing at it softly to lead it to the Mimikyu's faux head on their own. Bella herself had smiled, stepping forward to make it a little easier, "If you want, you can hold her for a bit too," she'd offered further—of course if Thea didn't accept the offer, she would have put the patchwork ghost down on the ground so that she could play with the other pokémon around her.[break][break]

Bella had smirked as the girl had hurried to save her food from turning into further kindling for the fire, "Not a single one!" she'd admitted without much hesitation or awkwardness, laughing with quite a hearty chuckle, as if she were making some sort of impression or reference with the laugh itself. "I've got a good feeling for tonight though, if you wanted to come along, I don't mind!" she'd happily added on, not really considering the trouble she might get into if her new acquaintance somehow got hurt in her care on stream—not that she's ever really considered much of that in regards to her own safety either.[break][break]

At the offer of food however, she seemed even more lax, simply nodding her head with a grin, "I'll take you up on it if you've got some to spare for lil ol' me," she'd accepted.

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Bella had smiled proudly upon hearing that Thea had recognised the name, her grin widening ever so slightly more upon the compliment. Her little Mimikyu, Cheiri, had wiggled in response, seemingly delighted by the affection and attention she was receiving, ghostly folds of cloth seeming to undulate in Thea's hands alongside the content little noises the ghost pokémon was making. Bella herself had noticed the Wigglytuff nuzzling against her leg, crouching down with a grin as she stroked the Baloon Pokémon's ear and tuft, happy to shower the big gal with attention—and curiously give her cheeks a little stretch to see just how much they might go, though stopping before it seemed too uncomfortable for the pokémon.[break][break]

"Night adventures are my expertise~" Bella had said jokingly in response, "but hey, maybe with a guest I might get some good luck for the night~" she'd tacked on further, not thinking that most people would probably consider it bad luck rather than good luck to actual sight the paranormal.[break][break]

As she'd received her share of food, the scarred girl had thought it best to actually feed her pokémon too, carefully settling her bowl down—a tad too hot for her to handle one-handed—as she'd casually tossed out three more poké balls, each releasing a Croagunk, Sprigatito and Absol, crowding up the place ever so slightly more, "Well, may as well get introductions outta the way, huh? There's Dewdrop, Nyarium and Angel," she'd introduced the three in order, each pokémon greeting the new faces to them in their own unique ways—Dewdrop croaking rather lazily with a haphazard smile and wave reminiscent to how typically tired her trainer looked, Nyarium purring with a rather proud curtsy, and Angel letting out a simple, quiet huff.[break][break]

Bella had set down a couple of bowls for her own pokémon, "mind if I get a share for my friends? I'll be happy to offer some food back, though, it's mostly ingredients for quick sandwiches, poké kibble or instant packs... never really was that great at cooking," she'd admitted with a laugh. Though she'd perked up in response to the ghost question, answering rather jovially, "well, I did hear about some ghost tales out and about the woods around here, something 'bout a singing ghost who spirits away folks~" she'd been perhaps a little too nonchalant about such a rumour, she'd given Gominha a little squish and scritch, "that's what I mistook Gomi-gomi here for, at least~" she'd added further, pointing out that she was actively searching for and heading towards what was supposedly a spectre that disappeared people.[break][break]

"aside from that... eh? It'd be pretty poggers to see any sorta ghost, honestly," she'd added rather simply and laxly, unironically the kind of person to mix internet lingo into everyday conversation.

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Bella smiled, seemingly unaware of her new friend's fear of that which she herself loved so dearly, simply being proud of the fact that Thea called Bella's friends. Her pokémon had more or less accepted the pats, besides her Sprigatito who was a bit more fussy than the rest of her pokémon, "don't feel too bad about Nyanya, she was prickly with me too when I first picked her up," Bella had commented with a chuckle, picking up the bowl she'd put down earlier when she was searching her bag.[break][break]

Nonetheless, she'd laughed at the idea of the Wigglytuff being scary, giving the balloon pokémon a quick scruffle of its tuft, "I suppose she is, huh? Though ghosts aren't that scary to me, honestly~ mostly just a really neat subject matter," she'd further added on, her foolhardiness when it comes to the supernatural seeming to be less actual brazen bravery and more just a slightly unhealthy interest in the occult.[break][break]

She'd paused a bit as Thea had commented on not hearing anything similar to what she herself had described in the area, "might be good to check the Hills... though all this forest around us is pretty big too, hm, lotsa places to go in one night, huh?" Bella had mulled over aloud.

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Bella had laughed rather candidly upon hearing herself be described as brave, "nah~ I just don't know what I get myself into," she'd said proudly, a somewhat reminiscent look on her face hinting that those very words were something she'd been told many a times in the past, "besides, a little old ghost won't do me in that easy, I'm built different, even if it did, if I manage to catch it on film, I'd say that's worth it," she'd said with a proud little grin, even if it was a bit of a dangerous mindset, she'd made it clear that she was dedicated to proving the paranormal, not exactly the most praiseworthy task, but one that she'd fallen in love with.[break][break]

"But hey, I'm rambunctious, if a ghost tries to steal me away or possess me or whatever its deal is, I'll make sure it's miserable while it does it~" she'd added with a proud smile, though her smile had softened to a more eased look at Thea's offer to help for more than just the night, "I mean, if you're not busy, that sounds great, but I don't wanna hog up your time," Bella had noted, sincere about not wanting to drag the girl away from any responsibilities she might have, "I interrupted somethin' you were up to earlier, didn't I? My bad," she'd added on further, recalling just how she'd actually met the girl earlier that night.

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