[attr="class","witness"]Francie bounced in her chair as she signed paper after paper about having given out a few gym badges here and there recently, then she was left to sign for all of the documents that stated the losers and when they were allowed to re-challenge the gym. It wasn't that she didn't enjoy paperwork but... I mean really, who sits and thinks, y'know what I wanna do?? Paperwork!!

Because of this, by the end of said paperwork, which she did because it was her duty, Francie just wanted to get out of the building. The end of the day had come and Francie was ready to just chill out ... someplace that wasn't the gym's office.

Her lycanrocs, in their three separate forms, followed behind her steadily. Sometimes the midnight would nip at the the midday and they'd growl and whine at each other while the dusk walked beside Francie and promptly ignored the others. He was the older and more mature of the others-- until the midnight tricked the midday to bite the dusk's tail, and then he'd whip around and give a snarl at which they all snickered and eventually calmed down.

"Alright, it's time to..."

Francie had about pulled their pokeballs out, when he caught eye of a guy in a hospital gown in the main reception area beside an arcanine. She made her way forward and looked in confusion at the one who was there.

"I'm sorry, but gym challenges are for weekdays only..." her voice died off as the face she saw tried to register. But it had been only in media that she'd seen Mateo, never having met him in person before her many absences, and so the penny just wouldn't drop for the blonde.

"Are you okay?? Do you need me to call anybody??"

mateo martinez

[attr="class","witness"]At the mention of her being an idjit, Francie's cheeks puff up in defense. Her lycanrocs can sense her unease, and they stop fighting among themselves long enough to give her a sniff. Louie, her dusk form lycanroc, puts his head into her hand. It causes the tension in her hand to leave, and she deflates.

Lyonel, the midnight form, gives a protective snort before sitting back on his haunches and let's his lazy self just sorta lay out. It's embarrassing, and Lincoln sits in front of him to block the view of his sprawled out self.

Once the man apologizes, Francie's not too offended anymore. Really she forgave him the moment he apologized. But what surprised her was ... being mildly flashed. Her free hand raises up to her hands and she blushes, glancing around frantically like she can't quite figure out what she's supposed to look at. Once the man's covered, Francie pays him more attention.

"Please don't apologize. I understand the need to go somewhere to... escape."

Her mind travels to the many times she had moved around just to avoid something, because she was scared, or naive.

"And as far as the gym leader thing goes, I really love it! Phew does it keep me busy though! Like, I knew it would keep my schedule full but I really had no idea... it's so much fun though. Seeing the different people and their pokemon bond through the challenges set before them. And I love the battles, so do these three."

Her fond smile is turned to her boys, who she gives pets to who she can reach... before eyeing Lyonel with mild judgement. He's so embarrassing, falling asleep all sprawled upside-down like that.

mateo martinez