Hoenn still held many surprises for the Unovan, who's highest peaks had been the skyscrapers of the city she spent most her life in. And although Castelia's skyline had its own charm, the constant variety Hoenn had been exposing her to downright baffled her, actually having made her enjoy her time off-- however much she hated doing nothing. Likewise just sitting still even when she had nothing to do made the woman fidgety, prompting her to take up yet another stroll on the nearby routes rather than hanging around the cities itself. And with Mt. Pyre looming in the distance, she felt all the more drawn to explore the area around it.

Having her notebook handy Brynn had been recording everything of informational value, somehow capable of writing down whatever she wished without bumping into anything, somehow forgoing the need to even look up. Curious skill, but it left her with all the time needed to document the peculiars of this road. Though with no pokémon currently out and about, the violet-haired one soon enough would find herself straying from the main road, blindly dodging trees, branches, roots, and shrubbery until she ended up somewhere a lot less known by the time she actually looked up from the small booklet. Eyes shifted left and right, Brynn turning around again to try and backtrack any possible path she could've taken to end up… well, wherever "here" was. The only thing she did recognise was the giant mountain looming in the distance. A soft hiss followed as ran a hand through her hair, slamming the small booklet shut.

"Well this is inconvenient…. shit."

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"It… looks like it? Although I wasn't quite intending on it to happen; well, not during a morning stroll, and certainly not in this way. Like, at all." Brynnhildr admitted, instinctively reaching for a small notepad she normally carried with her, only to grab into the emptiness that now adorned her belt. Probably left it in her hotel room… well, that was too bad, just meant she'd be having to memorize all its silly behavior instead for now. Although… well, she had to admit it was surprisingly cute to see the little fluff-bear be so cheerful about being able to play with the pokéball so wildly as well. It was the first time she'd seen such behavior for herself, although she had heard others tell about phenomenons just like this happening. Brynn had just thought it a hoax. Until now, that is.

After a few more playful prances the Stufful smacked its head against the small dot, initiating the mechanism and the small red light engulfing it before its entire form disappeared within the now rocking ball. It left the Unovan in anticipation of the outcome, even though either would be more than fine. If it joined the team however, Brynn would have to start researching about the little tyke.

~ CATCHING STUFFUL ~

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Oh how bold could she have been if she'd just strutted into the field, towards the man and his downright enormous Houndoom. Bold and stupid, mayhaps, because even from this distance they looked rather intimidating, the a point that even the Unovan needed a moment to reassess the situation after being completelt bewildered by the sudden sight. Brynnhildr was bold enough to do it, but not stupid enough to actually go and try. She valued her life a tad bit more than that.

The only thing she was certain of was the fact that this trainer had apparently been amicable enough to help the farmer out; and she fully well understood why he was the right person for the job. It actually made her wonder whether she was even needed for this job… Brynn could feel the small Galarian Ponyta at her feet tremble as it stared at the giant Houndoom, though she had to admit she wasn't certain whether this was due to fear or excitement. Bell had quite a few strange quirks like that; his curiosity would always reign victorious over his common sense. Yet today she was glad Bell didn't just bolt off like he'd otherwise do to go see what was up.

Well, either way. Guess this would be her partner for the job? Time to woman up, swallow that lump and get to it! "Uhm, excuse me? Are you the one the farmer mentioned would be helping with the Wooloo flock today?" Brynn asked carefully, regarding the scarred man from a still polite distance. It never hurt being too cautious when this many predatory canines were involved.

samuel carter

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