Post by LILLIAN JACKSON on Nov 26, 2016 21:02:33 GMT
when it's time to live and let die
and you can't get another try
The bitter cold was defiantly a change from the common warmth of the Hoenn region. Snow crunched beneath her feet as she walked; and every now and again, she couldn't help but make an odd expression whenever she saw her own breath. Lillian didn't mind exploring new places, especially in order to catch new Pokemon; but she was rather unsure about staying up in the Samui area for too long. Zeid had already shown his discomfort on their way up to the village, asking to be put in his Pokeball for the remainder of the journey. That had been quite an odd request, especially since he often preferred to be outside of his Pokeball. But then again, grass types weren't the kind of Pokemon to usually enjoy cold weather.
The village itself was rather small, fitting snugly inside of a small crater. The small town itself seemed charming, if not a bit off putting. She smiled brightly at everyone she passed, looking around the small village with an odd curiosity. It didn't look as though it had changed much, if ever. Though she was surprised to find a contest hall near town square, there wasn't much to find here. The large opening at the back of the crater seemed interesting enough, though she would have plenty of time for that later. She had a mission to stop by town square to make a wish -- and from there, the Pokemon Center to warm up.
The tree itself wasn't too hard to find, being that it was rather larger and shone brightly in the heavily clouded sky. There were various types of decorations adorning the tree, and several colors of lights were spun around it. At the very top of the tree sat a star in the shape of Jirachi. It was actually kind of cute. The star her parents usually put on their tree was just a normal Starmie. And it wasn't rumored to grant wishes, either.
Speaking of which, Lillian looked around for someone to ask how to go about making a wish -- only to realize that no one was really there. Pouting, the teenager looking back up to the star, brow furrowed. It was after a long moment that she finally managed to speak.
"I wish I had a Trapinch," she said, aloud (and feeling a tad bit stupid in the process). "Preferably a shiny. Uhm, please?"
something inside this heart has died, you're in ruins