Foreign

The great Lumiose City is no match for the woman who made the streets her home. Give her a few days and Blue will know a city better than any tour guide; give her a few weeks and she'll be a part of the city itself, an integral component of its architecture and ambience.

Cafés have become her second home. She doesn't like coffee, but it's worth it to sit at a window seat with a cup of something hot and observe the city as it shifts and revolves and flutters by. She likes to watch the customers who sit at the counter with inquisitive eyes and take note of who returns her gaze. Conversations with strangers have always been her favorite type of interaction.

Occasionally she'll meet someone who has a too-familiar air about them, and she can't help but ask. Maybe they'll have heard something; maybe they'll give her some sort of clue—

But no one in Kalos knows her red-eyed trainer, and she fears she doesn't know how to hope anymore.

A/N: introduction has been revised and it's important