Snippet #1736082

Luria let her tears of 'weakness' run down her face, but she didn't make a sound. She stared at the ground with a harsh face, hating it for not swallowing her up. She was preparing a quick attack for the rock to make sure her anger build up, but she heard a noise behind her. "Um, is everything alright?" She swiftly turned around, her arms put up in defense. She paused when she saw it was a Cyndaquil and put her fists down. She pulled her hat over her face. "I'm fine. Just seething with anger and sadness at the same time, that's all. The two emotions don't mix very well." She laughed to herself. "But thanks for asking. Makes me feel better to know that there are actually some good Pokemon in this town." She looked back and chuckled nervously when she saw the damage she had done to the boulder. "Oops... I didn't know I could do that." She started giggling to herself and bowed. "I am Luria the Riolu. In reality, I should be asking you something, and that is... how may I be of service?" She felt like she was hopping out of her shell too quickly, but she wanted to make at least one connection in the town without ruining it.