Setting
- An actual amusement park complete with roller coasters and a ferris wheel among many other attractions.
- Two sports arenas for such classics as baseball, football, tennis, hockey, basketball, and other such things.
- A theater where one can both watch live musicals played by Pokemon or movies filmed straight from Pokestar Studios for a modest price.
- The local gym, where one can expect to find live music and beautiful women presenting themselves on a catwalk, courtesy of the gym's leader: Elesa. Also the occasional heated pokemon battle~
On her belt were two Pokeballs, but otherwise she appeared fairly normal, if a little shy.
After a bit she would close the book, and order a coffee smiling slightly, having loved how the last story ended.
She called the waitress over again, "Got any Ice-cream my Haunter is hungry and they love their icecream."
The waitress would seem a little shocked, but shrug and say, "Suuuure... I'll be just ten minutes." with that she would walk off eyeing the Haunter with a look of concern.
"I don't know if you caught it earlier, but I asked your name, mines is Elsie Darran, I sometimes train them, but really they're just awful fun to have around at night reading latest horror book, give me some atmosphere."
Once more perking up she would go on, "But well just gotta keep going..." she would pause again this time as she struggled to think of something, before blurting out what was in her head, "You're quite cute..." immediately her hand covered her mouth, as she began to apologize profusely, "Sorry... I not spoken to anyone in ages, i guess not used to it yet properly..."
"That's alright!~" she responded cheerily. "Not sure what you did, honestly~" she continued, completely disregarding Elsie's supposed guilt over this unseen slight. "I don't have much time for pokemon battling myself. It's work, work, video games and the internet." she explained in a tone with only the most mild regret. "Sometimes my work involves enhancing my pokemon, though~" she followed up. Now just what did that mean?
Finally the waitress approached with a bowl of chocolate ice-cream and with that haunter dug in hungrily, Elsie would grin slightly.
Turning to the waitress she would ask for another cup of coffee, "May I please have another, and one for my friend, I'll pay."
As the coffee arrived she took the cup but kept smiling at Ilene.
What do?