Regrets [OPEN]

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Characters: Dawn and anyone!
Setting: Floor Four.
Format: Either is fine.
Summary: Dawn is trying to retain some sense of normalcy.. but failing horribly.
Warnings: Imminent crying, probably.

Dawn likes the fourth floor. It's therapeutic, almost, to stare out the windows. It makes her realize that maybe she'll get out of this tower one day. Maybe she'll be able to explore the land below. Maybe her world is still there, and whoever wrote the letter was lying just to mess with her. Maybe.. this was all a dream. ... No. To think that would be foolish. Dawn wasn't in denial. She'd come to terms with it rather quickly. After all, moping never helped anyone, did it?

She sat on a couch, close to one of the walls. She was wearing her normal clothing. She refused to wear the out white outfit. She didn't even want to look at it... In her lap sat her Shaymin, who looks up at her and whines occasionally. All Dawn does is smile faintly down at it, rubbing it's back. Why me? She thought. Part of her regretted being such an adrenaline junkie. Maybe she should have stayed with her mother more often... She missed her mom so, so much. She could only think that this was what she got for always wanting for more. How selfish of her..

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Romeo looked around the forth floor, it was strange to be surrounded by glass windows, the world around them was all foggy and he couldn't see very far, not like being out on the roofs in Milano. He spotted the girl on the couch, and smiled over at her. His attention was caught by the strange animal in her lap, it looked like nothing in any of the books doctor Casella had showed him. "Hello," he said as Piccolo his weasel ran out of his shirt to sit on his shoulder.

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"Hello," She repeated, in a rather small voice. They even brought children as young as him here.. How sad. Dawn smiled faintly at the boy, then her gaze turned to the strange thing on his shoulder. "Is that.. a Pokemon?" She asked. It probably wasn't, seeing how no one here actually knew what one was. It was worth a shot, though.

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Romeo blinked and shook his head slightly, "No... this is Piccolo he's a weasel, what's a pokemon?" He looked down again at the strange animal in her lap, "Is that a pokemon?"

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"A.. weasel?" She repeated, almost correcting him and saying 'you mean a sneasel?' until she realized that the thing he had was definitely not a sneasel.

"A Pokemon is.. a creature with special powers, basically."

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"Oh," Romeo tilted his head, "What kind of special powers?"

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"For example... Hm, let me show you." Reaching into her pocket, Dawn pulls out a tiny pink flower. "This is Gracidea. Watch." She holds it close to Shaymin, and soon, he begins to glow. Leaping out of Dawn's lap, it emerges in a completely different form (http://archives.bulbagarden.net/media/upload/d/da/492Shaymin-Sky.png).

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Romeo watched carefully when he was told to and as the creature began to glow and change his mouth dropped open in surprise. "It's a magic animal!" He said in quiet amazement.