Suddenly in the midst of a Summer Festival--

[ulternnpc]

 

There's a distinct sound of waves, and bustling of people nearby.

In the coastal city of Turnbloom the sun is bright and warm, and the scent of the sea wafts through with the cool gentle breeze that makes the glittering pinwheels spin, and the leaves on the palm tree dance.

Today the streets are extra decorated with these cute, colorful and floral shaped pinwheels. It seemed the people who were out in the streets were dressed in colorful summer attire--either casual, or the more traditional yukata. It seemed like with the booths were set out for both food and games for festival of some kind that was currently underway.

Just how did you get here, and why? A mystery, and it seemed the people in the streets didn't seem to notice anything out of the ordinary as they go about enjoying their time out on this bright sunny day.

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beach

[princeofpasio]

[The beach was quite possibly the best place to take his mind off of the situation at hand. It did remind him of Pasio after all, and it gave himself time to train with his Pokemon, and reflect upon the situation they had been suddenly thrust into.

Taking a casual stroll with Hoopa trailing behind did he take note of Oleana. Ah, having sand in your shoes was an uncomfortable feeling. One he could relate to having had that experience in the past. Although as he's watching her for a brief moment he found himself struck with a thought, as he decided to approach closer.]

You there, are you perhaps lost here as well?

[malodor]

[Oleana starts a bit when she hears someone speak to her--how dare someone interrupt her in her own head? Just who exactly is--

Ah. Oleana crosses her arms a bit, defensively, as she looks him over. This man seems...well, he looks like he crawled out of Kalos with that look, but--]

Yes, I am. I had assumed that I might be the only one who wound up in this strange place, but it would seem there are more than I initially thought. [Her gaze goes more neutral at that.] Tell me, have you any memory of anything before your arrival?

[princeofpasio]

[Lear's outfit definitely wasn't fit for the island weather, despite being on an island in this exact outfit before being transported to yet another island. Yet it seemed he didn't seem bothered at all by the warmth being dressed from head to toe.

At Oleana's question, he too crosses his arms while idly tapping on one of his forearms with his pointer finger.]

Yes, I do. I remember being in Pasio, making plans for the next up and coming tournament there.

[He gives pause to the tapping to stare at the woman before him through his shades. She looked familiar--and based on her accent, was she from the same region as the Galar Champion, Leon?]

How about yourself?