The Rufflet landed gently on her arm as it had went up again for the millionth time to try and figure out where the two where but it was to no avail she was lost. Claire had no idea where she was and had gotten lost when she ran to help a boy find his pokemon that wondered off and then it got dark. Through the night she ended up getting lost and now it was proofing difficult to find her way back.
"Its ok, we will make it out of here." She said more for herself then the little eaglet on her shoulder. It was tiring to be walking around looking for civilization and hurt to know she had gotten lost so easily.
Luckily for Claire, there just so happened to be someone nearby who knew the route rather well AND was a bit of a social butterfly. Vero hadn't really been doing much besides training his pokemon in hopes of obtaining new moves for contests, so when he spotted a Rufflet, he simply HAD to follow it. A rare pokemon like that was not native to this area, so that meant there was a trainer nearby!
"AHA! I knew I'd find ya, hun" Vero suddenly cheered, popping out from behind some bushes with quite the elated expression. His Sableye, Quantez, also emerged from the brush all smiles, fixating his bejeweled eyes on Claire. "Now now, no need to explain your situation~ I can tell by the look on your face. Poor doll. You're simply not sure what to do with yourself upon seeing me, are you?" The coordinator struck a pose and flipped his hair, Quantez falling in line beside him. "You can look all you want, but alas my dear, Vero is already taken~ oh, I swoon at the thought of him!"
After leaning on a tree to brace himself during the thought of Roha, arm covering his eyes dramatically, Vero grinned and stepped closer to Claire. "How rude of me~ I have introduced myself, but I haven't asked what your lovely name is!"
Claire couldn't help but eyeball this crazy man who was obviously way to theatrical for his own good. The Rufflet gave off a loud squack in anger for the commotion and kept its eyes fixed on the Sableeye. The show was rather over the top but Claire was not worried really. "The name is Claire, if you call me doll again I might make your face bleed." She stated teeth gritted from anger at being called a doll.
"Ohoho, we've got a fiesty one on our hands, Quantez!" Vero said, crossing his arms and shifting his weight to one hip. "Claire, however, is a delightful name! Might it be short for Carabell? I once knew a Miltank by that name ... oh, she was the sweetest. Made the best moo moo milk ~ oh dear, seems I'm rambling." The man flapped a wrist apologetically before continuing, Quantez beginning to make faces at Rufflet.
"So tell me, love. What brings you all the way out here in the middle of nowhere? You don't seem to have a camp nearby... surely a trainer like you isn't lost~?"
Claire's eyes went into daggers, "No, my name is Claire and it is not short of anything." She huffed out the Rufflet flapping its wings in anger as well. She stomped her feet swinging both arms out when he called her a trainer, Rufflet swooping into the air and hovering there eyes fixed on the shiny little pokemon. "I am a racer not a trainer, and so what if I am lost." She yelled out turning her back to him crossing her arms over her chest again watching him over her shoulder chin in the air.