Dungeon of Rosy Mons (GloriousDeath)

[RavenSaint]

The world of Pokemon is always a wondrous place...oh wait, sorry, the world of Pokemon is always a dangerous place! Mystery dungeons forming out of practically nowhere, randomly Pokemon becoming violent and many hazards around. If anything it is almost a death sentence for most to venture out on their own...not that it'd stop a little black dress wearing, red eyes, Ralts called Clara from heading into part of the woods with the desire to help others...or a desire to find treasure, the answer isn't so certain as of yet, since there are many that form teams for the sake of glory, money or to genuinely help others.

Though one aspect that may effect Clara's destiny is the sight of someone who seems to look unconscious. "Oh no," the little dark dressed Ralt rushes over towards this person she hasn't seen before. "Oh Arceus, oh Arceus, please don't be dead," quickly leaves Clara's lips as she spots a nearby leaf and a small pond. "Hopefully this will help," she reasons to herself as she rushes over to the pond to use the leaf as a way to carry some water over towards this individual before carefully trying to pour a little bit of water into this person, not wanting to risk drowning them but also not wanting to risk dehydrating them at the same time.

[GloriousDeath]

The person lying there was a Pokemon wearing a black dress with a purple face. A Gothorita. As water was poured for them, they began to stir, their blue eyes weakly opening as a feminine voice cried out.

[RavenSaint]

Not often one would see a Gothorita here by herself, though then again not often you see a Ralts by herself either, as Clara was looking mor and more concern before smiling softly at the sound of the Gothorita's feminine voice. "Oh thank goodness you're alive, I was so worried that it was too late to save you," Clara softly said with a small smile on her face as the blue eyes of the other person slowly opens.

[GloriousDeath]

When the Gothitelle's eyes fell upon Clara, her eyes widened, "Who are you? WHAT ARE YOU?!" she asked in a panic before looking down at her hands, "WHAT AM I?!". She seemed rather distressed.

[RavenSaint]

The reaction she got from the Pokemon she help definitely wasn't one that Clara expected as she blink in surprise at the distressed Gothielle in front of her. "Well you're a normal looking Gothitelle, though I haven't often seen any around these parts, but maybe you've hit your head or something," the black dressed Ralts couldn't help but add in before deciding to introduce herself. "I'm Clara, I found you here and I was worried that you might have been attacked by some dungeon Pokemon."

[GloriousDeath]

The Gothitelle just shifted her head to the side in confusion, "What's a Gothitelle?" she asked, completely unironically. When Clara introduced herself, the Gothitelle sighed, giving a small bow, "My name is Makoto Tachibana. I'm a human..." she then looks at her body, "....or at least I was.".

[RavenSaint]

'What's a Gothitelle?'

"Well...you...there's a pond nearby if you need a reflection to prove it," Clara couldn't help but say as bluntly as possible, possibly not intending to sound rude but might've been mistaken for such a thing as she introduces herself and even notice the way Makoto bowed before looking puzzled by Makoto admission to being a human.

"A...human? Ain't that one of those weird creatures spoken of in fairytales? Though, then again, Makoto Tachibana definitely sounds too weird of a name to be local...and with all the events that has been happening lately I guess a Pokemon mistaking themselves for a human isn't too rare of a thing..." Clara mumbled that last part out, possibly meaning to think those words but accidentally voiced them out instead.

[GloriousDeath]

Makoto was a bit taken aback by how Clara reacted.... But still curious Makoto went over to the pond, bending down to take a good look herself over. Through the way she bent over, her black dress rode up, exposing her nice peach to the Ralts.

Upon hearing that last bit, Makoto got up, glaring at the Ralts with her hands on her hips "Are you calling me a liar behind my back?" she asked.

[RavenSaint]

Clara might be being quite dismissive but the suggestion that humans are fairytale creature could be a potential motivator behind the black dress Ralts' lack of belief in what Makoto just told her, though the little psychic fairy didn't need long to notice the peach that the Gothitelle has.

'Are you calling me a liar behind my back?'

Not that the short cutie has long to think anything about it as the taller psychic type is glaring down towards her. "I'm not necessarily calling you a liar...just more of someone who might've hit their head a bit hard..." Clara tries to reason, though perhaps diplomacy might not be a strong skill of this girl.

[GloriousDeath]

"I suppose since apparently humans are just fairytale creatures to you I can forgive you a bit. But talking behind people's back is rude." Makoto said, still glaring at Clara, "If I was doing like that with my mom, she'd bend me over for a spanking right on the spot.".