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"How dare," bzzt. "he pull a stunt like that, in front of the cameras." bzzt bzzt. "the whole thing was media attention. Paint the home town hero in an even better lighting against bad evil Ava." bzzt bzzt. "That big headed egotistic narcissistic golden boy," she mumbled a few more choice words before snapping. "Where's the receptionist!" bzzt bzzt bzzt. She punctuated jabbing down on the bell, to summon the person quicker.

A boy carrying towels, rushed into the room, tripping over language that had yet to be carried to their rightful rooms. The towels flew in the air, no longer neatly folded as they drifted down. One white towel, fluttered over Ava's head, shutting off her sight of the boy, rushing to set back up the pile of luggage.

The sixteen year old quickly raced to gather up the fallen cloths. "I'm so so so sorry. We have not had this many people since, well we've never had this many people." Stuffing the white blankets under his arm. Ava crossed her arms. Saying nothing, and patiently waiting for her sight to be unobstructed.

Finally collecting the last of the towels. The boy looked here and there, blushing when he saw that a towel landed in an awkward place. "I am Eric by the way," Slowly lifting the towel that concealed his guests face. He managed to see half her face, before a hand forcefully pushed him back.

A snap of fingers. The towel folded itself then gently laid in Ava's outstretched hands. "Here."

"Oh wow your psychic!" Eric exclaimed, then he looked down at his ragged pile in his arms. "You wouldn't mind. would you." trying to give his most charming smile.

Ava's mouth thinned for a second. Her eyes looking over his light brown spiky fringe haircut. Moving lower to his matching brown eyes and warm smile. For how long she took analyzing him, Eric believed himself to be out of luck. His smile faltered, but Ava snapped her fingers again. The towel's whipping from his grasp into the air, folding themselves, before fluttering down to stack on top of the one in Ava's hands. Ava then placed them on the desk.

"check me in please."

"oh! oh yes of course." hopping behind the counter, and straightening his green embroidered suit, complete with the hotel insignia. "Now then what can I do for you today Miss?" trying to act casual.

"Just check me in." Ava said shoving the hotel card into his chest. Causing an ummf to escape.

Eric, gathered himself. Swiping the card from her hand, and into the system.

"Well welcome Miss Natsume your room number is 548. Top floor, please enjoy your evening. " Eric recorded out.

Ava snatched the card back and walked toward the elevator.

Eric had to look at the computer screen again to realize who he had welcomed.

"WAIT!" A hand stopping the elevator doors from closing. Eric slipped inside the small compartment, breathing heavily from his short sprint. "May I have your autograph." Holding up a pen and pad.

Again the long stare.

The elevator rose, eyes moving down him at the same rate.

There was a ding. Doors opened.

He gave the same charming smile. The elevator doors were closing.

"No." She stepped out with not enough space for him to follow behind.

Lights flashed, people hugged their preferred machines as the noise blared so loud thoughts scattered.

Ava hadn't been in one of these rooms in a very long time. What was the point, a psychic would be accused of cheating the gambling game if the outcome was a win.

"Alright! I won!" A triumphant shout barely heard above the other chaos. Ava's eyes spotted two trainers. A guy and a girl huddled over a game machine.

"Now if only you could win a pokemon match." the girl said rolling her eyes trying to knock her partner down a peg.

"I'm here aren't I." The boy jingled a bag of coins in her face, "And you're just sore you lost all your money, now if you don't mind, I'mma go exchange these bad boys."

The girl then pointed in Ava's direction,"Hey is that?"

"Maybe if we get her autograph, we can exchange it for more moola."

Hearing that Ava scoffed quickly moving off from the game corner. The two trainers following at a respectful distance, looking for an opening.

She passed a swimming pool, full of water pokemon playing with their trainers. She passed a dinner, with rich food being served to both humans and their battle partners alike. Each room she passed, more and more filed behind her.

Ava kept her cool. stopping at her door. The pack behind her abruptly halting. She swiped her key card.

"Umm excuse me Miss." A hopeful trainer outstretching a pad and pen towards her. Ava looked at the instruments of signature and then at the possessor to the squad behind him. She opened her door. "could we get your autograph" he asked quickly.

"No." shutting off all hope as she closed her suit door after her.

Leaning back against the door, all her energy spent. Her hand pressing against her forehead as she slid down the barrier to the floor. Closing her eyes, drinking in the silence. Letting her thoughts drift away.

A pokeball unhooking itself from her belt, rolling across the floor. Ava didn't even notice the red flash to lost in her overwhelming feelings She felt a slight pressure on her knee. Opening her eyes Ava saw Kadett had put a paw on her leg.

Ava reached out scratching behind Fenniken's ear. "Thank you."

Kadett, gave a slight nod, sitting back on her hunches as Ava gathered her determination standing back on her feet. Walking to the phone on the other side of the room. Picking the plastic up as she dialed. She waited patiently as the ringing went. Ava almost believed she might get out of this, but just as the last tone died, and the call was about to be dropped.

"Hello?"

"Hi...its Ava, is my mom around."

"She's in a battle right." A loud boom came over the phone, causing Ava to flinch holding the phone away a bit, before she was sure the sound wasn't going to reoccur. "Never mind she just finished. Hold a second."

After a brief pause, her mother's voice came over the system causing Ava to clutch the piece a little tighter. "You won."

"You watched it?" Ava asked surprised.

"I had the match playing over the scoreboard while battling contestants."

"Oh" Ava wasn't sure if she should be happy her mom took the time, to actually have the match in her view, or sad that her mother hadn't put the gym aside for just a minute. The fight hadn't been long. "Thanks for watching."

"Next time, have Beldum finish your opponent quicker."

Never a conversation without criticism. "quick fights are your style not mine." she wanted to retort but instead replied. "I'll get it done."

"Getting it done, isn't the issue. The issue is how you get it done. You allowed people to believe that they have a chance against you. You were soft. That hope you played with, will come back to bite you. Now there's another contestant. Don't play, next match."

Ava gritted her teeth. "Yes mother."

Click.

Slamming down the phone. Ava inhaled a deep breath as she gazed out into the night display of Goldenrod.

Growling behind her, made her turn pulling the curtain over the window. Missing the pokemon attacks a couple of blocks away.

Kadett's hair was on end, crouched in the middle of two purple circling sharpedo fins.

"Haunter" Ava's voice clearly hinting she wasn't in the mood.

" Haun Haun Haun." the two fins disapearing as the chuckling ghost pokemon, filtered through the floor boards.

Fenekin irritated, whipped her tail across his laughing face. Haunter stopping and giving Kadett a shocked look. Kadett walked off, hopping on the bed, circling once before laying down. Tail covering eyes.

"Your being here means Madam Rayal is all settled in."

Haunter turned his shock expression to Ava, lighting up in a smile to confirm.

"Good," Ava placing the two remaining pokeballs next to the phone, as she changed. "Another day, Another battle." Flicking off the lights.