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( (Backdated Failure) )

[It's about seven a.m., early in the morning. This is actually considered sleeping in for Aya whichever way you look at it. She's used to rising early for the shop, but since coming to Johto she's been gradually losing that edge, rising earlier than seven only if travel warranted it.

Yuki is the one with the gear this time, playing around with it. From where he's resting outside of the tent you can see a clear view of his paws and the bed, which Aya is just finishing making up. There were housekeepers to do it but it was sort of a force of habit.

It also happens to pick up the tail end of what she's saying.]

--nineteen today, but I really don't feel any different. I guess that's pretty normal, huh?

[Who is she talking to? Saki, of course, the Sneasel. The dark feline Pokemon is sitting perfectly balanced on the foot of Aya's bed, out of the way of the bedspread as her trainer smooths it down.]

Snea, snea! Sneasel. ["Hey, I can totally relate! I don't feel a day over a month... Hey, mutt, what do you think you're doing with Aya's gear?"

Sneasel pointed long claws accusingly at the dual canine resting his head next to the gear.]

[Aya notices and looks surprised, then makes a face that clearly says "Ewww.".] Eh? Yuki! When did you get a hold of that? Gross, you got drool all over it! [She laughs helplessly and shuts off the gear as she retrieves it cautiously with the end of one long sleeve.]

[Sneasle isn't exactly in great shape, and it is indeed visible as Aya's carrying her in her arms while they hide as best as they can. There's tall grass and a ledge, a tree not far off. What a terrible time to arrive in Route! She had managed to find a place to get down low out of sight for the moment, but it was a long way to Cherrygrove and the bug Pokemon weren't exactly letting up. They were worse in the towns, but at least most of the towns have places to hide. New Bark is locked up tight.]

I don't understand what's going on! It was never this violent in the games, why are all these Pokemon attacking?

[She looks pretty shaken up. She's already fled and beaten a few off on her own after Sneasle was too weak to do anymore. Aya herself is a bit scratched up, and her hair is disheveled. Her clothes are dirty and look like she's had a narrow scrape with a poison sting attack. Someone was going to be seriously pissed when they see this feed.]

I'm on Route twenty-nine, can anyone help us? My Pokemon was badly hurt!

[Despite the fact she looks worse for wear Aya doesn't look terrified. Freaked out, sure, but there's definitely an edge in her eyes warding off the sheer panic that terror brings.] We just need to make it as far as Cherry--

[The gear is knocked out of her hand, there's a scream, the sounds of a scuffle, then a grunt, followed by the sight of a Spinarak smacking into a tree from the force of... something. What the camera didn't see was Aya knocking it over with her bag, but it does pick up on her recalling Sneasle into it's ball and then her hand snatching it up from the grass. Judging by the jostled view it looks like she's running again.] Worst dream ever! [And the feed is shut off.]