Alorah really didn't like the way this summer was starting to go. Skies that sometimes sprouted unsettling strange streaks, no sign of Jumpluff flocks -- or letters or phone calls from Johto -- and those awful, awful bugs! Things seemed to be getting worse, too. Enough so that when Alorah ventured out, she did so with a broom she'd "borrowed" from the janitor closet. Not much of a threat, by any means, but with those purple things getting more aggressive, it was probably a good idea to have more than Sleep Powder on her side.

It was supposed to just be a quick errand that took her to the city, but Alorah only got halfway before something more important came up. The sight of another person fending off the shadow-things on their own was enough to grab her attention, but this wasn't just anyone. If she paused to think about it, then she would have been sure that she was imagining things. He'd been gone for so long, after all, that there wasn't any reason to think he'd come back now, of all times.

But Alorah didn't pause to think for a second. Fairy Wind was not a very strong move in the least, and it was even weaker when she was in her human form, but she thrust out her hands, broom and all, unleashing a puff of glittering wind. Enough, at least, to clear a path to him.

"Inigo?" It was probably a little pointless to call out to him when her usual speaking voice was barely above a mumble, but what were the odds of running into each other like this?