04\02\2013 - Tasha Lucenda - Tommo - Anya Gumm

A girl ran up to Anya holding a piece of paper. "Anya! Look, there's a new bounty," she called, running to her and handing her the paper containing the details of the criminal. "1000 pokedollars for the capture is sure a lot of money!"

"I'm not positive I know you," Anya admitted, "but it does seem interesting. Puke and I have been feeling a bit bored recently just sitting around. 1000 Pokedollars does seem excessive, though. This must be pretty serious." Anya studied the girl before her. "Is there something you're not telling me? Just how dangerous is this bounty?"

"It could get dangerous," the girl said to Anya. "Supposedly she has a gun and strong pokemon."

Anya narrowed her eyes. "A gun," she repeated. Anya wasn't sure whether or not to trust the woman. She could very well be just a random gossip who is spreading the word, but on the other hand she couldn't let her walls down that easily. Anya decided not to take the chances of revealing any decisions she would make to this girl. "Interesting," Anya scanned the paper the girl had given her, "may I keep this please?"

"Sure, I don't see why not," the girl said to Anya, walking away and letting her keep the paper. Meanwhile, Tasha was watching.

Anya smiled and nodded, watching the girl walk away. She looked down at the paper and read it in a barely audible voice to herself. And then all at once Anya whipped her flag from around her shoulders and tied it around her waist. The american flag was now wrapped around her waste so that it fell down like a long skirt to her ankles, covering her left leg and leaving the right exposed. She was wearing high-wasted denim shorts underneath and a simple white tank top that left her stomach showing. She bit her lip as she scanned the area. "Alright. Wherever she is," Anya's eyes still darted around the town square, "Tasha. Right, I'll find you." As soon as the words left her lips she felt an odd sense somebody was watching her and it hung in the air. She knew something was going to happen.

Tasha watched, laughing a bit to herself before firing a bullet at the girl that had been walking from Anya. The girl collapsed after it hit, everyone getting into panick, allowing Tasha to easily start walking away and escape.

Anya stared blankly at the woman who had fallen, even through the commotion. She let out her Squirtle from it's pokeball, who looked up at her and nodded. Puke had already noticed Anya was in her 'battle mode.' A short, or long, period of time where Anya doesn't blink. Doesn't miss a heart beat. Anya shifted her foot, let out a sigh, and slowly began to dodge and dart through the screaming pedestrians. She noticed a certain figure walking a bit faster than the others. Not running. Not jogging. Walking. Speed walking. Puke was following Anya all the while and quickly realized- "That's our girl," Anya finished Puke's thought. When she finally got a clearing, Anya, who isn't much of a runner, decided to walk as fast as she could at Tasha. She also didn't really want to stun her and have her running.

Tasha noticed Anya following her after they were from the crowd. "I can hear you walking idiot," she said, starting to dash quickly.

"Dammit," Anya retorted, "Puke, you're faster than me. Try and get ahead of her and sway her out of all these people. If we're gonna battle her I don't want to do it where more unecessary injuries could occur." Anya sighed before Puke took off. She pulled another miniature pokeball from her pocket and expanded it once it was in her hands. She looked tentatively down at the newly obtained pokemon and wondered if this would be the right time to use it. 'Let's wait a minute,' she decided in her thoughts. Instead she watched Puke start to make his move.

Tasha continued to run until she was in a small group of people, out of eyesight for Anya or her pokemon. She blended, slowing to a regular walk like most of the people were now doing, keeping her head turned to where it was hard to see her face.

Anya got slightly irritated with her sudden disapperance. She gripped the pokeball in her hands tight before letting in drop, out popping her new litwick. It smiled at Anya and she smiled back, but her face quickly grew stern. "I'm pretty sure you can detect souls and shit," Anya mumbled half-heartedly, "I need you to seperate the good souls from the bad ones, and quick, with a Psychic." Anya hoped the Litwick would do what she wanted, and he did. The Litwick turned to the crowd of people and closed his eyes for a fraction of a second, before opening them, a new bright blue revealed. The crowd began to glow blue like his eyes before people began to scream and panic more as they are pushed aside and shoved by the psychic to the outskirts of the town. Anya smiled when she stared down Tasha trying to make her escape. It was only Anya and Tasha now.

Tasha didn't seem to care that a pokemon was watching her. She just kept walking, and she made sure that she broke into a run when she noticed she was glowing a slight red, and everyone else was glowing differently.