Carissa felt herself up and down after being teleported. Legs? Check. Arms? Check. Head? Check. Feet? Check. She had never been manually teleported by a pokemon before, and was astonished by how it turned out. Teleporting requires either A.) The transfer of all cells in the human, their clothing, and any and all other components of the person from one place to another, reorganized perfectly in the order of which they were originally in, or B.) The destruction and reconstruction of the human or object in the the perfect order. How they manage to do it still boggles my mind. She snapped out of her thought, realizing her sudden body check was probably unusual and peculiar. She regained her cool and composed posture, crossing her arms and pushing one boot to the trunk of the tree, letting the bottom of it slide against the tree, feeling the rough surface and snow filling the creases. She stared coldly, no pun intended, at Fria as she explained their current situation with a disgustingly chipper attitude. We're about to seize a city and you act like we're little kids seeing a pokemon center for the first time.
She slowly moved along behind mostly everyone, digging her feet in and out of the deep snow as she trudged along. She gave a look of disgust upon seeing a sudden yellow patch of snow. She sidestepped, and saw as a little Piplup hurried deeper into the forest. Damn thing probably made that mess. Watch where you piss next time! Carissa shook her fist inside her head.
She looked up and stared blankly at the girl with the joyous little Jolteon. She quickened her pace to catch up to her. Upon getting what Carissa deemed close enough, she tapped the girl on the shoulder. "Are people always this joyous over trudging through snow, or...? My apologies, I guess I'm just a little upset that this terrain isn't convenient for Lila, my Milotic." Carissa stared down at the snow again. "My name is Carissa, by the way." Carissa pulled at the blue tear jewel attached to the silver chain around her neck, as if asking for guidance on how to approach the girl in a better manner, even though she had already ruined it in her own mind.