"Get ready Leafeon we are going to be lopping off some heads today" Color light whispered, a smirk curling at the edges of her plump lips. She looked out towards the conclaves, her hand twitching for some action. With all the useless talk that the ebony-haired trainer was forced to endure, fighting was the one thing that she can look forward to. That, and spilling a little Church blood as well. Color giggled, delighted by the idea of a bloody massacre that followed her footsteps.
However, as she dwelled on her own thoughts, she trained her unseen gaze towards Aruma, catching bits and pieces of her formulated plan. It was clever, intelligent, and well-thought out. The fact that she even had an old map of the old city took Color aback. She hadn't seen one of those kind of maps since she left home. Her mama and papa carried one themselves when they were running the farm of Tauros, Miltank, and various grass-types to help out with the growing of their food. Riding from place to place was always important, especially since the family gained profit from selling their produce. Color sighed softly at the slight thought of her family. She didn't want to think about them right now. It was all about her and her Leafeon right now. This is why she left home. This is why she wandered the streets aimlessly,scavaging for food and killing other trainers for blood money, so she could find a place to sleep at night. It was to better the lives for everyone, especially her family. Her mama, papa, and seven other brothers.
"Brothers.." Color scoffed at the word. She hadn't seen any of them, especially Maximillian. He always had it easy. Money, Power, sharp intellect, a beautiful partner to battle and train with. She could already feel his words seep into her ear.
"A lady is suppose to know when to settle down."
"A lady is not suppose to run around in the dirt, and perform tricks. You are better than that baby sister."
"Isn't it time for you to settle down? You know nineteen is when potential husbands are looking for wives."
"Give it up baby sister. You weren't meant for battling. You meant for the life of a elegant princess. To be seen not heard. To spoil and have others serve you to your every whim, while your husband sits back and does all of the work. To have Pokemon as pets, not as battle partners."
"Feh, well look at me now. I've got yer lady." Color growled under her breath, while her Leafeon wriggled out of her arms and padded her trainers legs, before planting herself on top of the trainer's mary-janes. She looked back to Aruma, focusing back on her game plan and the task at hand.
"At this point since you are the only one that has a map handy, for now, I say go along with your gameplan. I'm not up for all that sneaking around and crap, but if I can at least take someone or something out, I'm all for it at this point" Color grunted, crossing her arms and looking out towards the entrances.
"Anyone disagree?"