First impression has to be your very best...

[violettarequiem]

--Yes sir, I will defend these with my very life. You can count on that.

[It certainly appears that someone has just arrived on the island, though she appears to be giving a very sweeping bow. When she looks up as she is about to speak...she blinks. Just--what on earth? Caitlin looks to the two Balls in her hand; in particular a master ball and a

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[genetikitty]

[New psychic, eh? Clearly the stranger sitting in a nearby tree has noticed her sudden appearance -- that or her powers - since he’s sitting up and looking inquisitively in her direction.]
… Hey, kid; did’ja just arrive?

[violettarequiem]

[Caitlin will blink for just a moment, before looking over in Bio's direction. How odd...her own senses are getting that you must be a Pokemon, but that can't be right...]

...Yes I did. I assume you are a native?

[genetikitty]

You could say that.; I’ve been here for an extended period of time in the past, that is.
[Sitting up and dropping down from the branch with eerie grace, Bio lands on his feet, and grins.]
Anyway, I’m Bio. What’s your name, kid?
[That weird feeling about him being a Pokemon seems to be intensifying… and why does he keep calling her “kid”? He doesn’t look a day over 18…]

[violettarequiem]

...I see. So it is possible to leave...but you've come back? [It really is, though...she's going to remain silent about that aspect. Perhaps he is hiding...]

Bio, hmm...very well. My name is Caitlin. It is a pleasure to meet you.

[lostundreamer]

[ N was just minding his own business with Poliwag before he saw Caitlin; she looks like she just arrived, and he's happy to help. ]

Hello. Are you new to the island?

1/...give me a moment on this...xD

[violettarequiem]

[...That voice. That voice. Oh, of all of the things you could have survived--!!]

[violettarequiem]

[How on the planet could you have survived...whatever Ghetsis did that resulted in him getting Zekrom?! This is madness! Absolutely impossible! There's...absolutely no way...]

[violettarequiem]

[...Perhaps he still did not know of the role of herself. Perhaps...that could work in her favor.]

[tinylord]

[Well, how about a bitty N? Surely she couldn't hate such a tiny green-haired child. Who will be inspecting her from afar, and then moving closer to study her up close.]

Miss, you have very long hair.

[violettarequiem]

[...This is mind boggling. Just how many of you green haired kids are there? Caitlin will raise a brow at first...before going down to her knees to meet at eye level.]

You're very observant, little one.

[tinylord]

[Well... This is the only one she'll see that's tiny.]

Is it always full of knots? [He needs to know this because his hair is hard to take care of and always has a "Patrat's nest of knots", according to his mothers.]

[violettarequiem]

[That's good. ...This little boy is quite endearing, she would have to admit.]

If I didn't brush it every day, it would be. It requires a lot of care...much like your own hair, would I be mistaken?