ashes float away [c]

Leah, like all dignified woman in the world, was waiting for the bus to take her the hell away from Rustboro and it's midget gym leader and all the pollution that she led. She was, unfortunately enough, sitting down on a public bench which god knows how many butts had touched before her own, and despite her general distaste of the whole thing, she found herself idly kicking her legs in amusement, and a wicked grin playing on her face.

Why? It was the thought of the whole party blowing up that amused her. Granted, she had not seen Cassandra's reaction to the arrival of the rangers and the police and aqua all at once, and as much as she'd been dying to, enjoying this in itself was enough. A few days later, the same building was on lockdown, and the rangers were squirming in and about, trying to find some evidence or whatever the hell. The sight brought a nostalgic sigh to her, one she did not expect.

As she waited for the bus, the sight of this very building across the street made her smile. But the smile softened, and she thought about it for a bit. Her red eyes flickered around, finally noticing a brown haired male next to her. It was a habit of hers not to really pick up on other humans around her, and the appearance of this male was strange. Had this person been here the whole time, sitting next to her? Slightly disgusting. But then again, if she was taking public transport, why not public conversation.

"Isn't it sad?" she asked, whimsically. "A brilliant organization reduced to only this."