[ It doesn’t take her more than a few minutes to realize that there’s something horribly wrong. No, it’s not the fact that she’s in a whole different place—the shock from that had already passed about half an hour ago after a little bit of walking around.
This was worse. A pokeball was missing from its spot. Her Butterfree, Kitty, didn't arrive with her.
Her breath stuck in her chest, she didn’t even take a moment to focus the static electricity that’s crackling around her due to nervousness. It can’t be, it can’t be possible!!! It’s impossible for her to have left her friend behind!
Dumping the belt pouch’s contents on the ground, she tries to look to see if maybe she had just put it there on accident ( which is ridiculous, she would never be so insensitive ), static electricity growing stronger with her increasing anxiety. And if that’s not enough, there’s a growing cloud above her, also unnoticed by her. After all, she’s too busy staring at her pouch as anxiety begins to turn into sadness—with her own personal rainstorm. ]
Kitty… Kitty, no. [ She sniffles, momentarily trying to move away from the rain before giving up in defeat. Somehow, this thing was attached to her and she really didn’t care because one of her friends is gone.
Tears well up in hazel eyes as she makes a useless attempt at holding her tears back (she’s not ten anymore!) but it’s no use. With her hands covering her face, she gives into her emotions and sobs for her missing friend. Maybe later she would regret it, considering how quickly the rain is soaking her. ]
I’m sorry! [ Not right now though, she’s too busy crying.
Should anyone find her, the fact that the actual weather outside of her perimeter only adds to the ridiculously depressing scene. ]
Re: Revision
This was worse. A pokeball was missing from its spot. Her Butterfree, Kitty, didn't arrive with her.
Her breath stuck in her chest, she didn’t even take a moment to focus the static electricity that’s crackling around her due to nervousness. It can’t be, it can’t be possible!!! It’s impossible for her to have left her friend behind!
Dumping the belt pouch’s contents on the ground, she tries to look to see if maybe she had just put it there on accident ( which is ridiculous, she would never be so insensitive ), static electricity growing stronger with her increasing anxiety. And if that’s not enough, there’s a growing cloud above her, also unnoticed by her. After all, she’s too busy staring at her pouch as anxiety begins to turn into sadness—with her own personal rainstorm. ]
Kitty… Kitty, no. [ She sniffles, momentarily trying to move away from the rain before giving up in defeat. Somehow, this thing was attached to her and she really didn’t care because one of her friends is gone.
Tears well up in hazel eyes as she makes a useless attempt at holding her tears back (she’s not ten anymore!) but it’s no use. With her hands covering her face, she gives into her emotions and sobs for her missing friend. Maybe later she would regret it, considering how quickly the rain is soaking her. ]
I’m sorry! [ Not right now though, she’s too busy crying.
Should anyone find her, the fact that the actual weather outside of her perimeter only adds to the ridiculously depressing scene. ]