(btw, I wrote RP flavor to Bluwii after I received my role. I considered I could use it when I roleclaimed, but that didn't end up happening.)
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Amy arrived to town late in the day, taking the last bus in. As a result, she happened not to pass by any of her fellow participants, tonight at least. Upon arriving, she used a phone to call her family; one of her mothers answered.
"Hey, Momma." Amy said. "I'm arrived safe. Though I'm not sure what's supposed to be happening here still. It looks pretty empty."
"Really? Are you able to get somewhere to spend the night at least?"
"Yeah. There was, um..." (a skeleton????) "...a person here who helped me bring my stuff in. He gave me my room information and told me where I could get food." When she said this, she glanced down at the items she had been given. She noticed she had a roommate, who was--Steven Stone. As in, that Steven Stone?
O.O
She was surprised enough that she momentarily lost track of what her mom was saying. "Oh, wait, worry." She shoved her room info into her pocket. "I got distracted for a bit. What were you saying?"
Her mom let out a worried breath. "You know how we wanted to get to you early tomorrow morning? We checked, but apparently there are issues. I'm not sure when it's possible for us come over."
Amy frowned. "Issues?" she echoed.
"Yes. We're not quite sure on the details, but we might be delayed quite a while. Boy, I'm relieved we can get a hold of each other, at least. We'll try to call, first thing tomorrow morning."
Amy nodded, not really thinking about how speaking on the telephone made that gesture useless. "I can try to get you when I wake up tomorrow."
"Can you also call once you're settled in your room?"
"Of course, Momma."
Amy hung up the phone, biting her lip. The issue with the rest of her family getting here overshadowed her possibly Hoenn Champion roommate. When she reached into her pocket, she wasn't even thinking about Steven Stone at all.
She noticed there was something in her pocket--a sheet of paper--that she didn't remember having before. She drew it out, but in the process something came to her. Something ... otherworldly.
She blinked rapidly, vision blurring as she tried to read. But, she didn't need to. She wasn't sure if this presence she was now feeling had just come, or if it had been waiting inside of her for years.
It didn't matter, though. The knowledge was concrete in her mind. She knew what she was, who she maybe always had been.
She went out to her room to write out a message.
(After she called her parents, of course. Her family was still her family, even if she was Amy the Alien now.)
