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Jezebel walks into the small cafe, looking around to see no one there. She takes a seat in the corner table. Taking a moment to gather her thoughts, she looks over at her recently hatched vulpix. "Looks like it's just us two now." the vulpix looks up with a cute smile. "Oh right you're a fire pokemon. Hmmm, how do you like the name cayenne?" the vulpix looks up with a few burst of embers. "Whoa, okay okay, let us not try and burn the place down." She said with a laugh.

Turning to the table, she see table like device and browsing the selections she orders a cup of black tea with a slice of orange.

Trishella Sparx walked the streets of Lumiose for the fiftieth time in the last week, trying to keep her eyes on the way things were running since Lysandre got put in he Prime Minister position. She didn't trust him due to his association with Team Flare in the past but for the moment nothing seemed out of place. There might have been a new law or two passed to keep the region looking as pristine as it had when the King had had the Royal Guard to enforce his own laws.

Regardless of what the crazy bird-haired man had done since he'd been placed in the newly established office, Trish had been attempting to find out where the king had fled the country to. Just escaping without some kind of punishment the way he'd been allowed to was not something she liked the concept of. For now, to help her calm down, she as returning to Snag-a-Cup for a cup of coffee. An Espresso would be fantastic at the moment.

Wandering into the automated cafe at last, she headed to a corner table and take down, quickly moving through the menu tablet until she found what she wanted. A single mug of espresso coffee with a single shot of half and half. She only knew she could get the cream added before it reached her because of the number of times she had made the same order. The young woman, Lavern, that was now managing the place had suggested it after her fortieth visit to the shop in a month.

"Hi Lavern." She'd greet with a small wave to the girl, who she could see taking care of something on the other side of the floor, once her order was made. Now she would simply sit calmly with her Fennekin, whom she released after greeting her acquaintance. The purple fox sat in her lap and spit embers at her playfully for a few moments before flopping her head onto the table and promptly beginning to snooze adorably. It was only now, lazily scratching at Idina's giant ears, that Trish truly looked at her surroundings and began to see the other people inside the cafe.

As Trish entered the cafe the Porygon that helped run the place immediately knew what she wanted, didn't even bother jumping into the computer to read the order and instead flew back into the kitchen and quickly returned with another metal tray containing her order, sitting it on the table. "Gon gon!" Beeped the digital Pokemon happily as it awaited the usually pat on the head from Trish. Sometimes Lavern wondered if that Porygon liked Trish more than her.

"Hey there Trish." Lavern said with a wave and a smile, turning her attention back to the red headed girl who had spoke in frustration and then got up so quickly that she didn't have a chance to get a word in. "Wait a minute!" She called out to the woman. "Where you going? You look like you could use a friend. I'm Lavern and that girl over there is my friend Trish. Why don't we all sit down and chat." She pleaded with the girl as she sat down in a chair at Trish's table, having already pulled another one over for Jezebel.

"Thanks Lavern." Trish said as she lifted the cup, taking a small sip before the redheaded girl with the snow white fox headed towards the door. She pat the Porygon on the head as well. "Wonderful, as usual, Porygon. You guys really know how to make a good cup of coffee." She praised, before taking another small drink.

When the other girl was stopped at the door, she took a closer look. "I wasn't going to pry but I thought you looked like you might need a friend, myself. Want to talk about it?" She didn't know what "it" might be but "it" was clearly bothering the girl. "Come on, Jez. Take a seat." She said as she moved her chair slightly around the table and patted the one beside her. "Bring her another tea, Lavern. I'll foot the bill for this one." She told the cafe's employee.

Taking notice of the Vulpix paying particular attention to her Fennekin, she smiled briefly. Not something she did much of lately. "It's quite alright. I'm familiar with the curiosity of babies." She admitted, recalling her years at the orphanage. There had been a few very young ones, not quite babies but not too much older than being called as such. "Cayenne? I like that. This is Idina." She added after a moment of thought.

Idina perked up at the mentioned of her name, looking around at the small gathering of females and spewed a few small sparks into the air. Not enough to be dangerous or in a threatening manner. "Alright, alright. I get it. You want to take a nap." Trish laughed, petting the little fox so she'd settle back down. Within a few seconds, she was asleep with her head on the table once more.

Jezebel sits there silent in thought, a moment later the Porygon brings a fresh cup of tea to the table. Noticing the cup in front of her, snaps her out of her thoughts. "Oh, thank you." Jezebel said with a small smile.

Taking a sip she looks up at the two ladies, "I'm sorry for my previous outburst. I'm sure you two have heard about the festival outside of the city, with all the gypsy groups. It's our annual ceremony to choose the next successor to our elder; She is the last Fire Channeler known to our groups. There has been rumors of others, that can channel other types, even a Grand Master, said to fight alone dragons." taking a breath she continues. "Oh, there i go again. Back to the point of what i was saying, the Elder had each of the children that have come to age, and showed potential of Fire Channeling where looked over, they each one by one choose an egg from a special selection. Well we each choose, but it was odd, i took longer than the others, reaching for each egg i felt emptiness, as if there was not a single pokemon. However when i came to Cayenne's egg, i felt a powerful force, i kept my balance, but it nearly knocked me over." Jezebel takes a moment to sip from her cup.

"After choosing the egg, i held it in my hands. The elder finished her ritual, by choosing, another person. Jacob. Jacob was his name, a boy with little care for patience, passion, and discipline. He only cares about he can get for the easiest path." Looking at the weather outside she turns back to her tea. "I understand i lack qualities as well, but i've spent my time with the elder, listening, helping, and having fun. I do not wish to, but i think my time in this region is done. I want to find a place that could train Cayenne and myself. Where we could do better for the world." Facial expression changes, "However i do not believe such a place exists. Who would want a 17 year old girl, who's only traits are music, and a passion for cooking."

Jezebel sits there finishing off the last bit of her tea. "I would like to say good bye, but with Jacob being selected, i doubt anyone will notice i'm gone."

Jezebel crosses her legs and arms, slowly bowing her head, "You know Trish, you seem to have a drive i have not seen since i tried to make a recipe for 1000 year Thai spice, However you are right about something. One should live without regrets. Excusing the brash nature that you have shown whether you wanted to or not, gives me an idea." Jezebel has a grinning smile toward Trish, "How would you like to join myself in going back to my camp, saying my goodbyes and introducing me to this, group you mentioned."

Taking a sip of her tea, Jezebel places the cup back down. Slowly walking up to Trish, Jezebel whispers in her ear. "That look on your face says you have some hidden regrets." walking back to the table, "I know one thing is for sure, you are correct." still standing Jezebel finishes the tea, and pays Lavern. "I've said it to my group make times growing up, recipes are only guidelines. You can do as you told, or use it as a foundation." Walking back to the door, passing Trish, "Oh and by the way. Grab my neck like that again; And you will have to find a chansey for that arm of yours again. Cheers." she said winking at her. Continuing out the door she calls back, "Time to go Cayenne. Thank you again Lavern."

"You going to follow her?" Lavern asked Trish, watching Jezebel walk out of the cafe. "She seems to have a little...spice." The woman said with a laugh, making a joke that she personally thought was hilarious. "Might be a good addition to the team, though you would have to be the judge of that."