{LUNA}CY [GALACTIC ATTACK!]

isabelle's barely back from patrol when all hell has decided to break lose.

siiigh.

she's not even sure whether she should b surprised or not; obviously nothing can go right with out her sitting idly and staring grass down. the ranger force is strangely and easily disrupted by a few galactics, and while it's sort of amusing, at this point in time it almost feels like a personal insult that things ever got this bad. as an elite, she supposes she needs to fix things, but there are too few elites in sinnoh.

without thinking, she brandishes three pokemon, all too eager to serve. kappa, first, with fangs bared and teeth ready. meiko, swaying her tail dangerously from side to side, wary. and finally elsa, with her tongue stuck out and a rather dazed look on her face. isabelle sighed. her type coverage was wonky at best, but she supposed it would have to work. she'd have to make it through.

seeing her dressed fully in her ranger uniform, complete with stylus and walkie talkie, made the galactics flock to her like moths drawn to a flame, and around her all the night descended into luncay.

"hello," came a voice. "let's dance."