Act 1: The Professor of Pokemon
Was this what city people were like? Loud, materialistic, and with a dialect that was coarse and at times hard to follow? They couldn't have been from Pallet, she found it small and quaint, and the Professor very down to earth and humble. At least Penny had the decency to introduce herself to all parties, Rex only seemed interested in his purpose here and pay besides. Miko turned towards Penny and offered her a small, traditional bow, hands on her red pleated hakama, legs stiff, body bent at the waist.
"Pleased to meet you Penny, and you, Rex." She added after the bow was concluded. "I am Miko Yoshida, from Johto. The Professor asked that I wait for a new group of companions, the other didn't work out, I'm afraid." She added with a hint of melancholy, folding the sleeves of her kimono against each other across her front. Pale as she was, it made the embarrassment stand out all the more in the pink that bloomed across her cheeks. How could she have been so rude? Mother would be cross if she knew.
Fujo moved protectively in front of her Mistress' legs and watched the Deino warily, only vocalizing enough to communicate that Miko was hers and if the dragon left them alone, she would leave it alone.