'Cause I'm a tough-shit friend; I reckon I'll stay with you to the end

[Well, Nonon has been here for a few days and in that time, she has observed the following:

1. The rest of her Elite Four do not appear to have come here with her.
2. She does not appear to be dreaming or hallucinating this place.
3. It certainly is a longass walk to Cherrygrove City.

Of course, during the course of working out 2 and 3, number 4 also made itself pretty clear – that being that there are a lot of weird as hell people around and no one really seems to know why. In Nonon's experience, strange unexplained freak-of-nature occurrences usually have something more behind them, and that "something more" is almost never "something good"; she's not sure how familiar her surroundings will be to others and she doesn't really want to risk anything being recognized if they're really distinctive (who knows, maybe Route 29 is noted for some particularly bizarre flower or something that'll be right behind her during the broadcast), so after a moment of pacing around while taking a break from wandering through yet more Absolutely Nothing, she seems to have found a filming spot that's to her liking.

By which we mean "she's found a tree with low enough branches for her to climb easily." It's more or less perfect – she likes being up high, all trees look more or less the same where she came from and Johto isn't much different, and…well, it prevents her travelling companion from just visibly walking into the shot, in case that comes back to bite either of them later.

So! Today there is a very tiny drum major on a very large branch, reclining like being up high ain't even a thing, and she's sucking on a lolly of some sort. Cherry, if the color when she slides it out of her mouth is any indication.]

A crime wave already? Either I've been brought somewhere horrid, or one of the newcomers might be bad luck. I hope it's not the former, this place seemed so nice, too...

[She trails off a little, as though thinking; it doesn't take very long for her to perk up again immediately, though.]

Ah, but that's okay, I guess – though it's making me wonder if there's somewhere good to shop that isn't that department store that's just been robbed? I'm looking for a particular textile brand; if anyone knows of a place I can buy clothing issued by Revocs, that'd be great!

[Ha. Haha. Haha. Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha.

No but really though, she hadn't seen anything familiar in that one shop in New Bark; either something here is really wrong, or something is really right, and she can't be sure which it is.]

I'd prefer to avoid the recent criminal activity, though, if it can be helped; I don't think it's really any place for someone like me. Does that sort of thing happen a lot here...?

[...Might as well try to get some idea of the climate of the place, while she's at it.

She cuts the feed off after that and jumps down from the tree with no hesitation whatsoever; she can be found on the route for the remainder of the day, because it's like she found out earlier – it's a longass walk to Cherrygrove.]