It was a gloomy evening, and Reiah sat outside the house in which all of the Team Skull members resided. Her Pokemon tried to comfort her, sensing their trainer was distressed. Her clothes were damp, her eyes dull and tired from crying, and her whole optimistic demeanor broken. She cut contact with everyone, not wanting to be attacked or cause harm on those who still stood by her. It had been around three months since Aether blamed her for the "incident". Three months of being attacked, threatened, looked down on, being pushed away.. three months since she's talked to anyone other than Team Skull. Three months.. of feeling like everything WAS her fault.