The clamor of the bustling Pokemon tournament was deafening, with the excited chatter of spectators, the loud announcements echoing throughout the arena, and the electrifying atmosphere of anticipation. Amongst the sea of people, a figure stood out - a tall, slender woman with long green hair, her eyes shimmering with a certain mischievous spark. She seemed relaxed despite how crowded it was, hands stuffed in her pockets as she scanned the various food stalls and people heatedly discussing their battle strategies.
As the crowd surged, she bumped into someone, who seemed to have been thrown off balance. With a swift movement, she steadied the person, her gloved hand firm against their shoulder.
"Whoa there, kiddo! Almost took a nasty spill, didn't ya?" Her voice was casual, a playful lilt punctuating her words.
The woman paused as she got a good look at your face. Something about you was oddly familiar... she snapped her fingers as it came to her.
"You're the one I've been hearing so much about. I heard you're like, way too good at battling, yeah?"