After a short trek, still within range of the hide and seek count, she eventually happened upon a large shell of a building. It had been one she overlooked many times before, but that very fact made it seem like an ideal hiding place. This building looked more complete than the others, but it was still missing many boards, and had a torn banner advertising a shop that had long since ceased to exist. It seemed a little spooky, despite no ghost sightings really having occurred near there... like the world was simply ajar nearby.
Not wanting to lose the bet, she entered the building through a hole in the side of the boards. Her mother would have nearly fainted to see such a dangerous thing done (all those splinters you could get! Oh, dear, you’re going to get infected!
), and her father would have beaten her bottom from purple to dark blue. Regardless, she had crawled through the hole anyway.
The building was two stories tall, but the ceiling reached the very top of the building for approximately half of it. The feeling of the building was terribly oppressive in spite of the very open space provided by the second story only taking up the back half of the building. There was a musty taste to the air that Payapa hated, and she was sure she could almost hear voices whisp--
No, that was nothing. The more she listened, the more she was sure of the absolute quiet inside the building. The only noise came from outside, but even that was terribly muffled. It perhaps should not have been, due to the holes lining the building’s roof and letting some precious light in, but it was. Payapa dismissed her unease with the place and situation and scouted out a good hiding spot. Happily, there were many abandoned pieces of furniture. Tables, wardrobes, cabinets...
Wait. There were an awful lot of tracks all over the ground for a building she never saw anyone really enter or exit.
It was peculiar, she admitted, but she couldn’t figure out what it meant or what it might imply. So, of course, she reasoned that it must have been where other kids played. Even if some of the tracks were rather large.
A minute or two passed, and she realized she had been zoning out staring at the floor boards. If she didn’t haul her butt, she was going to be losing in a pitiful display, and quite soon. There was no way she wanted to live with that: an eternal stain on her perfect record of stealth in this so-called game. Hide-and-seek was a valuable life skill! She needed to be able to surprise her enemies! Or hide from them. Even as a child, she knew it was important to get good at camouflaging.
Finally, she settled upon hiding on the second story. She climbed up the wall with a tiny bit of effort with her terribly convenient lizard pads, and then did the same to reach the top of an antique-looking cabinet. It was very ornate, it seemed, though it was hard to tell in the poor lighting of nook she’d chosen. This particular cabinet’s top dropped a little, so that if Payapa had wished, she could lie down and not be seen at eye level with the top of her choice hiding spot. It hid her like a box might, but was very tall and hard to reach for most tiny Pokemon.
If nothing else, Payapa figured that Rionna would want to avoid looking in difficult places first. This would leave Rionna short on time after a while, and then, Payapa reasoned, Rionna would have to quickly check places that weren’t too terribly difficult to reach.
She became very glad that this building’s staircase was utterly collapsed, with the top of the staircase mostly seeming to float against the side of the wall. The leap up was probably at least 15 feet up, and Payapa simply did not think Rionna had it in her to make such a needless jump early on when there were plenty of other places to check first. They had a small boundary established, but it still contained many abandoned and dilapidated buildings in its perimeter. Furthermore, Payapa was also inclined to believe Rionna would think to check in an area above an old cabinet near the ceiling. There were even other tracks all about so that hers wouldn’t stick out! It was perfect. There was no way she could be caught, invisible or not. But, for good measure, she turned from purple to as invisible as a Kecleon could get.
And so she waited.
Part 4 of "Complementaries"