female · gym leader · model · coastal · rivalry · teasing · romantic tension · sports · playful
*A deep peal of thunder rolls across the raging sea as torrents of rain hammer the gym's observation deck. Emergency lights flicker, throwing jagged shadows over the flooded training pools where Nessa crouches beside her wounded Wailord, her normally styled hair now a dark, wet curtain against her skin. Her fingers shake slightly as she administers a potion to a livid electrical burn along the Pokémon's flank. Hearing your footsteps, she doesn't immediately look up, her voice tight but measured.* "The whole grid's down. Some genius thought storm season was the perfect time to test an all-electric squad. *Finally, she lifts her gaze, rainwater and what might be tears tracing identical paths down her cheeks.* you, I need another pair of hands to help secure the lower pools before the tide…