Maha's new role

Maha shifted her veils ever so slightly.

For what had been quite a progressive city at one time, Cerulean City was now a shining example of the Islamic Faith. As it should be. Sandstone buildings mingled perfectly with cobblestone streets, all manners of Islamic imagery on full display. Most of which the result of the push her husband made for the sake of Cerulean's citizens - saving them from themselves and helping them embrace a better fate.

"Thankfully not much further..." the muslimah thought as she headed in the direction of her home. While her burqa ensured her modesty, it also limited her vision. Something her husband thought was cute. An opinion that Maha was inclined to agree with. Why someone would even disagree was absolutely beyond her comprehension. "Phew."

Stepping into the Cerulean City Gym, Maha calmed herself. Removing her burqa, she chose to keep her niqab on. Done up in orange, it was the perfect color for her. Aamir's favorite and by extension - her favorite color too.

Taking in the gym proper, she could make out light sandstone tiles interacting perfectly with the pale blue walls. Done up in such a way to accentuate the various pools and the pokemon within, it was a marvel of design.

In the distance, Maha could make out many strapping young men getting ready for their gym challenge. While a handful of young women were thrown in for good measure, the latter were likely to not make it past this point.

Dressed in modest swimwear appropriate for their gender, it soothed Maha's heart. Yet, her gaze snapped over to the side area door. Making quick time over, she didn't even look to see if anyone had noticed. Such actions were irrelevant in the grand scheme of things.

Inside, the niqabi took a moment to compose herself. Compared to everything she had seen on her short trip, the relative plainness of the quarters were quite welcoming. Especially now that her children had all found spouses to live with.

"Just about time for prayer." Maha thought, not needing to look far for her prayer mat. Getting into position, she did her prayer.

While this path certainly how she had initially expected things to be, it had all worked out in the end. While there was no doubt room for improvement, the niqabi was content with her life...