Misty checks it out

"Sure." the gym leader answered, feeling the woman's hand grab hold. Thankfully, the actual journey to the place wasn't too far. It just felt odd to see a woman like this. What purpose did she have for covering every inch of her scan in black?

The mosque stuck out like a sore thumb among the much more contemporary buildings that made up Cerulean City proper. Towered over by damn near everything, the domed roof gave the place it's own unique look. Not that Misty really got an opportunity to actually look the place over, the woman pulling her through the side door.

Inside, large ornate rugs hung below part of the dome, colored glass shining light in all directions. Women dressed in hijab and other coverings were scattered about the room and knelt down.

"Is there anywhere in particular you wish to pray?" the woman continued and watched Misty scan the area about. While her first time in here, why did she feel at peace? It was as if a part of her she didn't even realize was missing had now returned to her and she was whole again. Her guide definitely noticed, but said nothing.

"Over there." Misty whispered and watched the woman nod. The pair made their way over to the picked area and carefully knelt down. While the gym leader didn't quite understand what her companion was saying, she did her best to match her tone and voice. Nowhere close, the thought counted.

Eventually, they caught glimpses of the other women getting up. Some of them were talking to each other, while others were already heading off to parts unknown.

"How do you feel?" the woman remarked and stood up. Helping Misty up, the gym leader couldn't help but smile. Definitely gotten far more out of this than she had thought. Digging into her 'cloak', out came a book. Handing it over to Misty, she watched the gym leader take it.

"Thank you."

With that, she headed out.