"I'll certainly try the ATM," she replies with a cheerful giggle, "but I suspect my bank may not be networked with any local banks here at all. I will be deeply impressed if the local ATMs manage to withdraw money from my account."

"I think you'd be suprised by what some of the exotech here can do." 

There's a faint sly smile beneath the slightly intimidated shy. 

"Oooh." She grins widely. "That sounds fun. I'll have to try it."

Maya looks over at Sable and sighs a bit. "Voir. Gar."

<My love, did you forget that you bought the income perks?>, she asks over headmate-only telepathy.

She flushes, then giggles sheepishly. "Um. Apparently I forgot that I actually do have local currency. Oops."

She shakes her head at herself.

"I'm glad that you have that off your back, at least." 

She nods. "Well, thank you for all the advice, Iza. I suppose we'd best be on our way," she says with a smile.

They nod shyly. 

"Fair thee well." 

She's about to walk away, then pauses. "Oh. I really should have asked where the station was. Would you mind pointing us in the right direction, please?"

They shake off a moment of resettling. 

"Sure. Just follow the road upriver 'til you get to the street, and then there should be signs pointing the way from there." 

"Thanks!"

And with a last wave, they wander off upriver, following the road and looking for signs while they sight-see.

The walk is nice enough, given the sheets of rain pouring down steadily beneath the lights. The road meanders into sight close to a row of miscellaneous shops, as it arches up into the road, nicely made metal chairs sitting out in the rain along the path before it merges with the main street. You can see a large tram run by, a faint drizzle of water spilling out past the tires as it goes.

Sure enough, there's a plain blue sign with directions towards a museum and the station Iza mentioned. 

Maybe another six hundred meters away, past two crosswalks, is the station, all arching ceilings and dimly humming lights, basalt-black and cerulean blue shining beneath the darkness. 

Hailey watches everything, enjoying the feeling of rain sluicing down her feathers, then has a thought.

<Hey, Sable, I bet Maya and I count as having heritages you could copy now.>

<Ooh. Good idea.> And as they walk, she feels out the mental motion to try to copy a heritage. If she copies Maya, can she be psychic-type the way some humans are in the Pokéverse?

At that thought, there's a shift, a reaching out, and a glow of power, a glut of it running through her veins, a glow of green the color of her crests settling atop her head and an ominous breeze pushing against the ground as the pressure on her feet frows a little lighter. 

...You're also pretty sure you can lower someone's physical strength by looking poutily at them, for some reason. 

Annnnd there's another valid target right next to you, isn't there. 

<Okay, that was awesome. I think I got one of the status moves, too. I've got this sense of being able to drop physical strength by pouting at people the right way.>

And she immediately takes a moment to solidify mindspace a bit more and take some of the work of keeping the shared mental link going onto herself. No point in Maya doing all the work now that there are two psychics.

And then she points that same copy power at Hailey. Yoink.

This one feels a bit more subtle, your hair sliding out behind you, emerald lightning flowing through it and the droplets as the storm stills for a moment around you, then dissipates in a breath, waves of power rolling through your muscles as the power of rebirth runs through you. 

Wow.

<....I may have just become immortal? We'll have to poke at that safely at some point.>

She holds out her hand and hums, sending a flurry of emerald sparks dancing between her fingers, savoring the feeling. Then she reaches into her bag and pulls out a little fidget spinner, holding it in her palm. She tries to gently levitate it off her hand as she walks, and if that works set it to spinning slowly.

It's a little awkward, but there's enough raw power that you can kind of just... force it, somehow, rings of lightning dancing around the perimeter of your hand. Spinning it without leaning on moving your hand is... very tricky, if possible, though you can get it to float and spin it with your other hand relatively easily. 

Frankly, it's a little harder since there's a bit of instinct from what you've gotten from Maya to just telekinetically control it, or to use a different aspect of the same power to twist the wind in your hand.

This is so cool! Holy shit! She's psychic and has lightning elemental powers! Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

Neo and Ruby give Sable a mental glomp, snuggling her tightly in mindspace, just as excited. They're going to meet superheroes and learn magic and be dashing women of adventure!

Hailey nuzzles against the side of Sable's head, delighted.

And Maya squeezes her hand with a fond smile.

And that's when they reach the station.

Now let's see, where are those transit maps, and where can she find transit passes? And what about an ATM?

Past the vaulted doors, the room opens, the gentle blue light spilling along the floor giving it a bit of an aquatic glow. A black ticker slides along the far wall showing the scheduled rides, and a stand of convenience store snack stands to her left, with racks of leaflets including one with the transit map sitting in place. 

There's a staircase down below for a metro, and a sign pointing towards the right directing you to the Dragon Line train. 

There doesn't seem to be an ATM here.