The one who tries to stay positive (Semi-Hiatus)

These definitely aren’t Pokemon he remembers Touya having. He watches as they return to the man, one eyebrow raised slightly. Maybe he’d gone out and caught new Pokemon to try distance himself from trauma?

“Ah, laws are laws, I suppose. Interpol’s base in Eterna is a little too close to here, I’d say. Wouldn’t risk the trouble you could get into.” that Purrloin is definitely new. Unevolved, but veryfriendly. Cat-like Pokemon always do seem to work well as a therapy pet. “New Pokemon, I assume?”

His expression changes quickly when the response seems confused. Is this not Touya? “Touya Black?” he puts a hand up to his chin. “I’m assuming you’re not Touya, then. My apologies. My name is Lucas Diamond.”

He knew damn well what Inter Pol was, and he didn’t feel like causing trouble. While he was pretty sure he wouldn’t get in huge trouble, considering the worst either of his pokemon did was pick flowers, it wasn’t worth the hassle at the moment. “Nicci, I need you to return for now, okay? I’ll let you back out tonight.”  Nicci whined, clearly throwing a fit, before allowing himself to be returned. Nora hopped onto White’s shoulder and then into his hood, refusing the idea of being in her pokeball.

Nova just glared at Lucas for even suggesting he not be with his trainer, and coiled up around White just a bit more. 

There’s a quiet snort of laughter from Hugh. Yeah, this guy’s definitely like Axel. Almost so much, he wonders where the similarities might end. The seemingly endless knowledge on Sinnohan Legends? The excitement when it comes to topics they enjoy?

“Mostly came here ‘cause I knew this place was linked to a Legend, n’ I didn’t wanna go up to Giant Chasm again.” seeing most of the Unovan Legendary Pokemon? That’s definitely a feat– Hugh’s only seen Kyurem, Reshiram and Genesect, and the latter two are only because his friends own them. “Well travelled, then? Maybe you’re th’ best person for me t’ talk to about this.”

“M’name’s Hugh. I’m lookin’ for a Legendary because it’s been followin’ a friend of mine.”

“A change of lighting can really make the difference. Perhaps the gentle night breeze as well.” She hummed in thought for a bit, before noticing the little Purrloin with a tiny gasp of excitement. “My, and who is this? What a darling!” All of her calm, collected behavior dissipated into glee in mere moments. The little one brought back memories of when her Liepard, Lila, was still the tiny little kitten from years ago, and thus, outside of their more deceptive behavior, she had developed a soft spot for them.

Even the Umbreon had become a bit more relaxed, seeing his trainer having her moment. It was rare that she got to enjoy herself like this, acting more like the young woman she was instead of someone burdened with responsibility and pressure. He was thankful for these things, as they brought back a little bit of life back in her eyes.

“Mhm.” White agreed with the sentiment entirely. Night was great. It could be a lot worse when you couldn’t sleep.  The second any attention was paid to her, Nora meowed and preened a little. She liked being paid attention. Yes, she’s cute, and she knows it. White was startled a little by the sudden change in her demeanour, but it wasn’t so bad. Pokemon had that affect on people. “This is Nora! She was a gift from my, uh, father figure. His liepard had kittens.” 

It’s a quiet day for Lucas– his own doing. After weeks of going back and forth between Sandgem, Canalave and Celestic, picking up and synthesising information, occasionally stepping back in time to see things for himself, he thinks he probably deserves a break.

He knows Axel still hasn’t taken that initiative to take a break himself, so Lucas is out here to force him, somewhat. He knows if he brings some new plants back to grow in the lab, it might attract new Pokemon, and it’ll look better. Lucas knows Axel has a soft spot for growing berries in his off time.

Instead, however, when he enters Floaroma Meadows, it seems someone else is already here– and somewhat unaware of local laws. There’s a figure seemingly lounging in the grass, so that must be who it is. As he approaches, he tilts his head.

“Hey man, you know most Pokemon aren’t allowed outside of their Pokeballs unless they’re mobility aids, or therapy Pokemon.” Lucas glances up at the Pokemon he’s laying on– hold on, that’s a Serperior? Didn’t Touya have an Emboar? “Tou?”

White was a light sleeper, and it didn’t take much to wake him. Especially when he wasn’t expecting a person to be approaching him.

Well, he sure knows a lot about Sinnoh mythology. He’d probably get along super well with Axel and Lucas– maybe he should introduce them, when he finally catches this guy’s name.

“Th’ cave’s linked to Sinnoh. Legendary, I don’t know. Somethin’ Psychic type, so the…” Arceus, what did Axel call ‘em? “Lake Trio? Nate said somethin’ about seein’ em come outta here.”

Hugh’s used to people talking to him extensively about things– Axel does it a lot, and he does actually enjoy hearing about things he doesn’t know about, as little as he looks like it.

“Gut tells me it’s somethin’ from… here, I guess. But I’unno if ‘here’ is like… relatively speaking. I feel like it could be Unovan. What Unovan Legends d’you know?”

He still doesn’t know this guy’s name. “Shit, wait. What’s your name? Never caught it.”

“The lake trio?” White clapped his hands, pleased. “I guessed right then!” He let himself bask in the pleasure of making use of his usually useless knowledge before he managed to at least smother it a little. He was just... passionate about the subject. And he wanted to know more! 

“I know most of the Unovan legends, and have seen most of them at least once.” Hell, he was one’s trainer. Not that he exactly *advertised* the fact. “And I don’t think any of them were associated with this cave.”

Floaroma Town was beautiful, and though he had come here for league business, White was glad that he had taken the time to come visit this place. Nova was glad for the time out among the fields too, the grass snake soaking up the sun and the plant life around them. His other pokemon had scattered out into the field to explore, pairing up into the usual groups. Any visitors that came while he was there might find a Purrloin peeking out from underneath a particularly large flower, or a Cinccino weaving flowers into his scarf like the diva he is.

“There’s no noise competing for your attention, either. So you actually get to enjoy it.”