Nate's Personal Computer

“Great. Where was that idiot now?”

Hugh sighed he needed to see if the rumor was true, and he also needed a partner. Rosa had seemed to be busy, so he called up Nate. He briefly explained that there seemed to be a threat and that the name Plasma was mentioned.. so being one to stop Team Plasma at all costs he wasn’t gonna tread lightly on this one. He needed backup.

He was standing by the Pokemon Center, when something caught his eye..It was a dark, and cloaked figure, seemed like it was up to something.. good enough for him. He tailed the figure, hoping that Nate would get there soon…

"...What do you want? You're kidding." 

Don’t worry, no word of this is leaving my lips. Though it was amusing. [She giggled.]

I’m doing well though! I’ve been busy the past few days, but I was able to catch a break today. I wanted to check on Marlon, but he’s probably already half way across the ocean by now. It’s nice that I caught you though! It’s been months, huh? [She looks over at Nate’s Carracoasta. She waves and gives the large turtle and gentle pat.]

I didn’t expect it to get this warm today. Though I should’ve rethought my whole attire coming here anyway. [She shrugs though.] Have to look my best either way. Even on break I’m crowed with fans.

[She walks ahead of him towards the Pokemon Center, gesturing him to follow.]

"Marlon?", he questioned. "Why would you want to see him of all people?" Nate scratched the top of his head, disturbing his hair and giving it a little thought. He couldn't see any relation between the to Leaders except for the fact that Marlon would lose in a heartbeat against Elesa in the heat of battle.

His Carracosta did not hesitate to smile at Elesa before waddling to Nate's side to reunite with him. "Yeah... Months..." Staring at Carracosta, he didn't even believe how much time has passed since his adventure.

Looking up, Elesa was already on her way to the Pokemon Center, urging Nate to come with. He felt horrible for being so absorbed into his own thoughts. Carracosta became concerned when Nate didn't break his eye contact with it. "Catch up...? Oh yes! Perfect!" He dashed to make the distance between Elesa and himself shorter after returning his Pokemon to its rightful Pokeball. "Wait up!"

She reached her to visit with Marlon, but of course who knows where that tanned merman has gone. He’s always swimming off without a word to anyone where he had went. She huffed and placed her hands on her hips, taking her heels off again so she can make it through the sand. Should’ve thought about a change of shoes before coming here.

She put them back on once she walked onto the wooden floorboards on her way to the PokeCenter. Her heels clacked against them, along with the smal creek. When she heard more creaks, she thought if that was hear making all the commotion, but she realized it was just the boy in front of her.]

Nate? [She arched a brow, having one hand on her hip now.]

[Yup. She recognized that big bush of fluffy hair anywhere.Was he always this childish? She didn’t think it was that long since she’s seen him. Though she was sure she remembered him looking more mature than this.]

That voice. Could it really be his old opponent Elesa? Given the current weather and her, erm, choice of clothing, Nate simply had to turn around to see if it really was the fashionable Electric-Type Gym Leader.

"Gah! Uh, hey, Elesa! This isn't what it looks like, haha!" 

He put a hand on his neck and scratched it nervously, looking at Carracosta for an excuse. From behind Elesa, his Pokemon only lifted its fins and shrugged, offering no advice to Nate. Out of all people he could have expected to be there to witness his, uh, "activity", a respectable Gym Leader was not one of them.

"S-So how are you doing these days, huh? You don't look very busy. Isn't that jacket a little too warm for this weather? I was going to the Pokemon Center for an extra towel! You look p-positively radiant as always!" 

Those rapid changes in topic were Nate's last attempts at grasping for conversation. From then on he chuckled quietly to himself whilst avoiding awkward eye contact.