When his little sister told him that her friend in Gateon Port had had her Pokemon stolen, heād had to excuse himself for a moment. The sensation of wrongness was too strong to ignore, made him break out in a cold sweat as his stomach dropped out from under him.Ā
They were back. They were never supposed to be back. But heād been warned, hadnāt he? To always watch? He thought he had been. Apparently he hadnāt been watching close enough.
After emerging from the bathroom, hoping it wasnāt obvious heād been dry heaving in there, Michael got the details of the situation and reassured Jovi and her friend that he would get her Pichu back. He got in touch with ONBS immediately after, and within several days they had an informant for him to meet with. He was restless; four days was too long to wait. Who knows what might have happened in that time.Ā
Michael was to meet with the man at Outskirt Stand. He would be purchasing a dozen Quick Balls; that was how Michael was to identify him.Ā
Heād been waiting there for nearly two hours, watching the bar with all the focus he could manage, when some guy walked in and placed the order Michael was looking for.Ā
Within moments and without preamble, he was at the manās side, saying,Ā āTell me where they are.ā He didnāt have time to waste. He was wearing his Aura Reader and his Snag Machine, ready to raid one of the Cipher resurgenceās bases of operation. As soon as he knew where he was headed, heād be out of there and on his way.Ā
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From a darkened corner in the Championās chamber, Lance found himself observing the scene with disbelief and sympathy. It was such an unbelievable day. First, one of the wonder duo that made the headlines, Green Oak managed to make it all the way to him. The battle was fierce and intense, which ended in his defeat. Lance thought that he was watching the rise of a new Champion until Red entered the picture. He found himself decimated for the second time that day and could only watch as two kids duke it out like their lives depended on it.
In the end, it was Redās win. Lance was a bit annoyed that Professor Oak simply barged in here but that feeling quickly changed into anger when he completely ignored his grandson in favor of Red. As the pair disappeared into the Hall of Fame, the redhead became a witness to Greenās breakdown. The kid put on a valiant effort to look like he wasnāt affected but as soon as he thought he was alone, he simply fell to his knees and cry.
It was then that Lance realized no matter how talented of a Trainer Green was, he was still an eleven year old. Achieving the top, only to be knock down not even an hour later... even for him, that would have been a harsh blow. The Elite bit his bottom lip, his eyes shining with uncertainty. He could just leave and pretended he never saw anything to avoid any more blows to his pride but... it wasnāt in him to leave a crying child.
So, Lance slowly emerged from the shadows, quietly making his way to the sobbing kid. He bent down in front of him, waiting until he looked up at him with tear filled eyes before he placed a hand on his shoulder.Ā āI... donāt know what to say, really but... if you just want to vent or some--ā His words were abruptly cut off when Lance suddenly had his arms full with a sobbing Green. He was tense at the sudden contact, not knowing what do initially.
But then he felt the muffled sobs against his chest, the way his arms shook as he clung to his shirt, the hair that tickled his chin. Suddenly, he was aware of just how small Green was. Confident, so sure of himself... all of those were gone in favor of pure grief at his defeat.Ā
With a small sigh, he slowly eased his arms down his back, pulling the kid into a proper hug. Lance didnāt say anything, simply letting him cry his little heart out. He didnāt know how long he sat there until finally, the sobs slowed down till it was nothing more than sniffles and hiccups. When he felt that Green was done, he slowly detached himself from the vice grip, looking down at the blotched face. Green looked so lost, like he was seeking some sort of stability in these troubling waters...
āLook...ā Lance began, sounding as awkward as he looked.Ā āIf you... if you want to just talk, I can... give you my number. I donāt know if I can give you much advice but...ā he trailed off into a little shrug. He wasnāt used to dealing with kids like this but he couldnāt leave Green alone. In a way, he reminded him of a time long ago where he wanted some sort of adult he could go to and talk about his worries.Ā
In any case, Lance wonāt go back on his word. Green could call him if he wanted to vent or anything else. He didnāt realize that this simple gesture would change the dynamics of their relationship permanently.Ā
She was standing at the edge of Gateon Port, up the steps which led into the rest of the region and its vast desert. Where people parked their vehicles was nearby. She had a sign, cardboard and marker, which simply saidĀ āPYRITE??ā in block lettering.Ā
It wasnāt uncommon for Clara to hitchhike to get places when outside the city. Maybe people who hadnāt tried it didnāt know this, but a surprising amount of Orreās residents were ready and willing to give someone in need a lift, if they were heading the same way. Sheād yet to have any bad luck, and for that, she was grateful. It wasnāt the safest thing for a teenage girl to do alone, she knew that. But it wasnāt like any taxi service existed, and she could never have afforded a motorbike of her own, even if she figured out how to drive one.Ā
It usually took between a half hour and an hour for someone to pick her up. This time, however, it was taking longer. Probably because of her suitcase. Clara didnāt usually travel with luggage, after all, and many peopleās rides simply couldnāt accommodate the extra space required for baggage.Ā
Two hours had gone by. If she wasnāt used to standing long periods for performance, her legs might have been trembling by now. Espi had gotten restless, coming out of her Pokeball to play around, and Oracle had followed suit to keep an eye on her. The three of them must have made quite a sight--a girl trying to get home, an Espeon weaving between her legs while levitating whatever caught her eye, and a Lucario putting those things back on the ground where they belonged.Ā
In all honesty, the blonde was a little confused. The way everyone had ever talked about this Orre region, it was this expansive and open place with lots to explore. And she was all over that! But when she landed, Pyrite Town was itā¦she was instantly very uneasy. Something about this place just didnāt feel right. But she wanted to stick it out and prove that she could totally do stuff on her own without supervision, because that was always a good idea.
Alaranaās heels clicked along the pathway toward some giant building, what the locals kept calling a Colosseum. So she had to go check it out, because it looked super cool. She couldnāt battle, nor did she want to learn. She was totally happy with having her cute little baby Pokemon just like they were! They were lightweight and fun to snuggle!
Speaking of her adorable little Pokemon, Zuzu her Koffing was nestled in her arms. She loved the smell, and hummed happily to herself as she made her way toward the colosseum. It wasnāt until some strange dude approached her that she was a little more on edge. āHey there, want a cool Pokemon with a special move?ā
She swallowed hard, shaking her head. Taking a couple steps back, she replied. āā¦Ahaā¦like no thanks Iām happy with what I haveā¦ā
The man turned a bit sinister at her refusalā¦and she took a couple steps back, squeezing her Koffing. She didnāt like this at all. Suddenly, the man called forth a shark looking thingā¦and it looked so mean. She was trembling, hands gripping to her precious Zuzu for dear life. The man mumbled something, and it was charging her. God it was so fast and she couldnāt run fast enough. It had slammed into her, knocking her backwards, causing her to let out the loudest ear piercing scream sheād ever heard out of herself. It hurt, so bad, and she was crying. After a few moments of her crying, she could see it coming back. āSomebody, like please help me! AHHH!ā
She was out and about on the streets again today. Amelie would be waiting for her at the edge of Magenta Plaza in under an hour, but Jeanne was running woefully behind schedule. She would just use her own money, but rent had been due a handful of days ago and her next paycheck had yet to arrive. She needed to find someone with some cash on hand.
Now, what a curious looking fellow he was. That to-the-ground coat, that contraption on his arm...Jeanne wondered if it was expensive. She supposed it would be simple to ask, but where was the use in that? And today was a grocery day. She never missed a grocery day. If that thing was expensive, thereās no telling what his wallet might hold.
While normally far more selective in her targets, he would simply have to do for this evening. So she brushed past him, hand dipping into his coat pocket, and, having relieved him of his wallet and tucked it away into her purse, she continued on her way without faltering a single step. Jeanne had timed it so within a few paces there was an alley on her right, and she switched directions, heading off the main road.
Knowing the area as well as she did, Jeanne wasnāt paying particularly close attention to her surroundings. Her mind had already switched gears, thinking now of what exactly the young girl had said she needed more of last time. Hadnāt Amelie mentioned she had worn through her stockings as well? Then a new pair of those would be on the agenda today, too.Ā
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[ to Green - 3.20 PM ] gime 10 m tryin 2 get in witho ppl know
Send āāā for a DRUNK text.
[ to Green - 11.12 PM ] - attachment of Goomy and Dratini playing in his office-[ to Green - 11.14 PM ] thrye justs th cutrse. thref mitss u. i tine bits mtsss u
Send ā%ā for a CURIOUS text.
[ to Green - 4.02 PM ] Itās really quite fascinating how you could communicate not only through words but with symbols too[ to Green - 4.04 PM ] I believe theyāre called emoticons. Interesting really.
Send āćā for an EXCITED text.
[ to Green - 4.10 PM ] :D[ to Green - 4.11 PM ] I can see why people like using these. It does look like a smile[ to Green - 4.12 PM ] :)[ to Green - 4.13 PM ] It makes the message look less intimidating too[ to Green - 4.14 PM ] ;D
āI love bacon.Ā Who doesnāt love bacon?Ā Anyone whoās tried bacon and can have bacon should love bacon.Ā Itās my go to food, honestly.Ā Bacon cures sadness, even if itās kinda unhealthy but whatever.āĀ
