#hoeinhoenn

Metanoia - the journey of changing one’s mind, heart, self, or way of life.

 Alola finally got invited to the international league conference. It only took them nearly five years to finally recognize the region as such. Kiawe wished he had more of the captains with him, but Ilima and the new captain were fine. The others were terribly busy or had plans or in Acerola’s case, recovering. Lana had to help out with the fishing competition in Konikoni, which makes Mallow’s family restaurant an absolute nightmare. Sophocles had already scheduled a teaching event at the Observatory months in advanced. Acerola was recovering from an attack on her trial site. 

 Had the league gone the way it was planned, the four kahunas and seven captains would attend, yet Nanu refused the position and Molayne took over Hala’s spot a year later. Guess age is finally catching up to the old man- 

 Kiawe got along with Ilima and the newer captain- he didn’t know the new captain (it didn’t help that Poni was having issues with captains since Mina stepped down) well and Ilima got caught up in talking about battling with other gym leaders while at the party. Lana, Acerola, and him would have been pranking a few of the people there. Mallow would have taken over the kitchen if she found anything wrong with the food. Sophocles would have been - 

 Yeah, he misses his other friends. The trial captain let out a sigh. That Wallace guy was pretty cool - Apparently he was the previous champion before Steven. He told him about how to properly care for Lanturn’s needs and both gushed over the pictures Kiawe had on his phone of the blue Pokemon. 

 He found himself grabbing a drink he normally wouldn’t. Alcohol. It was legal here in Hoenn. Why not give it a taste? He had Ilima taste it with him and both boys gagged at the flavor. The man behind the counter suggested another type, whilst Ilima fussed at him to watch himself and walked off. Kiawe gagged with that one too. 

                 “I wish I could be like the Cool Kids.”                          “...Are you sure about that?”

stop stealing my FUCKING BRAND

no. No

Send me a “FIGHT ME!” And I will make a description on whether or not you should fight your muse // Accepting

From one May right on to the next. You just don’t learn, do you?

Remember in my previous ‘Fight Review’ that I said not many people can say they’ve taken on Team Aqua and Kyogre? Well, that’s exactly what this May did as well. So add that into the pile, if you please.

Not only that though, she has a lot of sass in her. I mean a lot. She’ll definitely kick your ass to next Tuesday and use her verbal assassin skills to deal the finishing blow. That shouldn’t even be a question at this point.

TLDR: Who the fuck do you think you are that you think you can take May-Fucking-Maple on in a fight?! There’s a reason this girl is called Maykenzie Zales, you know.

He checked his pokénav. Right. He was on time. On the patio table were two to-go coffees and some pokémon bites, just in case. He slipped the device into his pocket, and waited until he saw a familiar figure in the distance --

-- more like a familiar swampert, much to the staff’s chagrin, but hey.

“O-Oh! Excuse me, I didn’t notice that it wasn’t a dress.”

The girl smoothed out her dress, letting the light shine from it like twinkling stars.