"We're never going to find him now, Sprigatito."

"Mrow."

Liko frowned, pulling the cat Pokemon into her arms so she wouldn't lose track of it, too. Friede had let her and Roy go on ahead into Motostoke, but Roy must have run off while Liko was distracted by one of the shops, and now she couldn't find him anywhere. It didn't help that there was a large crowd of people gathering near the city's stadium...

"Maybe he went there," Liko muttered to herself. She squeezed herself into the middle of the crowd, eventually making her way into the building, but it was no use. There were just too many people, even if Roy was there she couldn't see him.

She gave a small, defeated sigh, but let the flow of the crowd push her further on until she found herself sitting in the audience of one of Galar's exhibition matches. She'd always thought Paldea's Gym battles were a spectacle, but even the ones she'd gotten to see up close when she was little were nothing like this. The battlefield was huge, and the cheering of the crowd was almost deafening at times, but at some point Liko got so drawn into the battle that she hardly noticed it anymore.

"The way that Pikachu moves... It's so strong, it reminds me of Cap." She was speaking to herself, but she heard her Sprigatito meow in agreement. She hadn't been paying much attention when the announcer introduced the trainers; one of them was one of Galar's Gym Leaders, but she was pretty sure she'd heard the word 'Kanto' used in reference to the Pikachu's trainer.

Ugggh, Max was so bored.

Being a gym leader could be surprisingly boring during the off season, Max had come to find out. He'd wondered why his father had given him that little knowing smile but not knowing what he was smiling about.

Apparently he was smiling at his son's impatience, and itch for a battle.

But he hadn't had any challengers in a few days - had he been that hard on the last trainer that had come in and lost? He hadn't thought he'd been...

But ugh, now what was he supposed to do?

He spun around in the desk chair in the reception area of the gym, staring up at the ceiling until he finally heard the door open.

Acclimating to once again visiting Alto-Mare was surprisingly easier than Jasmine had previously expected. Much like Olivine, the island community’s ties to the sea made her instantly feel at peace upon arrival. Despite having left shortly after birth, it’d always been her dream to visit her hometown; and the fact that the people of Alto received her so warmly—it was as if all was settling right in her world, for once. Connecting her past with a burgeoning future.

During her recent stay, trips to the marketplace have become routine for the woman, a chance for her to enjoy the liveliness along the canals before the day is in full swing. What with the Tour de Alto-Mare commencing in several days, Jasmine feels it necessary to keep her rented condo stocked with all of the essentials in the case that company were to stop by. It’d be only her second Tour since once again visiting the city, but this second excursion informed her greatly of what to expect within the coming days.

Musicians play in the square, as city-goers circle booths adorned with an assortment of produce. Jasmine turns several different fruits over in her hand, a light ocean breeze drifting pleasantly through the buildings that arch into blue skies. With a tendency to people-watch, the brunette hums merrily as she views the latest fashions and fresh faces of the other residents: everyone is pulling out their best for the upcoming event, arguably the city’s biggest of celebrations. Hazel eyes blink with curiosity as one particular silhouette attracts her eye; within seconds, the widest grin dots her complexion. With a bit of stealth, Jasmine tip-toes closer to the man she’s aiming to surprise.

Headcanons between Flannery and @jumaanboruto

1- When they both become older, they become slightly closer friends. Though with as bad as hormones care be...there are times where they become friends with benefits. Simply because Ash travels a lot and Flannery doesn't want to bring him down as a partner.

WHAT DO YOU ASSOCIATE MY MUSE WITH?

“Professor Kukui?”

Moon stepped into the lab, not bothering to knock. It was an annoying habit that she’d picked up from the professor himself, but as she walked further in she realized he didn’t seem to be home. Either that, or he was in the basement studying Pokemon moves, and she really didn’t want to interrupt that.

The young trainer frowned, just standing in the middle of the room for a moment as she debated if she should wait for Kukui or come back later, but as she was turning to leave she spotted someone approaching her and froze.

That face was all too familiar, and the Pikachu on his shoulder told her she wasn’t imagining it. That was the Kanto Champion! What was he doing in Professor Kukui’s living room of all places? Moon’s jaw dropped and she just stared at him awkwardly for a minute before she realized she should probably actually say something.