sizzlipede aren’t exactly known to be speedy pokémon. so how in the world did her’s manage to disappear from her vision in seemingly an instant !? lillian toys with the hem of her shirt as she paces the pathway of the park, ampharos at her side and togetic hovering in the air, glancing around in an attempt to locate the bug - type before he wanders away from the park. she can’t imagine he made it too far so she paces around the area she’d been relaxing in earlier in hopes of finding him. thankfully, his brightly lit body, albeit small, shouldn’t be hard to spot among the greenery. much to the breeder’s relief, it isn’t long before togetic chirps and prods her shoulder, gesturing to a group in the distance.

with them?: her sizzlipede.

it appears he’s found a friend. a scolipede. lillian assumes her sizzlipede was attracted by their similarities and simply wanted to play, but she never knows what kind of people he’ll find! an embarrassed red tinting her cheeks, lillian rushes over, beckoning her pokémon’s attention.

❝ tiny, no! ❞ she scolds, reaching down to usher him onto her wrist. he coils around the limb happily, as if nothing was amiss in the first place. she’s not mad, just worried! once she’s safely gotten her pokémon back, lillian takes in the scene: another trainer, seemingly on a walk with their own pokémon. not just any trainer, either. of course not! that mask is . . . unmistakable. she’s never personally met them, but she definitely knows of them. 

Eyes shift from the darkness of his palm to the bustle of the port, to which they fly open at who’s walking around. Isn’t that Syenite Port’s gym leader, Ike Parish?! Sandwich is nearly thrown on the bench as he scrambles to get an autograph, shuffling through bag for an autograph board and something to write with using one hand, still holding his coffee and his pokemon tag along, having finished their food. Though he was not a battle trainer, he was still starstruck whenever he saw a gym leader. 

❛ E-Excuse me, Mr.Parish! May I have your autog- ❜ Viola’s tail trips him up a bit and coffee flies from cup just as he hands board. ❛ Ah! ❜ Breath catches in throat, his first instinct to pick up his Meowstic in worry and check on her tail, the second to realize he’s spilled coffee on the gym leader.

❛ I am so, SO, sorry, p-p-p-please, allow me to pay for it or clean it or- ❜ 

She’d never seen one in person, only heard of them coming from some distant land. Liv was intrigued, and as much as it may pain her jump through social acrobatics to perhaps catch a real glimpse at the beast -- she supposed maybe she could actually try to make an acquaintance out of it.

Couldn’t remember the last time she’d traveled this far out from the League; it’d been a while, and while she recognized spaces it still all seemed so new. Fortunately, the Gym was exactly where she’d remembered it being.

Three knocks on the door, and she stepped inside.

His hand traces the rocky wall as he saunters through, other hand grasping at the pokeball in his hoodie’s front pocket. This should be the path out... or at least lead to the fork that leads to the plus junction that leads to the... huh.

No sugarcoating it, he was lost.

Ledden had wandered into the depths of Schist Cave to test this strategy. The evanescent smile on his face betrayed his true feelings; the hand in his pocket grasped tightly. Weavile and Zoroark were down, and Wobbafett was poisoned. Mawile was his saving grace, and even she wasn’t doing too hot. 

“Aah... shoulda packed some more repels, huh?” He hummed, coming to another unplanned fork in the road.

Then he felt the vibrations at his feet. He turned quickly and witnessed one of the depth’s denizens, a wild pokemon charging to his position. A sweat formed at his brow and he prepared to loose his hand to ask his partner’s assistance, but hesitated. Is it worth it? Do I run? Can I run...?

Before he could decide the shadow was slammed from the side with a thud!! Shrieking, the wild pokemon thought to size up it’s new opponent, but soon fled once logic seemed returned to it. Ledden turned to the newcomer, still on edge. It could still be a wild one... Maybe I should...

His fears were unfounded though, as he soon saw it’s trainer wander nonchalantly to it’s side. The boy breathed a sigh of relief.

“Phew... Close one, huh? Thanks for the assist. Didn’t think Mawile here would’ve liked to be woken up to that right now.”

Sharp eyes gave the figure a quick up-and-down. Interesting. But in an instant, they were again filled with the soft nervousness of a lost trainer.

There is something almost peaceful as Yuki finishes off the gym battle. Her personality suddenly shifting from the cold intensity back to light and bubbly. It’s... shocking. The poison gym had been a bit of a struggle for her team, mainly due to her own incompetence, but they got through it.

Her Garchomp stomps over to her and she wraps her arms around his waist before petting its head. Of course it had kneeled so she could do that. Her hand reaches for the pokéball on her hip, pulling back her Garchomp and smiling.

“Good job, baby. We will get you healed up soon.” Her voice is a whisper, the pokéball up to her mouth as she looks up to Ike. Her hand shoots out to shake his.

“Thank you for that battle. I’m excited to be in this region, and your battle proved why. I’m looking to be the next champion here and getting all eight gym badges is the start to that.” Her smile only grows as she boasts her goals. The gossip she’d heard of the Champion being insanely difficult to beat were true in every region she’d gone to. So to have a gym leader almost take out her team made her salivate with excitement for what’s to come.

   “ well, howdy partner’ !! “ thyra finds herself in ike’s turf, syenite port always had such a charm to it though - it was probably one of her favourite hotspots in the region, bar her own city of course! but she’s quick to greet her fellow gym-leader with a high-five and a lazy grin.

   “ thought i’d stop by and see how my favourite poison wrangler is doin’ how’s the port treating you? free at the moment for a catch up with your neighbour? “

Hmmm. I dunno, can you? I guess so!

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