[h3][color=#FFCC66]Pent[/color], [color=ec008c]Sirina[/color], and [color=darkturquoise]Devon[/color][/h3][b][Route 701][/b]

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Sirina felt a bit guilty as she watched Devon.  Her and Pent were a lot slower... though she was slightly faster than him, and could easily keep up if she let Spud carry her wheelchair.  She smiled as Devon said something about a Pokemon Center. [color=ec008c]"OH... yeah. Good idea!"[/color] she smiled. [color=ec008c]"I am sorry we are slowing down your journey, my friend."[/color] She shrugged as she continued to wheel herself along the uneven ground, grunting as she hit a rock and had to back up and re-adjust so she could continue.  

Nana flicked her ears.  [color=ed1c24]<Not even a bit.  No sensation from her waist down. It is as if she does not have legs at all.>[/color]  

The Froslass, Aenir, looked to the Arcanine with concern furrowing her brows. [color=#A0E6FF]<... it's as if she does not have legs…? Ah, how unfortunate, but… at the same time, perhaps it’s a blessing of sorts. You see, Pent can feel his legs, but… most of what he feels is [i]pain[/i]... constant… pain…>[/color]

Nana explained further, [color=ed1c24]<Yes, humans were quite smart when they decided to create wheelchairs.  There are not many of them who are not mobile... but for those of them who aren't as mobile... it’s an easy way to move.>[/color] She flicked her tail, an amused growl bursting from her chest. [color=ed1c24]<Actually... She told me that it happened to her before twice... and that she actually rolled her way down the hill to get it. She said that it took her a couple of hours, but she managed to get there.  She said it was an experience she would not trade for the world... because it taught her that she can never truly be helpless as long as she tries to fight. Though… now that she is with me... she has no need to be afraid. I am her legs where the chair cannot be.  If this terrain was rougher... she would mount my back, fasten her legs to my jacket and grab my mane. Spud would carry her chair, and I could maneuver her through the terrain much quicker.>[/color]

Aenir was both impressed and horrified at the story. Taking a few moments to regain her composure she let out soft chuckle. [color=#A0E6FF]<I-I see! Well… you seem to take excellent care of her. She is quite lucky to have you and the rest of your companions at her side.>[/color]

Sirina blinked slowly as Pent spoke, wrinkling her face in concern. [color=ec008c]"I would not leave you on your own in the wilds."[/color] She vowed. In her mind, she wished she could do something to help the man. But besides giving her wheelchair, she had nothing. There was no way Nana would ever let a stranger ride her back. [color=ec008c]"Oh, Liza. I hope that I see you again soon."[/color]

Devon looked up at Sirina once she apologized for slowing him down, and her calling upon the fact made him feel even worse for even thinking about blaming both her and Pent for the hold up. A nonchalant wave in the girl's direction and a smile was all he could give. [color=darkturquoise]"Nah, it’s fine you two. It’s not like you can help it."[/color] 

A small smile crossed Pent’s resigned features as he let out a sigh. [color=#FFCC66]"Though it's something I cannot help, does not mean that you need to make sacrifices for me."[/color] Closing his eyes for a brief moment, he opened them and continued speaking, [color=#FFCC66]"That said, I do appreciate it. I would be safe on my own, but it's more enjoyable to travel with others."[/color]

Turning to look over Liza one last time, Devon let his arms fall to his sides. The Pokégear still open in his left hand. [color=darkturquoise]"So, sounds like a plan. You gonna stay with us and head to the Pokémon Center Liza? Or are you gonna go on alone? It’s your choice dude."[/color]

[color=#FFCC66][h3]Time passes…[/h3][/color][b][Pokémon Center - Route 701][/b]

The night came and went. Pent stayed in his own room at the Pokémon Center, while also reserving rooms for Devon, Sirina, as well as Liza if she took him up on his offer.