[color=2e3192][center][h1] Kyle Arabian [/h1][/center][/color]
Kyle followed swiftly behind Nyxx, with Treecko perched on his shoulder. Treecko was slightly banged up still but kept up a strong appearance. Kyle could see through it however. Kyle softly rubbed Treeckos head and gave a sideways smile showing he was proud. At the PokeCenter Kyle stood in the lobby for a moment, soaking it all in. The nurses, the trainers, the pokemon that were so happy being back at full strength. Kyle felt slightly moved at the fact that he could say he was in the same league as the rest of them.
[color=1b1464]"I would still rather be at home right now,"[/color]Kyle said with a longing sigh[color=1b1464],"But I suppose if I had to do something this is the best way to pass the time."[/color]
Kyle returned Treecko to his pokeball and walked up to the counter. Kyle asked the nurse to heal his treecko. Moments after, Treecko popped out the pokeball and gave Kyle a small nod of gratitude. Kyle lean down and stretched out his arm to let Treecko climb on to his shoulder. He heard Nyxx talking out loud about her mom and walked over to her.
[color=2e3192]"That's your mom? Oh wow. Ive heard of her. wasn't she some kind of super big pokemon contest winner or something? Huh didn't know I was traveling with a celebrities daughter. If your paying attention, did she make you grow up training for contests?"[/color]
Kyle was surprised to see that this slightly mentally taxing trainer was the daughter of a someone famous. Kyle prayed to Arceus and all of the above that she wasn't going to preachy about her mom.
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