[center][color=indianred][h3]Shanae Eller[/h3][/color]
— Atana Mountain Range —[/center]
[hider=Earlier yesterday evening, back inside a particular icy cavern on Mt. Atana]
The battle itself was a joke — partially. Clearly having no intention of going all-out against the round, pink Pokemon who’d challenged him, the Lapras had playfully splashed Water Guns and the occasional Ice Beam while Amatorius danced around on the ice, avoiding the attacks and retaliating with Disarming Voice. 


[color=indianred]“Tori, let’s not do this,”[/color] Shanae started, frowning. The Jigglypuff whirled around, eyes wide in protest. [color=indianred]“Alright, alright,”[/color] Shanae said with a sigh before kicking her mind into gear. [color=indianred]“Let’s warm up with a Disarming Voice, shall we?”[/color]
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Funnily enough, a Sing was all it took to slump the Lapras over. Although Shanae was fairly sure the Lapras had been entertaining itself and was willingly laying itself down to be caught, she couldn’t bring herself to break the news to Amatorius, whose cheeks colored with pride as his trainer held her newly-occupied Great Ball in wonder. 

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The morning came to Shanae in the form of faint, gentle light that spilled over her face and furrowed her brows as she turned around, attempting to block it out. She was unsuccessful, of course, and grudgingly rolled out of bed and stretched her tired limbs, pondering yesterday’s misadventures as she did so. Somehow — just somehow — she’d managed to catch a Lapras. Sure Amatorius had shown his true colors as a spoiled little ball of fuzz, but even the Lapras had been impressed with what the little ball of fluff had whipped out in battle.


[color=indianred]“C’mon out, Tori,”[/color] Shanae said, popping open the Jigglypuff’s Pokeball. The fluffily pink Fairy-type emerged, green eyes wide as he looked around his surroundings before meekly looking up at his trainer.


“Jiggly,” he started awkwardly, eyes on his toes and pressing his two hands together in embarrassment. “Jigglypuff.”


[color=indianred]“All’s fine, Tori,”[/color] Shanae laughed, picking up her Pokemon and hugging him. [color=indianred]“You were just so [i]precious[/i] yesterday!”[/color]


Squirming out of his trainer’s arms, the pink Pokemon muttered angrily under his breath, causing Shanae to laugh. [color=indianred]“Alright Mr. I’m-too-mature-for-hugs,”[/color] she teased, opening the door, [color=indianred]“Let’s go get some food.”[/color]


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A biscuit in her mouth and two in her Jigglypuff’s, Shanae emerged from the inn while waving a thanks to the innkeeper. Looking around, her eyes spotted a boy near the front of the inn — a trainer, by the looks of the Pawniard beside him that was currently busy sharpening the blade on its arm that caught sunlight and gleamed every time the Pokemon moved it.


[color=indianred]“Hey!”[/color] Shanae shouted, jogging over. Her Jigglypuff matched his trainer’s pace with a dozen paces on his stubby legs, prompting Shanae to slow down a bit as she neared the other trainer. [color=indianred]“Didn’t see you around yesterday — I’m Shanae,”[/color] she said, grinning and offering a hand. 
[hr][hider=Shanae’s Pokedex]
[b]Organization: [/b]Helping Hand Guild [Founder]


[b]TP:[/b] 37 +1(post) +1(HHG) +3(sunrise) = 42


[b]Inventory:[/b][list][*]
[/list]
[b]Pokemon:[/b][list][*]Ebon ♂ — Houndour (5)
[*]Turris ♂ — Aron (5) 
[*]Dius ♂ — Trapinch (3) 
[*]Amatorius ♂ — Jigglypuff (6 +1(sunrise) =7) 
[*]Alcedo “Alci” ♀ — Joltik (1 +1(sunrise) =2) 
[*]Otiosus “Oti” ♂ — Lotad (1 +1(sunrise) =2) 
[*]♂ — Lapras (10)
[hider=Pokemon Reserves:][list][*]♀ — Hoppip (1) 
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[center][color=lightsteelblue][h3]Cillian Weiss[/h3][/color]
— Feyhollow Town —[/center]
Cillian jolted awake, rubbing his aching head. A sharp pain greeted him when his fingers ghosted over a particularly tender patch, and Cillian jerked his hand away briefly before bring it back to his head. [i]Shoot,[/i] Cillian thought, sighing as he attempted to feel the bump again before giving up and instead standing up. A Pokeball rolled off his lap, clacking on the floor but not releasing the Pokemon inside.


[color=lightsteelblue]“All right, here we go,”[/color] Cillian said out loud, reaching for his other Pokeball to find… [i]Two?[/i] he thought, eyes wide as he looked down at his belt. Two Pokeballs hung there — Hazmat’s and Kelby’s. [i]Then,[/i] Cillian thought, swallowing, [i]whose Pokeball is this?[/i]


[hr][hider=Cillian’s Pokedex]
[b]Organization: [/b]Helping Hand Guild


[b]TP:[/b] 55 +1 +3(sunrise) =59


[b]Inventory:[/b][list][*]Pokeball x 4
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[b]Pokemon:[/b][list][*]Hazmat “Haz” ♂ — Charmander (5 +1(sunrise) =6)
[*]Kelby “Kelb” ♂ — Mudkip (5 +1(sunrise) =6) 
[*]♂ — ?? (1 +1(sunrise) =2)
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77CP