Camila blinked a few times at Isla's question. "Do I want the...? What? No, no. Don't be silly Isla. We have plenty of them to go around so there's no need to worry about it giving it back. In fact, I wouldn't be too surprised if the Professor doesn't hand out a few to everyone before you all leave." The assistant mentioned with a nod. She smiled at the younger girl and shifted her stance a little from leaning on her left leg to her right leg.

"That said, I do recommend using the Pokeball. I'm not sure if you're aware, but should you not do so, there's a chance that someone could catch the Eevee. It's just how the system works. You don't even really need to keep them in the ball for the most part either you just need to make sure the Pokemon that are your friends are tagged so that..." Camila started to lecture though she seemed to realize that if she didn't stop herself, she'd probably rattle on for some minutes. She brought her hand up as if to caugh into it before saying something briefly. "So that you can make sure no one else captures them and you can do your job for the Professor."

Camila thought Isla was a little weird, truth be told. She expected that everyone would know the reasons to put a Pokemon in a Pokeball but here she was, standing corrected by the truth in front of her. She crossed her arms as she was curious what Isla's reply would be to this. She merely hoped that Isla would understand that it was in her and the Eevee's best interest.

Isla blinked, pausing for a moment at the sudden explanation. Well, was really the first thought. Sure, she knew of people who stole Pokemon but...as far as she could remember from the news, they found other ways than Pokeballs and just...caught them anyways. Those sorts of things ranged from nets on the low end to specialized Pokeballs on the high, and even the simple act of stealing the Pokemon while they were inside the balls was a thing. Would catching him...really protect him? Would he be safe from it all if there were other ways?

"I can tag him other ways, though...right? Chips to keep track of him or...prevent Pokeballs from working? I mean..." she paused again, trying to think of a good way to put things. "A normal person won't try to catch a Pokemon sitting on your shoulder, because that's...that's rude. People like Team Rocket will try to steal them anyways, though, even if you've had them in a Pokeball. Right?"

"It's not the people like Team Rocket you need to think of." Camila stated poking her chin for a second. "It's more like... Imagine you and your Eevee get lost in a forest and seperated. What's to stop a trainer from seeing a 'wild' Eevee and trying to catch it on sight." The assistant mentioned "With the Pokeball, they just throw it and it just harmlessly bounces off and that tells them instantly that it's already caught."

Camila then mulled over her thoughts for a few seconds. "As for a chip, the professor may know about something but I feel the Pokeball technology is far less intrusive than implanting a chip in a Pokemon. As I said prior, you don't even need to keep it in there. It can function well outside of it's ball. It's also useful if it's ever injured or endangered somehow since you can recall it inside the ball. It's easier to transport them in a ball when they're fainted than with your arms."

The assistant fake coughed into her hand again, realizing she just spoke so long once again. She took a breath but there was a small bit more she needed to say. "They also need to be in a ball to be quickly healed up at a Pokemon Center." She took a deep breath and allowed Isla a chance to reply.

"Oh." Isla looked down, the image of her injured Eevee just there suddenly. Yeah, no, those were...good points. It wasn't as though everyone extremely eager to catch an Eevee would be someone in Team Rocket, and also...it wasn't wrong that a chip would be more intrusive.

Besides...Camphor definitely wasn’t going to pay for that.

"Maybe I will, then." She scratched around the fluff near the ears, frowning just a bit. A thought occurred to her, then, a question she hadn't heard answered before. "What's it like...to be inside a Pokeball?"

"Hmm. It's hard to say, really. Humans don't go in them and Pokemon don't have great vocabularies." Camila said with a small giggle after. "But I will say every Pokemon that goes in one doesn't typically mind it. For the most part of course. I did hear a story of one that refused to go in but I think it was mostly stubborn and very rebellious." Camila mentioned looking down to the Eevee and then back to Isla. "As I said before. It's a great safety measure and you can pretty much leave your Pokemon out of it as long as you want. Though some stores and bakeries don't really like them inside if they leave sludge, fur or goo around. Never take a Goodra inside a coffee shop." She giggled again, trying to turn Isla frown upside down.

A snort, then a chuckle at that immediate image came from Isla as she lowered and shook her head slowly. Maybe, maybe, maybe. There wasn’t all that harm in it...was there? She could have him out anyways, day to day, and it'd be just for emergencies. Yeah.

Was she the weird one? Was anyone else having these sorts of questions or...were they just going out, catching their partners with no questions asked, rushing back in? Heck, probably. Isla sighed at that, but then again they probably understood all the little benefits of a Pokeball that had just been lost with her. But, still...it seemed so mechanical, so unthinking, so...uncaring, in a way, if they just...caught them and that was that. Surely they'd form bonds after, in Pokemon battles and stuff, but...why form the bond after the catching? It seemed backwards, rushed in a way. Heck, heck.

Taking out the Pokeball from her leg pocket, the Eevee looked up at the unexpected movement, staring at the object. Well...alright, she thought, slowly moving it closer as she kept scratching between his ears, trying in some way to distract him, something, anything. Tap, right against his side. It clicked, opening with a snap motion.

A bright light, right in her eyes...and then he was gone, the ball closing. The Pokeball shifted briefly in Isla's hand, back and forth for a moment as she stared at it in her palm, eyes slowly adjusting back to normal. Finally, it was still, her hands closing over the sphere just a little. She looked back up at Camila, almost expecting some kind of comment at...she didn't really know. Being blinded, maybe? The moral issue that just...seemed to be alien to her? Something. Isla was quiet, though, not really knowing what to say.

Camila watched on with a smile as Isla seemed to have some sort of internal debate or something of the sort before getting close to the Eevee and tapping it with the Pokeball which, at the end of the day, ended with it's capture. "Congratulations. You're now the partner of one Eevee." The assistant mentioned, looking toward where the Professor was. "I know that the Pokeball may seem a bit cruel but it's not all that bad." Camila didn't feel the need to lecture on that any more. Isla seemed to more or less understand the Pokeball's uses.

"Any plans on how Eevee evolving?" Camila asked the trainer with a sly smile on her face. "I of course recommend Sylveon. Fairy-types are the perfect combination of cute and powerful." Obviously, Isla could even tell that Camila was a bit biased on this subject.

Isla looked down, considering the ball, her Eevee, and...well, sure, the future. How would she evolve her partner...was it really a planning choice she wanted to make? She wasn't sure. On one hand, there was something to be said for planning and...on the other, 'cute' and 'powerful' weren't really things Isla was interested in now. Her Eevee was already cute and, as for powerful...well, that only mattered with Pokemon battles, didn't it? There could always be other ways. Clicking the opening clasp again with her thumb, the Pokeball snapping open again with a bright light, and there the Eevee was. He yawned, quickly deciding precisely where he wanted to go with a leap onto Isla's shoulder before clamoring left and right, paw stepping on the back of her head. Eventually, and will a little bit of help, he was settled down to lay over her shoulder.

"Well...no, not really," Isla almost half-whispered in response, suddenly aware that she shouldn't be too loud out of politeness. "Just was going to go wherever it went. Hmm..."

A name. He needed a name. What could it be? Isla didn't want to name him something normal or something that someone else might name theirs. There were a lot of Pokemon that were fluffy and him being even more so didn't really mean enough to just call him Fluffy. Besides, what happened if he stopped being fluffy in the future? A lot of Pokemon were sleepy, too...that wouldn't do, no not at all. What did she feel...right there? Well, that was easy. Isla felt like dancing, even if she really couldn't at that moment in time. Dancing. Yeah, that worked well enough, she decided. Slowly, she rose to her feet, careful enough not to let him slide off, one hand resting gently on his side with the fingertips grazing the very tips of his fur.

"How's everyone else doing with theirs?"

"Fair enough." Camila stated, looking back the way she had came for a second. She didn't really have much more to tell Isla right now. She was just all in all glad that she had convinced the girl that she should put the Eevee in a Pokeball as it was in everyone's best interest. Isla and the Eevee most of all. "Well, I'm sure this little guy would appreciate every little thing you do for him. But yes, everyone else. I've no idea since I've been talking with you for a bit. The Professor was having all the people that already had Pokemon show them to her so we could head back and show your Eevee off if you want."

Camila looked to the Eevee on Isla's shoulder and instinctively brought her hand up. She realized what she was doing and frozen. "Do you mind if I give him a little pet on the head?" She asked a small bit sheepishly. It was always polite to asked first of course.

"Sure, that's...that's fine." Isla found the question that had then followed to be so...so funny, just how it had been said and phrased that she felt like laughing. Of course, that only made her pause, struggling to not chuckle or laugh lest her shoulders start to quake and wake the Eevee back up. He's already started to snore now and again, deep and heavy breaths like a miniature engine. For a brief moment, Isla wondered if anything actually would wake him up since he seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep so freely, so quickly.

Awkwardly angling herself to proffer up that shoulder, she replied, "Yeah, you can pet him."

Camila's face lit up. She took a step closer and calmly moved her hand forward to pet the Eevee. Her fingers stroked the soft fur on the normal-type Pokemon and her face relaxed and then melted into a wholly pleased one. "Soooo adorable~" She whispered, not trying to wake the Pokemon up. Her hand moved towards it's back, her fingers sinking slightly into the fur but relenting before the tail since many Pokemon didn't like their tails being touched. She then gave a small scritch on the top of its head before removing her hand. "Hehe~ Thank you. Such a cute little thing."

She took a step back and fake cleared her throat, keeping her back to her slightly more professional attitude. "That said, shall we head back to the Professor since you have your Pokemon now? I'm sure she'll want to see your new friend."

Isla watched as she pet the little guy, the snoring dying away into simple deep breathing as the other girl withdrew her hand after a moment of indulgence. It was almost funny, how Camila had turned into a little ball of eagerness at the first sign of petting a Pokemon but, then again...Isla really was the same way. Maybe it was just the difference in how she'd been introduced, as an aid to the professor. Maybe. It was still funny, though, and she let-out a long, deep breath to try and not begin uncontrollably laughing at the situation.

"That'll be nice, yeah. Let's go."

1.This was Camphor’s lab. Perhaps she or Frieda can point you in a specific direction if you’re looking for something.
2.The contest hall is currently holding a master-rank championship contest. Perhaps you could inquire how you could participate yourself.
3.The resort area is famous for its well, resort. Sandy, sunny beaches, amusement park, Casino…and gym. Its often considered the toughest gym in the region.
4.You can get to Route 1, Route 2, and Route 25 from Byjerlfal. Neither of the three routes are particularly dangerous. Frieda mentioned a cave system on Route 2.
5.Perhaps there could be something interesting in the Commercial district or the Industrial district.

Pokémon:

• Dancing | Eevee | Level 5 | Anticipation | Pokéball
  Tackle, Tail Whip, Covet, Growl, Helping Hand, Sand Attack, Wish

Inventory: 2500p

5 x Pokéball
3 x Potion

“Hello, welcome to King Storage.” A friendly tone, at least, and a somewhat bored looking expression. “We can store your items here, free of charge! Well, mostly, we have some other specialized services like instant transport to other cities and access to items from any other city we have a location at with a membership fee but most people just use us to store stuff they don’t want other people getting their hands on.” A usual, likely shortened sales pitch as he’d look up from behind the counter.

Supposing all he did would want to be to leave his stuff here, he’d just have to give some basic contact info, a usual spiel about whether or not he wanted to buy some insurance in the extremely, extremely, small chance anything happened to his items, or if he wanted to sign up for the 10,000p yearly basic membership to access other services such as city-item transport and other things.

It wouldn’t be a very long process at all and his items would be handled with a fair bit of care, and he’d be able to do other things fairly quickly.

Camphors Lab is here. You could go back and say hi, though she probably wont like such a sudden, unannounced, interruption. You may have to go through her apparent Grimmsnarl.
You can get to Route 1, 2, and 25 from Byjerlfal. Wouldn’t be too hard to find a way to them. Frieda also mentioned a sea-side cave on route 2.
The city park seems like it might be a good place to find some urban pokemon, or some pokemon that live in lightly forested areas.
There are also ads displayed for the pokemon contest currently happening. Valerie's face is plastered on almost every electronic billboard. The contest hall was only a short walk away.
Residential and Industrial districts are only a few minutes walk from here. Supposing one walks quickly and without interruption.
Resort district is also not too far, either. The Gym/Casino is always open, and so are the beaches.
If they were looking to buy items, the Pokemart in the Pokemon centers usually sold any trainer related items one could or would need. Provided you have the money and the authorization. Your research pass actually gives you some expanded stock, the professor failed to mention.

Camphors Lab is here. You could go back and say hi, though she probably wont like such a sudden, unannounced, interruption. You may have to go through her apparent Grimmsnarl.
You can get to Route 1, 2, and 25 from Byjerlfal. Wouldn’t be too hard to find a way to them. Frieda also mentioned a sea-side cave on route 2.
The city park seems like it might be a good place to find some urban pokemon, or some pokemon that live in lightly forested areas.
As mentioned, the contest hall isn’t too far away. Clarissa has the VIP pass.
Residential and Industrial districts are only a few minutes walk from here. Supposing one walks quickly and without interruption.
Resort district is also not too far, either. The Gym/Casino is always open, and so are the beaches.
If they were looking to buy items, the Pokemart in the Pokemon centers usually sold any trainer related items one could or would need. Provided you have the money and the authorization. Your research pass actually gives you some expanded stock, the professor failed to mention.
Perhaps those Murkrow or Starly might be of interest.

Yuu had his arm crossed the entire time the professor's assistant was elucidating them on the equipment, silently nodding and mentally noting how different this Pokedex had looked when compared to the design his parents had. Jojo on the other hand was sitting atop one of Yuu's shoulders, lightly swinging its feet as it leaned in with avid curiosity whilst Vivi floated nearby Yuu's other shoulder with it's mouth in an o, wiggling its antenna as it raised an electronic eyebrow before looking back at itself.

Yuu rolled a hand out from underneath his arms, extending it outwards as the assistant dropped the research device into his hand. It was a lot more compact than Vivi, that was for certain as he rolled the Pokedex in his hand and flipped it on its side between his fingers before breaking away his crossed arms to hold it up to Vivi for comparison. The Rotom-phone whirred, confused by the action as Yuu's eye's drifted back to the sardonic Professor who was just begging her assistants not to call her, ever.

As much as he found some of the listed functions quite convenient, he doubt it would completely replace Vivi. Whilst Yuu kept his ears peeled, he felt some squirming around on his shoulder and a paw wrapping around the side of his neck and a soft ear brushing against his cheek. Yuu glanced back over to Jojo who was clearly curious as well, poking their nose in to get a better look at the Pokedex; Vivi, of course, was doing the same.

Yuu quickly flicked it on, watching the device flicker to life and began loading multiple systems whilst beginning the registration process. Yuu swiftly entered all the relevant information, only to be met with a mini-Camphor giving its own report on his partner with a touch of the Professor's flair. "Interesting," Yuu rolled out every syllable, looking back over to Jojo as he stared wide eyed at the picture of himself that appeared on screen.

The information was solid and concise, though he squinted at the part where it mentioned a lack of special attributes, as well as the fact that Jojo possessed an egg move, something Yuu was already aware of. While impressed at the robust system, he could only ponder on what that special attribute could mean, flicking the device into sleep-mode before popping in into his pocket after he finished acquiring the money from his first catch.

Procuring the extra supplies, Yuu watched as the other assistant began to rally the freshly-minted group of assistants to follow her out of the labs. Yuu was not one of those people and as such lingered back as the group followed the assistant out, much like how those baby Pokemon were following that Teddiursa from earlier.

Pivoting around, Yuu silently followed the smaller Professor out into the observation area, "Professor Camphor; couldn't help but overhear your conversation with that one psychic girl with Sir Lopsalot and wanted to follow up with a couple of my own." Yuu cleared his own throat as he approached, "I overheard the possibility of ghost types lingering about Byjerlfal. While I don't know how often you leave the lab, do you happen to know of any derelict places with machinery, mayhaps a deserted factory of sorts, or even an abandoned toy shop?"
“That’s called trespassing you idiot.” Camphor retorted with an eye roll as she headed out of the habitat. “Can’t just waltz into most ‘abandoned’ places in a city, they’re still owned and vandals aren't something they want. If you want some ghost pokemon just hang around at night. The Industrial or commercial districts would be your best bet.” A button press on the elevator, not waiting for Yuu to even get on before doing so. “Besides, most places don’t remain abandoned long here in Byjerlfal.”

"Hmph, fair point, but that doesn't exactly stop Pokemon from waltzing in from time to time and making it their home now does it," Yuu mused out loud to the Professor, shrugging slightly as Jojo bounced alongside it, gleefully kicking its feet as their partner continued talking, "doesn't hurt to take a look, though I'll keep your words in mind for my evening excursion." Yuu nodded shallowly before eyes shifted towards the elevator, quickly following after the Professor and sliding on in before the doors could even close.

Positioning himself to the side of the Professor, Yuu crossed his arms, staring at the floor before staring directly at Camphor, "Beyond that, I'm curious about another location that was mentioned during your talk." Yuu's voice became deathly serious, more so than the matter-of-fact tone he was displaying before as he continued, "What can you tell me about the Winding Woods, as well as that manor in particular."

“I’m not bailing you out if you get in trouble, brat.” Camphor responded with a humph, giving Yuu a sidelong glance as he’d inquire about the manor. “I can’t stop you from going, but just know that if you do the place is infested with ghost-types. Last time a novice trainer went there well…” A palpable pause as the elevator reached the observation floor, a ding from the elevator ringing in turn. “...if it wasn’t for Giervor’s gym leader the kid might not have come back at all. Apparently the League’s asked for help from a ghost-type expert from Kantona to look into finally investigating, last I heard.”

"A ghost-type expert, huh," the city of Kantona meant little to him, aside from the fact that it sounded awfully a lot like Kanto. Yuu mused silently for a moment, ruminating on this information as he rubbed the bottom of his chin before pursing his lips. A ghost-type expert... his mind drifted back to the ship and that strange trainer with the Annihilape aboard the ship who, now that he thought about it, dressed up in traditional Johto or Kanto clothing. He clicked the roof of his mouth and snapped his fingers, causing Jojo and Riolu to recoil in surprise.

"One of Valarie's contest stars, huh," Yuu silently mused to himself, just barely recalling something a faceless person in the crowd uttered. Of course, that was followed by him groaning, and pinching the bridge of his nose, "Huuugh... crap... I guess I'll have to stop by the contest hall in this place... great..." Yuu sighed, feeling knots in his stomach forming as he mentally shuddered over memories of his childhood and even some school plays that he got dragged into because of who his mother was.

He felt a small patting against the side of his head, glancing on over to see Jojo rustling his hair and nuzzling his cheek against Yuu, prompting him to smile back at the Riolu and give him a small scritch in return. "I'm going to hope this contest hall is less gaudy than the one in Hearthome, otherwise," Yuu scrunched up his nose and let out a small 'bleh' before shivering.

"Still, thanks for pointing me in the direction of that expert because there was no way in hell you were dissuading me from going," Yuu spoke as if that was a matter of fact. Should the Professor exit the elevator Yuu would follow her, but would otherwise follow up with another question.

"Moving on, I'm more curious about that purple and white box your silver-haired assistant delivered to the lab. If you don't mind me asking, what exactly does it contain?"

“Heh.” Camphor would walk over to the observation window, glancing down at the habitat. A few more lab workers were down there now that everyone else had cleared out. “Who knows.” Camphor didn’t say anything else on the matter before shoving a hand in her lab coat. “Now stop bothering me before I make you go down there and fight an angry Primeape to see how many rage fists it takes to level up.”

"Oh and I thought we were getting oh so well acquainted with one another," Yuu dryly replied with what looked to be an attempted wry smirk on his face which ended up really only looking more like a frown as he followed her to her side and remained conjoined a small distance away from her. "I've got many, many more questions, but I'll limit them to just two and get out of your hair... maybe three, though the last one is more innocuous than anything." Glancing to the side, Yuu noticed how Jojo was leaning off his shoulder to the point where he could potentially fall off.

In one deft movement, Yuu snatched Jojo off his shoulder, gently spun around and swung him through the air to his delight before placing him down. The Riolu then walked up to the glass, pressing its nose and paws against it, staring at the habitats in awe, all while Vivi joined him in this sightseeing with an exciting whir. "It just involves our Research ID's, as well as our preliminary job of catching Pokemon," Yuu cleared his throat as he put his hands into his pockets in kind. "Through catching Pokemon and performing whatever miscellaneous jobs for you that you request of us, will we be able to gain further level's on our Research ID's? Furthermore, with the Pokemon we catch..."

Yuu paused for a moment, going silent as he stared down at the excitable duo as he began to collect his thoughts before looking back to the habitats. "I could be overthinking this but I know there's no way we'll be able to catch every single Pokemon in this region and even if we do, there will be multitudes potentially just sitting in storage that we are unable to care for, or even bring along for our journey even with your specialize Pokedex at our disposal."

The purple-haired boy stared downwards, his frown growing ever deeper as his visage displayed an even more somber look than before, "I know releasing them is one option, but are there any other options available for how to handle this state of affairs now that I'm working here as an assistant? Like adoption as an example."

“Impress me enough, maybe you will..” Camphor responded simply to the first part of the question, not bothering to elaborate. “Haaa…generally, pokemon you box will be taken care of here, by the lab. We’ll feed them, play with ‘em, whatever. Either here or at various locations across Eidda. If you don’t wanna keep them…” Camphor paused for a moment, seeming to mull something over. “...I guess you could give them to me. I’ll compensate you accordingly. They’ll be used for research or maybe I’ll give them to other trainers. I’ll find something to do with them, maybe even release them myself.”

"Good... good, that's all I needed to know," Yuu let out a soft breath of relief upon hearing that statement that they would be cared for, that they'd find a good home, or potentially a good job working for Professor Camphor. He was a little rigid and tense during that question, but his worries seemed to melt away as his shoulders went a bit slack as his eyes shifted back to his partner, watching him happily interact with Vivi and press their paw against the glass to point something else.

And as for her other comment, "As for impressing you... would winning a fight against that Primeape you mention count?" Yuu instantly cleared his throat the moment he asked that question, trying to redirect the conversation from his rather dry reply. "That's not my final question by the by, just a silly hypothetical. My real final question is much more important than that..."

Yuu held his breath, letting the false anticipation settle in as he continued, "What... is your favorite Pokemon type? Also for a bonus, favorite Pokemon if you feel like answer that one."

“No, that just tells me how dumb you are.” Camphor responded curtly, giving him a small frown at his second question…before her mouth turned into an unusual grin. “Favorite type, eh?” Camphor chuckled. “...Hey, let me ask a question for once, Yuu. You ever…hear of a folktale involving a forest monster and a young girl?”

Yuu squinted his eyes at the petite Professor, raising an eyebrow as he scrutinized her own mischievous demeanor etched through her peculiar smile. He briefly meditated on the relatively simple and straightforward question, more trying to discern if she was trying to hint at her favorite Pokemon typing, Pokemon itself, or something else as opposed to just answering it. "I have," Yuu alluded to his answer, briefly shifting his eyes away from Camphor before glancing back to her and replying "Little Red Riding Hood, correct?"

“I guess there are quite a few with that setup, eh.” Camphor huffed. “But no no, nothing like that. No, this is something that’s a bit more…local. Go ask the people of Verlisa about it. Anyways, the story goes pretty simply.” The Professor would take a seat on a nearby chair, leaning back a little and starting to talk.

“The forests of Verlisa are a pretty scary place. Everyone always says to avoid going too far off the beaten path lest the forest gobbles you up. A little girl, smart as a Alakazam but with a room-temp social ability would decide that, nah, that’s fine and head into the forest one night, with nothing more than a lantern at her side to light the way.” Camphor would pause a moment, throwing an arm over the back of the chair and continuing. “So deeper into the forest she goes, curiosity taking over reason. Surely, it can’t be that scary! So many cute pokemon live here! And lo and behold, she eventually finds a cute little fairy that wants to play with her, so she does, until it gets late into the night and she has to head home.”

“She decides to go again the next night. Strangely, she thinks, the fairy takes a little longer to get to. It happens again the next night…then the next…then the next. Until one day…the Girl realizes she is completely, hopelessly lost in the forest.” A pause, as Yuu would hear something move behind him, though if he looked he’d see nothing.

"Local? This sounds more like it's a little more personal than that," Yuu quietly yet sarcastically mused to himself the moment Professor Camphor described the protagonist of this so-called 'folktale.' He quietly sighed, keeping a keen eye on her movements, even as she remained somewhat still as she recounted this tale, mentally commenting on certain story beats as he felt an awkward bead of sweat roll down the side of his head.

"Did she really have to mask her own autobiography under the veneer of being a folktale? While I can ration a guess at her favorite type of Pokemon... I wonder why she decided to go about it in such a roundabo-" Before Yuu even had a chance to finish that thought, he felt a chill run down his spine as he heard dissimilar shuffling behind him and instantly whipped his entire body around in one deft pivot to steal a glance.

Yet, there was nothing there. Yuu kept his relatively stoic demeanor up as he sharply studied the empty observatory behind him, finding only Jojo and Vivi still blissfully enjoying the scenery, with the former now holding the latter and being instructed on how to take photos. He grimaced as he turned back to face Camphor, mentally chiding himself for turning away, even briefly.

"So what exactly happened to the girl? Did she get scared and try to find her way back or continue searching for her friend," Yuu probed the Professor, seemingly urging her to continue the tale. Despite his focal point being the Professor, Yuu was obviously more guarded now as he kept a lookout via the corners of his eyes.

“Patience, brat, I’m getting to that.” Camphor curtly responded. “Ahem. The girl realized, she was hopelessly lost. Having ignored the warnings of the people, she ventured further and further into the forest and now she had no way back. As she’d raise her lantern, trying to see through the shadows all she saw were trees, twisted into cackling demons - and two piercing red eyes glaring at her from the underbrush. A horrible creature leaped out, and it started to chase the girl through the forest as rain started to fall.” Camphor took a moment to pull her phone out of her pocket, seemingly disinterested in all of this, though she’d continue anyways.

“She ran until her lungs burned, soaked from head to toe, exhausted, covered in mud, clothes ripped and torn….soon she’d find shelter. A small cave, cut into the earth just big enough for her to take shelter in. As she’d leaned against the rock wall, trying to catch her breath and pray that whatever it was wasn’t chasing her…something crawled against her shoulder.”

In the same instance that Camphor spoke, Yuu would feel a weight on his shoulder.

Yuu was deadly silent during the rest of her retelling as she began to describe the feelings and abject terror in the girl's eyes, seeing fiends where there might have been just a mischievous Fairy type playing a prank on her. Pulling his arms from his pockets, he began to glower a little as he crossed his arms, nails digging into his coat as he slightly bore his canines. It wasn't just terror he felt from this point of the story, it was desperation. The girl dug too deep, much like him and... her.

Yuu began to reimagine his own burning lungs, his own tears, his own desperation that resembled the girl in the story... no, it was probably more apt to call the girl Camphor at this point. Even now he was haunted by those memories as his imagination overlapped the story with his own sordid past as he began gritting his own teeth. Even when he ran so far, it still managed to follow him here through this story.

No, no... it was just a story from her past... probably. Nothing more, nothing less. His own breathing had become hoarse as well and compounded with the weight he felt on his... shoulders...

Wait a minute, Jojo never clambered back onto his shoulders. "Damnit," Yuu hissed through his teeth. He let his guard down in that fleeting moment, the climax of this whole story and now there was someone or something on his shoulder. Yuu let out a dry sigh. He wasn't going to shy away from this as he arched his head behind him, glaring at whatever was on his shoulder with a deathly, piercing stare.

“Snnrrrrl?” Standing behind him, hand on his shoulder, was a Grimmsnarl. Not just an average Grimmsnarl either- this one was about as big as he was.

“Boy you have the lamest reactions.” Camphor said with an eye roll. “Anyways, there’s the answer to your question right there. Nix, show Yuu out of the lab now will you? I'm done playing fifty pointless questions.”

“Grrrim.” The Grimsnarrl proceeded to wrap its hand around Yuu’s waist and started to lift.

"Hey, it's not my fault your story s- WHA-?! HEY, HEY, WAI- WAI- WAIT, Yuu couldn't help but yelp in surprise as his face near instantly contorted from a stoic yet sullen visage to one of abject shock as his eyes widened as his his scowl shifted to a more startled frown as he felt his feet were... well, they were still touching the floor or rather dragging against it.

Still didn't stop him from struggling to break free from the Grimmsnarls bindings, pushing against their shoulder and even squirming in some vain attempt to wiggle out of their grip. "Uggh! This is... completely... unnecessary," Yuu exclaimed, wincing as he still tried to wriggle out of his vice grip, "I can show myself... out on my own! Nix does NOT!... have... to... do this!"

Yuu peered to the side, witnessing both how Jojo and Vivi were ready to throw down with the Pokemon that was just as big as him, with one lacking any sort of offensive or defensive abilities and the other being completely green to this whole situation. Jojo was imitating the stance Yuu took up from their earlier encounter and Vivi was whirring about, angrily shouting or rather buzzing and making electronic sounds that, in Pokemon speak, sounded like they were telling Nix to let Yuu go.

Yuu would soon find himself flung over Nix’s shoulder, upper body dangling from the large pokemon’s back. The Grimmsnarl completely ignored both Jojo and Vivi, their attacks doing little more than tickling the likely higher level pokemon. Yuu would find himself being carried along the path back to the reception hall, and then unceremoniously dumped by the Grimmsnarl right back on the other side of the reception desk.

Nix would subsequently leave and leave him back in the reception hall.

You’re in Camphor’s lab, but she’s probably not feeling very sociable right now.
The contest hall is currently holding a master-rank championship contest. Perhaps you could inquire how you could participate yourself.
The resort area is famous for its well, resort. Sandy, sunny beaches, amusement park, Casino…and gym. Its often considered the toughest gym in the region.
You can get to Route 1, Route 2, and Route 25 from Byjerlfal. Neither of the three routes are particularly dangerous. Frieda mentioned a cave system on Route 2.
Perhaps there could be something interesting in the Commercial district or the Industrial district.
You also saw a park on the way to the lab. Might be a good place to start, if you really wanted to stay in the city or avoid heading out, for a bit.

Pokémon:

• Dancing | Eevee | Level 5 | Anticipation | Pokéball
  Tackle, Tail Whip, Covet, Growl, Helping Hand, Sand Attack, Wish

Inventory: 2500p

5 x Pokéball
3 x Potion

1. Leave the Museum.
2. Explore the exhibits. Who knows, you might find something interesting.
3. The teacher seems to have lost a student…perhaps you could help find this kid.
4. Might could ask Lilian about what happened outside.
5. Random event (Want to bully the GM? Ask him to make a random encounter for you that isn’t any of the above or below. Quality will vary.)

1. Find pokemon (Specify if you’re looking for anything in particular or how you look)
2. Find trainers to battle (There might be a few people here looking to tussle, especially the sailors.)
3. The Resort and Commercial districts can be easily accessed from here. The residentials a bit of a walk.
4. Area Specific: The Wailords Rest is here. Seems to be a popular hole in the wall eatery. Popular among sailors. Some commotion can be heard from within.
5. Random event (Want to bully the GM? Ask him to make a random encounter for you that isn’t any of the above or below. Quality will vary.)

1. Find pokemon (Specify if you’re looking for anything in particular or how you look)
2. Find trainers to battle (Probably not hard to find other trainers to battle here of varying skill levels)
3. Train pokemon. (Skip the grind, and we get to the result. Tell me how you train and if you just grind wild mon or some other creative training)
4. Move along. (Don’t want to engage with anything and move quickly to the next destination? Go ahead, then. A few events may prevent this.)
5. Random event (Want to bully the GM? Ask him to make a random encounter for you that isn’t any of the above or below. Quality will vary.)
6. Area Specific: The white haired gal occasionally glances in your direction. Strike up a conversation? From the mildly impatient way she’s glancing at her phone, she might not be here for much longer.
7. Area Specific: There are a handful of fishermen along the river. Perhaps they might have something interesting.
8. You could always head back to Byjerlfal
9. Alternatively, you can access the Winding wood from here, and carrying on through route 1 will eventually lead you to Pines End.

Find pokemon (Specify if you’re looking for anything in particular or how you look)
Find trainers to battle (Probably not hard to find other trainers to battle here of varying skill levels)
Train pokemon. (Skip the grind, and we get to the result. Tell me how you train and if you just grind wild mon or some other creative training)
Move along. (Don’t want to engage with anything and move quickly to the next destination? Go ahead, then. A few events may prevent this.)
Random event (Want to bully the GM? Ask him to make a random encounter for you that isn’t any of the above or below. Quality will vary.)
Area Specific: There are a handful of fishermen along the river. Perhaps they might have something interesting.
You could always head back to Byjerlfal