Desmond cringed, glancing at the younger boy who had shouted his name. It was unnecessary in his opinion, but he didn't know what kind of person this 'Rudy' was, so he wouldn't really judge him on it. The Professor sure didn't, as he seemed indifferent about the volume. Desmond couldn't figure out if he was just being polite, or was used to the noise due to working in the lab. Even more reason to see how the place operated. 

"Well, I'm delighted to make your acquaintance, Rudy." Michael replied to the young boy, taking the loud tone more as excitement than any sort of awkwardness. A little liveliness never hurt anyone, right? Sure some people don't appreciate it, and Michael himself never was a very loud-speaking person, but it was understandable, none the less. He just hoped he could live up to any expectations the small boy might have.

The next one to speak up was a young woman that seemed to be older than the others somewhat. He listened to her words, before thinking of his reply. "Awhile, eh? Our doors are always open for trainers, even if we don't always have the time to explain as much as one might want. We provide basic services much like a Pokemon Center, though we do not have anyone as skilled in the medical department as a Pokemon Center would normally. I've been hoping to find a doctor that would care to stay and assist us at the lab, but I've had no luck." He said, shaking his held slowly. "But I'm sure we'll find someone before they'll truly be needed. Now then, what about you?" The Professor glanced at the last person in the group, seeming to be in the middle of the age range here. It didn't take long for him to get a response.

[B]"Oh, uh, my name is Jason. Jason Ashburn. I am from Kanto and it is a pleasure to meet you Professor."[/B]

"Aah, from Kanto? I hope you are enjoying Orre, even if it is a lot warmer around here." Michael was glad to have the introductions out of the way, so they could get into the thick of things. He took a moment to think of what to say, before speaking up once more. "Thank you all. Now that we've got that out of the way, I suppose we should start, yes? Follow me, if you'd please."

Turning, the Professor began walking. The doors opened, allowing him to enter the lab with what he hoped was the small group following him. The inside of the lab was much cooler than outside, which after the trip here, was probably something to appreciate. "We here at the Orre Pokemon Lab do what most Pokemon Labs in other regions do; study Pokemon. Also like the labs in other regions, we focus most of our work on a specific subject. For example, Professor Rowan of the Sinnoh Region focuses on Evolution. While Professor Elm of the Johto Region focuses on Pokemon Breeding." Michael could feel himself becoming more confident as he continued speaking. "Here, we focus on studying the emotions, the feelings, and treatment of Pokemon. It's a very interesting subject, as befriending Pokemon is a very enjoyable experience, and that is the most important part of the study. As some of you may know, there have been two terrible events in Orre's recent past, know as the Shadow Pokemon Epidemics. An organization by the name of Cipher used undisclosed methods to lock the hearts and emotions of Pokemon. These Pokemon became monsters, attacking anyone and anything they could get their hands on. It was truly terrifying for everyone involved."

Michael shivered a little at the memories of the Pokemon he encountered in the past. They were difficult for him and his team to bring down, and even when they did, catching them was still hard due to the pure anger inside of them. "Luckily, during the first Epidemic, a young man emerged from what almost seemed like thin air, damaging the criminal organization Team Snagem, as well as capturing all the Shadow Pokemon in Orre, in order to put an end to Cipher. After the defeat of the supposed leader of Cipher, Evice, we had five years of peace. During that time, my father and a brilliant man, Professor Krane, worked on a device to help against the possible threat of Shadow Pokemon in the future. They called it the 'Purification Chamber'. A device able to purify Shadow Pokemon easily, surely that'd stop Cipher in their tracks for good, eh? Sadly that wasn't true. I was twelve at the time, when the second epidemic began. Cipher appeared at this very lab, and kidnapped Professor Krane. He had treated me like a son since my father passed, and it was what set me to begin my own journey to stand up against those who would harm both the people and Pokemon of my home." 

Michael chuckled, stopping his tale. "But that's a story that is much too long for this tour. Needless to say though, everything turned out alright. After the second epidemic, I returned here, to the lab, and began studying Pokemon and the technology of the Purification Chamber. Sadly, years ago, Professor Krane passed away. He was the last person with any true knowledge of the machine, and that left me to figure out how to improve the purification process." He sighed, glancing down at the floor. "Even with all these years, not much progress has been made... We are still putting our effort into it, but he possibility of a breakthrough seems to be very small. Therefor we focus on the study of the emotions and treatment of Pokemon, to help find ways of naturally assisting Shadow Pokemon instead, even if it takes longer and is more dangerous for those involved. I befriended the Shadow Pokemon I encountered, and I'm positive that others can as well. It'll be helpful if we can provide information on how to do so carefully though, yes?"

Desmond had kept quiet, listening to the Professor carefully. He respected the studies, and had to admit this was more than he was expecting. A lab focused on how Pokemon were treated, and how certain species possibly reacted to one-another emotionally? A truly fascinating topic. He remained silent though, keeping his thoughts to himself. One thing was for sure, and that was everything he learned here, he was taking to heart. It was all fascinating to him, and he hoped to see some of the lab's work in action before the tour was over. Or afterwards.