[IC] Pokemon: Dream

[Pyromania99]

Isla and the Assistant

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."

[Rune_Alchemist]

Byjerlfal City, Camphor’s lab

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@XxFellsingxX@Savo@Thayr@Pyromania99 @Crimson Flame@Theyra@Bartimaeus@VitaVitaAR@Crusader Lord

“Better he runs around here than anywhere else.” Camphor grumbled, though still wearing her usual tired expression, seemed to perk up a bit. “You sure I couldn’t convince you to be a full time assistant?” Frieda was behind Camphor making an ‘x’ shape with her wrists and shaking her head briefly.

“But to answer your question…well, the easiest place to start is right here. Lots of pokemon consider Byjerlfal their home. Even have some ghost types that hang around at night if you know where to look.” She’d take a swig of the coffee. “But if you're looking for non-urban areas…Route one or two is a good starting place. Route one cuts directly through the nearby forest and straight through to Pines End. Lots of grass and bug types out there. Route two travels along the coast, eventually meeting up with routes four and five at the edge of the Eidda Plains.”

“Uhm, professor, what about that old manor?”

“No. If there’s one thing you guys listen to me on, don’t go into the Winding Wood or that manor. That place is not for novices - its dangerous out there. And if i find out you did and trust me, I will, you’re going to have to deal with a very angry midget scientist and nobody, not even me, wants that.”

“Ah, actually, that reminds me! Its not really marked well on maps since its not a major route but there’s a cave on the beaches of route two. You might be able to find some good pokemon there.” Frieda interjected.

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Habitat Forest
@PKMNB0Y

The Snivy flinched, giving a small cry of surprise as it was apparently seen. Its tail was quickly pulled behind the tree. A few long silent seconds passed before it poked its head back around, glancing at Richard with a small bit of apparent apprehension before quietly walking out from behind the tree. Richard had no way of knowing this, but the professor had been taking care of each pokemon here herself for quite some time. This Snivy was here, specifically, because it had been the runt of the litter so to speak - having been passed up for a starter time and time again for its seeming shyness.

The Snivy took a few apprehensive steps towards the trainer, hesitantly reaching out and taking the berry it had apparently been munching on earlier and…then offering it instead to Richard, seemingly wanting to share it.

Well, it had been relatively easy all things considered, and it would likely never be this easy again but for now it seemed at least, he had earned this Snivy's trust. Assuming he'd put it into the pokeball shortly afterwards....

Richard

Richard obtained a Snivy! Would you like to give the pokemon a nickname?

Level 5
Gender: Female
Ability: Contrary
Moves: Tackle, Leer,
Special moves: Glare
Nature: Timid

[Savo]

Yuu

Bjyerlfal City || Camphor's Lab => Camphor's Lab: The Habitat || Morning

Part 1 Yuu snorted as he gave the short guy with the Noibat a sidelong glance, crossing his arms shallowly nodding at the mutual assessment. Good, he was glad to see some semblance of rationality around here instead of the drivel that one imbecile managed to produce in less than thirty seconds and managed to break his intense focus on them as well. "Hm? Ah, sorry 'bout that Vivi, just... n'yeah," Yuu awkwardly murmured, scratching the side of his face as he acknowledged the Rotom's efforts whose gaze seemed downcast as it whirred worriedly for Yuu. Of course the duo were instantly shocked out of it by another chorus echoing his and the other purple-haired boys sentiment, instead shifting their focus over to the girl with vibrant green hair and an aura of decadence. As much as Yuu was an advocate for those with basic literacy working in this environment, he was involuntarily scowling over at the girl without even realizing it, his nose scrunching as his gaze darkened when falling upon her. Beneath his lips he was gritting his teeth the moment she disparaged the Aipom that her Sprigatito, named Verdue, was clearly trying to play with. This girl somehow had the worst aspects of Hearthome and Kalos mashed into one. Of course it was one insufferable person after the other. Vivi on the other hand instantly saw what was happening and gave a firm tug of Yuu's hair, causing the boy to wince a little this time as he glanced over to the Rotom-phone who finally stopped upon meeting its eyes. "Thanks," Yuu muttered under his voice as Vivi gave a whir of approval and seemed to sigh in relief. Yuu, however, couldn't help but groan, rolling his eyes as he buried his head into one of his hands and shook it. He was half-listening, half-ignoring the conversation between one of the trio who touted this environment as being a bit hostile, but considering the company, could she really blame Yuu? Regardless, the peppy girl with the Cottonee would go on to introduce themselves, the haughty girl with Verdue, and the tolerable yet... possibly narcoleptic girl with a relaxed Slakoth dozing away on her head. Yuu couldn't help but empathize with the latters plight, though he did raise an eyebrow at the comment over administrative pressure portion. Just as he was opening his mouth to press the Cottonee gal for more, the woman of the hour deigned to make her grand and unkempt appearance. Of course, the moment she opened her mouth was the moment she revealed her cantankerous yet to the point personality. At the very least her appearance was enough to make him temporarily forget about a handful of the hires, even managing to elicit a small chuckle out of Yuu through their exchange with the other assistant and the Impdimp known as Pix. Beyond that, Professor Camphor thankfully cut right to why they were here and essentially told everyone that wasn't those other three to follow her. Yuu duly obliged, pushing his thoughts on the other trainers to the back of his mind as he jutted his chin out as a way to urge Vivi to follow him. The Rotom-phone whirred and did a twirl before floating over with a knowingly sly smirk and giving him a small pat on the side of the head as it followed closely behind. As the duo congregated with the rest of the trainers Yuu's eyes couldn't help but drift to the giant red G that adorned the side of, as well as the signs signifying the other types of rooms. His eyes became affixed to myriads of signs, whether it was the Bio Labs or the Simulation Room, as he came to a short pause to stare. He couldn't help but ponder on what sorts of experiments occurred behind these closed doors and briefly remained glued to the spot as the multitudes of other trainers-to-be passed him by. It was only when Vivi began buzzing and whirring that he was awakened from his transfixed state, murmuring a soft "Thank you" to the Rotom-phone as he speed-walked to catch up with the rest of the group. Once he was caught up, he mostly kept a respectable distance, though he continued to stare at the different parts of the lab they all passed on by. Thankfully Vivi was there to continuously urge him onward and kept him from getting too distracted by the scenery. However the moment Professor Camphor spoke up, the gears in his head started turning as he felt his eyes almost shift to the back of his head, staring behind him. Where did that elevator they passed go? Did it lead to the simulation room or some other portion of that laboratory? What were the Habitats like, how many were there and what types of pokemon did they have? Did they uniquely change every so often to acclimate other types of pokemon? Did trainers who had special access to their place but also had to many pokemon spend time with the other pokemon? If they did did that impact research a bit and if so how? What was Eidda like, as well as- Yuu's musings came to a pause as he glance to his side. It took every fiber of his body not to press his face against the glass as his eyes shifted over the landscape. This was the Habitat? He couldn't help but be stupefied by this place and was unable to really continue on his thoughts as he swiftly followed the group after into the elevator. The scale was quite impressive, though thinking that felt like an understatement... but at the very least the Professor managed to directly answer some of his lingering thoughts. The elevator trip was relatively brief and the explanation that they were to catch their partners here was curious as he received a Pokeball from one of the assistants. As it was placed in his hand, Yuu couldn't help but squeeze the it for a moment as he felt his own heart pounding in his head. This was way different than battling with rental Pokemon at the school or even doing mock battles utilizing his Dad's partners. Yuu sighed as he felt a peculiar sense of warmth washing over him as he looked back up to observe more of the Habitat. He did recall giving a rather lukewarm answer on the type of Pokemon he was interested in... did she potentially tweak the environments a little to suit what they answer in the questionnaire? Yuu shook his head, even giving himself a small bap. Gods, now he was the one making stupid assumptions like that one dunce. With a sigh, Yuu whipped the Pokeball around in his hand, rolling it with enough speed to where it was spinning on the tip of his index finger. While his eyes lingered on the environment, his mind was elsewhere and was mentally pontificating what the Professor had said earlier. Yuu deftly popped the ball up with his finger and let it fall into the palm of his hand as he looked over to Professor Camphor, only to find one of the other trainers having the same idea. The young man silently shifted over listening in on the conversation as the young woman asked... a comparable question he had as well. Huh, guess a couple more had their heads screwed on straight... and that she might potentially have more questions. Hmm. Yuu strolled over to the group before pausing a couple of feet away, lingering nearby the trio as if he was some silent specter continuing their steadfast watch. He could spare a minute or two before heading out, his eyes flittering about as he noticed the Buneary began to plummet to the floor from their perch. While he was too far away to catch it, his body jolted on instinct as if to make the attempt anyways, only for such a gesture to be for naught. There he bore witness to some purple energy enveloping the Buneary, suspending the Pokemon in place before it began to float back upwards and was gingerly placed back on the girls shoulders. Hmm. Yuu had heard about psychic trainers, but never really witnessed any of their powers in person until today. Looking at his outstretched hand, he couldn't help but clench it into a fist and rub his fingers together nervously whilst keeping his own stoic composure. However what followed were a couple of answers that kept him firmly rooted in place and gave him a brief pause as his mind went on a rampage of ideas when told about the particulars, "I wonder... are there any abandoned places around the city? Perhaps a long deserted toy shop that could house a Mimikyu or Shuppet... maybe there are places Gastly congregate to hide out any rough winds and lure trainers in... perhaps there's an abandoned factory containing a Rotom?" Yuu couldn't help but glance over to Vivi for a minute, who was eagerly bouncing around and taking in the environment before continuing his thoughts, "Ah, but bug and grass types, how could I forget. Maybe I could also encounter some wandering Budew or even a Scyther... but there is also the coast as well... Azurill, Finizen, or even a Magikarp, though I could just go back down to the coast to catch a Tent-" And then the thoughts stopped. An old manor? Yuu couldn't help but feel his body tense up, his jaw clenching as he tightly squeezed the pokeball to the point where if he tried to squeeze even further he felt like he could accidentally break the thing with his vice grip. "An... old manor, in a place known as the Winding Woods." Those thoughts ran on repeat, like a broken record, and even the excitable Vivi ended up noticing Yuu's sudden shift and worriedly floated over to try and break him from that hyper-focused trance. But once more it was for naught, but on the positive side it was unnecessary as Yuu broke out of it on his own, clearing his throat and murmuring an apology to Vivi for worrying them. "Alright then Vivi, enough of us gawking. Lets go find our new friend." There was a strange amount of vigor in his steps, a sense of renewed, yet empty determination resonated in his eyes as he marched forward into the Habitat with Vivi. Part 2 Yuu felt a change in the artificial air the instant he took a couple of steps into the temperate environment, as he looked around the small grassy plains, if it could even be called that. There were multitudes of Pokemon frolicking out in the open, either playing with others or scarfing down a meal. He couldn't help but take in the environment, observing each of the Pokemon and their daily actions, whether it was catching a couple of Combees out of the corner of his eyes darting between the foliage of the false forest, to a Teddiursa leading a pack of baby Pokemon into the forest, and even Slowpoke fishing all while a Shelder loomed nearby. Yuu sighed. He really, really didn't want to disrupt the seemingly tranquil times these Pokemon were having, but on the other hand he did have to find a partner... wonder if there was a Cleffa or Abra nearby. He squinted back at the group, counting each of the head of the baby Pokemon the Teddiursa was leading... Igglybuff, Happiny, Togepi... no Cleffa though. Still, could always try to approach them, or maybe... Aha! An Abra! Yuu whipped his head as he noticed a floating yellow Pokemon out of the corner of his eye. Maybe that could be his partner? The purple-haired boy slowly began to approach the Abra as Vivi floated nearby, watching in anticipation as Yuu waved to the creature with an awkward smile with a hand in his bag, "So uh-" Before he could even finish saying anything, let alone pull out some food he had brought along to potentially feed his partners, the yellow Pokemon had warped away to some other part of the Habitat, deflating Yuu almost instantly with a solemn, "Oh." However that didn't deter Yuu too much as he gazed around for another Pokemon he could attempt to befriend. Taking a couple of steps towards the beach, the tall young man, continued to observe the vicinity as he glanced back over to the Slowpoke. The creature, despite its rather oblivious nature, seemed to notice the young man approaching them... before deciding to go take a swim. Vivi couldn't help but whir in confusion at the way all these pokemon were acting towards Yuu, with the latter having a small sweat droplet as he took notice of how his own appearance had distorted the way myriads of pokemon around him were acting. "Please tell me I'm not intimidating the pokemon..." He might of been a little. Yuu knew most pokemon could somewhat read people, but he didn't expect to trigger a visceral flight reaction from most of the ones around him, even watching as a Krabby and Corpish scuttle out of the path he was seemingly taken. He let out a stiff chuckle, "Hm... lets try up there Vivi," Yuu flicked a finger in the direction of the rocky alcove he saw earlier, a hill that was meant to simulate a mountain. Of course, while there was an easy path to get up there that he took note of... "Hup!" Yuu opted to climb it instead. The side wasn't too steep and was relatively easy to traverse, though he could of just taken the path that lead from the forest instead. Grasping another rock, Yuu pulled himself up and over the ledge, steadying himself on the semi-uneven terrain as he stood back up and looked back down from where he came. Though when he shifted his eyes back to the vicinity this place seemed even more sparsely populated. He would of expected to see a Geodude, Machop, or even a Skiddo from the forest, but no. It strangely seemed abandoned and yet when Yuu analyzed the place, he took note that most of the pokemon that left to plain area were back and even the sandy shores of the false beach seemed a little more lively. Yuu huffed. He didn't mean to scare them all away and yet... "Vivi, lets... take a short break." The Rotom-phone whirred and buzzed, befuddled at Yuu's supposed need to rest; it knew the boy had more energy than this as he saw him lean up against a wall and began musing silently about their next move. He wasn't one to give up, but maybe he'd need a different approach, otherwise he'd be stuck here all day, unintentionally intimidating some of the Pokemon and disrupting the current order of the place. Maybe he could head back to ask about any braver Pokemon lurking around the habitats from Professor Camphor, or maybe- "Rio?" Yuu nearly jumped out of his skin, with Vivi nearly jumping out of its phone as they both stared down at who made that noise: a lone Riolu. The pokemon looked up with a look of awe as it tugged on the side of Yuu's pants. Yuu cleared his throat, and awkwardly smiled at the little Pokemon before giving it a stiff wave, "Uh, hey there little guy, I'm Yuu." The little Pokemon broke away from his pants. What was he- "Rio! Riolululu! Riri!" The Riolu exploded in joy, bouncing around and waving at the not only Yuu, but Vivi as well, the latter of which giving a much less stiff, but equally friendly introduction. The Riolu couldn't help but get up on the tips of its toes as it looked at what Yuu presumed was the 'strange floating creature' that was his phone. Shifting through his bag, Yuu pulled out a couple of nuts and berries and outstretched his hand to the overly friendly Riolu. The pokemon instantly noticed the food, shifting its attention to Yuu's hand as it began snarfing down the mixed assortment of fruit and nuts to its delight. The young man couldn't help but take a short breath in as he reached a hand out towards Riolu to pet him, only for the pokemon to push its own hand out, surprising Yuu. Much more surprising was that it was sharing some of the berries and nuts Yuu had brought along as well, looking up at him with stuffed cheeks, "Ri ri!" The Riolu insisted Yuu take some and attempted to share it with the young man. He couldn't help but stay still for a moment, basking in the adorable friendliness of the Riolu as he murmured "Th-thank you" to the pokemon, taking a handful of his own berries and nuts and eating some. Bitter, yet sweet. The Riolu attempted to do the same thing with Vivi, insisting it take some of the food, only for Yuu to wave them off, "Err, Vivi isn't exactly able to eat solids like that... well, most Rotom aren't able to anyways I believe." The Rotom-phone nodded in agreement, shaking his head before pointing its antenna over to Yuu. The Riolu's eyes glittered in wonderment with its mouth slightly agape, nodding at such a thing before swapping back over to sharing the remaining food with Yuu once again. Yuu chuckled, instead reaching a hand over to pet and scritch the Riolu's head a bit before taking the food. "Thank you," Yuu's gaze softened a little as he felt his body begin to relax as he gently smiled back at the Riolu who seemed to reciprocate with a huge toothy smile of his own. This was... nice, though he wasn't sure if he really deserved something like this, or potentially even a partner like this, if the Riolu wanted to even be his partner. Speaking of, Yuu began to rise up from his seating, on the rocky road, stretching both his arms as he slip his relatively large satchel off to the side with a soft 'plumpf.' The Riolu couldn't help but wonder what was going on as he nibbled on the rest of his snack, watching as Yuu took off his stylistically-worn jacket and folded it up as delicately as he could before placing it down on top of his back. Then he shined a smile at the Riolu and gestured for the small Pokemon to follow after him, which they decided to oblige with a bright yet loud "Riolu," standing up and traipsing over with a little hop in their step. "I'm sure you've had a couple of fun little sparring matches with other fighting types around her, am I wrong?" The Riolu paused, hopping down in place as it pondered for a moment before performing a few little punches, as well as a couple of kicks and quick dashes and hops before back flipping and landing on its two front teeth with a gleeful look on his face and both of its arms stretched upwards, as if to say 'tada,' or rather "Ri riiiiiii!" Yuu couldn't help but giggle at such actions before he flashed his canines at the Riolu, smiling back at him before punching his fist against the palm of his hand, "So you have, well if that's the case..." Yuu took up a fighting stance, planting his feet firmly on the ground and raised up his arms, "Care to indulge me in a little play fight?" Yuu studied the small Pokemon as it took its own fighting stance as well, noticing the small jitters and slight bounce in his step, with his ears flopping to the rhythm of said bounces. He was excited. With a wry smirk, Yuu urged his smaller opponent to come hither and make the first strike to which the Riolu obliged. The purple haired boy kept his eye on the Riolu as he began bouncing, hopping and dashing around to close the distance before getting close enough before unleashing a blinding burst of speed. Yuu barely had enough time to react to the kick the Riolu was throwing as he quickly put an arm up to block the attack. He felt a small sting against his forearm as he protected himself from assault, smiling to himself, "Quick Attack." Rapidly flicking his arm out, he launched the small Pokemon back, who began to skid against the ground, slowing its push back before looking back up to Yuu. Yuu saw the way its eyes shifted, studying and scrutinizing him... that... did the Pokemon read his aura, his emotions when approaching him? Yuu had little time to muse on this as the Riolu continued the offensive, launching himself back at Yuu. Yuu then proceeded to deftly swinging his leg out, going full throttle at the approaching Pokemon. Just as he predicted the Riolu wasn't able to dodge the sweep, causing him to topple and roll towards Yuu as he continued to pivot around. However, just as Yuu was nearing a full rotation he noticed something out of the corner of his eye. Riolu was already hopping up towards him, as if they had recovered from the leg sweep. His eyes widened. Yuu had no time to block as he awkwardly leaned to the side and held an arm up, just barely dodging their attack but stumbling a little from the awkward stance he was in. "He used Feint whilst in my blind spot to make up for me tripping him... clever!" While the attack had missed, Riolu landed on the ground and quickly pivoted around to face Yuu. While he was quickly trying to regain his balance, the Pokemon was staring at him with a determined, toothy smile as their fists began to glow a bright, silvery-blue hue. Yuu had little time to react as the Pokemon shot forward like a speeding bullet towards him, and could only really raise his hand up to catch the fist as he felt the back of his hand thump against his chest. "So you know an egg move, huh? I... see." Yuu lightly chuckled to himself, closing his eyes as he gripped the Riolu's paw, locking the Pokemon in place as he dug his heels as best he could and endured the Bullet Punch. Before the Riolu could even react, Yuu wrapped his other arm around the Pokemon and brought him into a tight hug as he let go of the paw he was holding onto and proceeded to then wrap his other arm around the Pokemon. "Rio?!" Riolu couldn't help but yelp out in confusion at what was going on and took them a second to realize that the fight was essentially over. "Sorry for going a little hard on you buddy, but... you had a little bit of fun, right?" Yuu glanced over to the Pokemon who looked to still be processing what was going on before screeching a cheerful "Rio rio, riolu" into his ear before doing their best to wrap their little paws around Yuu's chest. Yuu fell to the ground, sitting there whilst still hugging the little Pokemon. There were myriads of emotions welling up in this moment as he involuntarily began to smile. Joy, guilt, happiness, doubt. There was a warm, yet pained feeling in his chest as he closed his eyes and basked in the moment. As much as he relished this memory, at the same time he couldn't completely enjoy it. Did he even deserve something like this? His mind wondered, yet his body told another story. He was happy; a bittersweet happiness, but nonetheless, happy. In the midst of their embrace, Vivi was flittering about the vicinity, buzzing worriedly as it hurried to find someone, anyone to capture this moment. It had managed to go into camera mode via bumping into Yuu while he wasn't aware to activate it, but was unable to take the photograph itself. The Rotom-phone seemed to have some regret of being unable to capture a bit of Yuu and the Riolu's epic clash, or at the very least epic to it, but it could try to capture the tender moment. It felt Yuu would appreciate it, yet it was on a short amount of time as in panickedly looked around, whirring, buzzing, calling out to anyone or anything to simply hit the button to take a picture of this moment with their new friend. They would probably float to the first recognizable person or even Pokemon and lead them to the scene before urging them to take a photo. Part 3, Guest Starring Jill and Aster! From her perch up in the treetops, Aster had been observing all the various Pokemon in the area, with particular interest in those who were meeting up with their human partners for the first time. She had been eying up the snivy down below when Jill eventually caught up to her. "There you are!" the girl said, climbing up so she was now side-by-side with the Aipom. "You really need to stop running off like that." When the Aipom didn't make a response, Jill gave a loud sigh and instead tried to hone in on what she was looking at. However, something else ended up catching her eye, as she caught a glimpse of one of the trainers embracing a Riolu. Her expression immediately softened from exasperated to adoration and she let out a small "Awww", which then got Aster's attention. However, as the Aipom followed her gaze, she noticed something other than the trainer and his Pokemon: a little Rotom-phone floating awkwardly in the air. Aster immediately jumped down from the tree and started making her way towards the phone, causing Jill to give an alarmed shout. "Aster, wait a sec!" she called, jumping down after her. Aster didn't even glance round, running on all fours towards Vivi and attempted to snatch her out of the air with her tail-hand. The Rotom-phone was abuzz with excitement the moment it spotted a small purple monkey running towards them. Vivi began to float towards the phone, attempting to communicate with the Pokemon as it floated downwards and closer to its grip to explain the situation as it heard someone else call out to the Aipom as it clambered up the rocky road at breakneck speed. The moment it hopped up and attempted to grasp them was when Vivi realized too late that they weren't going to listen. The phone whirred in surprise as it was plucked out of the sky by their tail hand and was now gritting its electronic teeth as it began angrily whirring and buzzing with irritation as it was smothered between its paws, going between demanding and asking the purple monkey to let it go and listen to them for a second. Aster didn't seem all that bothered by Vivi's whirring and started turning the phone over in his paws, accidentally clicking on the camera button and taking a few random - likely blurry - pictures in the process. Vivi was squirming to get out of the little monkey's singular hand, chirping and buzzing for it to stop and listen to them as it continued taking random photos of the Habitat and not photos of what really mattered. While it did feel like it was getting a little loose, the Aipom's vice grip was enough to the point where it wished it could utilize a Thunder Shock like it was normally able to before it became Yuu's phone. Alas the only thing it could really do was buzz out expletives and whir in a desperate attempt to get the Aipom's attention. While it did seem for naught, it caught wind of someone else approaching. While they were unable to discern the more intricate details, they saw they were short, a girl, and had a whole lot of green, though the latter could just be attributed to the treeline from how much they were spinning. Vivi was abuzz as it whirred loudly, calling out to the approaching person to save them from this mischievous little monkey. While Aster was distracted, Jill was very easily able to sneak up behind her and scoop up the troublesome Pokemon. "Gotcha!" she said, grasping the Aipom against her chest in something between a grapple and a hug. It took her a moment to realize that the Pokemon was holding something and, while holding Aster against her chest with one arm, she used her free hand to yoink the Rotom-phone out of her grasp. "What's this?" she said, holding it up to her face and squinting at it. Her grandparents had never trusted her with a phone of her own, so this technology was somewhat alien to her. The muffled Rotom-phone let out a cry of relief as it was released from its captor, only to find itself within the clutches of another once again, this time it was that one girl they saw sprinting towards the Aipom. Vivi had to collect themselves after being rolled around and around in the monkey's paw, its eyes swirling for a little bit before it began to strangely budge a little in Jill's hand, as if shaking its head. Whirring once more, the Rotom-phone buzzed and chirped in a more blithe manner now that it wasn't being poke-handled by a mischievous monkey. While Vivi did make an attempt to communicate with the human to let it go through strange sounds and electronic noise, they were also attempting to wriggle out of Jill’s hands, rushing even. Jill blinked in surprise as she sensed the strange device in her hand making sounds and trying to wriggle free of her grasp. "Oh sorry!" she said and immediately released the phone. As Jill released Vivi, the Rotom-phone flew up a couple of feet as if popping out of her hands from being squeezed too hard. Floating high above the duo, Vivi blinked for a minute as it shook itself off and sighed in relief as it began gliding downwards. Turning back around to face the young lady so she just wasn't staring at a camera screen, the Rotom-phone displayed its face and smiled widely at her, electronically sounding off a thank you for letting them go before bouncing and basically doing its best to emulate a wave. Of course, they briefly turned around to glance at Yuu and the Riolu before twirling back around and forming and o with their mouth and combined the static and whirring sounds to make a rather scuffed ssshhhh sound, hopefully indicating what it wanted. Following that it bobbed its head in the direction of Yuu and the Riolu, doing its best to try and indicate that they wanted Jill to follow them. Jill blinked in surprise as the phone floated out of her hand and revealed itself to have a face. She didn't seem to be too startled or afraid, just... bemused almost. It was at this point Aster was starting to get tired of being held and started struggling in her grip, so Jill let go, allowing the Aipom to land on the ground on all fours and start dusting herself off. Jill didn't pay her any heed and instead started making her way after the Rotom-phone. Suddenly the Rotom-phone came to a stop, buzzing silently as it did a twirl around to look back over to Jill as it did so. Vivi then proceeded to then make a small gesture over to Yuu and the Riolu, pointing its antenna directly at the duo as it proceeded to flip itself back around and onto its side, exposing its screen. However, instead of rolling through the Aipom's tail and capturing pictures of its singular hand now it could do what it actually wanted. On the screen it displayed the duo still locked in their hug, but at a much closer range than normal, no doubt as a result of Aster rolling Vivi through their hand, making it an unknown but potentially happy little accident to the trio whenever Yuu learned of the photo. Beyond that there was also a small button on the screen as well which seemed ripe for the pressing. Vivi did its best to explain what to do from this distance through its buzzes and whirs, doing its best to try and ask Jill to press the button; they even went as far as to angle their phone-body in a certain way to draw her eye to it before pulling itself back up. Jill looked blankly from the phone to the boy hugging the Riolu, and then back again. Anyone watching could almost imagine the cogs turning in her head as she tried to figure out what Vivi wanted from her, and when it seemed to finally dawned on her, it was like a little light bulb going off in her brain. With a smile, she pressed the button to take the picture. The moment Vivi felt the young lady's finger press against their screen made its circuits relax, as well as nearly made it ring, struggling to contain its excitement. While Jill couldn't see it it was widely smiling from its front as it floated a couple of inches away before rapidly twirling around in the air before stopping at staring at the girl. Readjusting itself, the phone floated back upright, making its joy even more evident as it did a small, levitating jig as it hopped to one side and to the other before doing a soft enough jingle with the sound system that more than likely wouldn't disrupt Yuu or ruin the moment with their presence. Regardless, Vivi kept smiling at Jill as it gently buzzed and nodded, as if thanking the girl before waving its body like a hand before floating back over to the vicinity of Yuu and the Riolu.

Trainer Information || Yuu Nozomu Pokémon N/A Pokédollars 000.001.000P Inventory x1 Potion Interactions GM | @Rune_Alchemist Clarissa | @Crusader Lord Jill & Aster | @XxFellsingxX

[Rune_Alchemist]

Byjerlfal City, Camphor’s lab

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@XxFellsingxX@Savo@Thayr@Pyromania99 @Crimson Flame@Theyra@Bartimaeus@VitaVitaAR@Crusader Lord@PKMNB0Y

“Hmm…” Camphor quickly checked the time on her phone, frowning lightly before shaking her head. “Okay, times up! Everyone get your butts back over here!” Camphor shouted to everyone present. “Hope you did everything you wanted to here, cuz we’re done. Just one more thing i need to give everyone. Frieda?”

“Right, professor here.” Frieda got everyone's attention. “So, something the Professor has been working tirelessly on to help prepare everyone is a special type of pokedex.” The assistant would pull several sleek, green and black objects from a bag she was carrying. Smooth, rectangular and about the size of the palm of one's hand but about an inch thick. “It can scan pokemon from a fair distance, and has a near permanent uplink to the database here at the professors lab, and comes with a bunch of other functions. Weather, map, functions as a phone - and a direct line to Camphor if you need her for anything.”

“Please hesitate to call me. In fact, don’t even think about it.”

“E-erm well, it also has a virtual assistant that can and should help assist you with any questions and be able to answer most things on the fly. Its an incredibly robust system I helped create so I hope its useful to you all.”

“Its also programmed with your trainer IDs, and will function as a Level 1 Research ID. That is, you can freely access the lab and anywhere on the Ground floor here in the lab and a few other labs across Eidda.” Camphor interjected. “The lab in Mireth comes to mind as well as the Mexatus Institute. It has box access and we can remotely give you your pokemon at any point, supposing the connection is good enough. Don’t go to some powerfully electromagnetically charged area or super far underground, or extremely rural area and expect it to work. Essentially, anywhere with wireless access it should work. Now if everyone would register your devices, Frieda or Camilia can help once you do-”

Richards’ device was the first to spring to life.

A little chibi of someone that looked suspiciously like Camphor popped up on screen along with a bevy of information regarding his recently acquired pokemon.

@PKMNB0Y

Snivy

Received 1,500p!

”Pokemon Successfully registered.

Snivvy, the grass snake pokemon. A pokemon characterized by its small arms, stubby feet, and leaf-like tail. Often proud in nature, they are commonly seen around lightly forested fields and Eidda grasslands. A popular choice for starting pokemon, if a trainer can handle their attitudes. I find them to be a bit insufferable.

This one has no special attributes, but seems to have inherited an egg move from a parent.

The process would repeat for everyone present as they registered and turned on the devices.

@XxFellsingxX

Aipom

Received 1,500p!p

”Pokemon Successfully registered.

Aipom, the long tail pokemon. A mischievous pokemon that lives in the jungles around the more tropical regions of Eidda. Quick witted and troublesome, they like playing pranks on people and pokemon alike making them little more than a nuisance sometimes. One ran off with some important research data once. Have still yet to find it.

This one has no special attributes, but seems to have inherited an egg move from a parent.

@Savo

Riolu

Received 1,500p!p

”Pokemon Successfully registered.

Riolu, the Emanation pokemon. Found in caves and spartan mountains, the diminutive pokemon has a special ability to read and see emotions. Often found training to better themselves and oftentimes challenging pokemon much stronger than themselves. A favorite of trainers with steadfast principles and a loyal pokemon through and through. They’re kind of annoying, in my opinion.

This one has no special attributes, but seems to have inherited an egg move from a parent.

@Thayr

Eevee

Received 1,500p!p

”Pokemon Successfully registered.

Eevee, the evolution pokemon. A peculiar pokemon with an unstable genetic code. Their surprisingly dense, yet fluffy fur protects them even from the harshest environments and they can be found across Eidda in unexpected places, though fields tend to be the most common sightings of these timid pokemon. I’m a fan of Glaceon myself.

This one has no special attributes, but seems to have inherited an egg move from a parent.

@Crimson Flame

Ralts

Received 1,500p!p

”Pokemon Successfully registered.

Ralts, the Feeling Pokemon. A timid pokemon that can sense people's emotions, often hiding if it senses negative feelings. They are particularly difficult to find because of it, and its said only those pure of mind and heart can find them easily. They are often found deep within the forests on Eidda’s eastern coast where many similar pokemon also gather. I’d ask if I can hug it, but Ralts tend to avoid me.

This one has no special attributes, but seems to have inherited an egg move from a parent.

@Theyra

Noibat

Received 1,500p!p

”Pokemon Successfully registered.

Noibat, the Sound Wave pokemon. A pokemon often found within caves alongside other cave dwelling species such as Zubat and Woobats. Has fine control over the sound waves it emits, which it uses as a form of echolocation to hunt and scavenge for its favorite berries. Apples tend to be a favorite of its, especially those that Applin also tends to live in. Keep that noise creature out of my research lab, thanks.

This one has no special attributes, but seems to have inherited an egg move from a parent.

@Bartimaeus

Zorua

Received 1,500p!p

”Pokemon Successfully registered.

Zorua, the Tricky Fox pokemon. A pokemon that has the ability to naturally make and form illusions using a mix of special reflective properties of its fur and latent psychic ability. Often likes playing pranks and causing minor mischief, but is overall a good natured pokemon. Rarely seen in the wild, however.

This one has no special attributes, but seems to have inherited an egg move from a parent.

@VitaVitaAR

Tyrunt

Received 1,500p!p

”Pokemon Successfully registered.

Tyrunt, the Roal Heir pokemon. A pokemon that was common in ancient times, revived with modern technology. It typically has a violent, selfish, but also somewhat babyish disposition desiring to be pampered and will pout if it does not get its way and often becoming enraged. As expected, this pokemon can not be found in the wild.

This one has no special attributes, but seems to have inherited an egg move from a parent.

@Crusader Lord

Buneary

Received 1,500p!p

”Pokemon Successfully registered.

Buneary, the Rabbit Pokemon. A friendly pokemon commonly found in forests. Its ears are surprisingly strong and is often a method which it uses to defend itself and attack with, by rolling them up and uncoiling them with force. Possess extremely good hearing.

This one has no special attributes, but seems to have inherited an egg move from a parent.

“Congratulations on your first payday. Don’t get used to it being so easy. Here.”

Camphor personally handed everyone five pokeballs and two potions each! Including Camilia! Wait-

“By the way Camilia, you’re heading out too. You’ll be my field agent.”

Camilia was handed a pokeball containing an Alolan Vulpix

Alolan Vulpix

Received 1,500p!p

”Pokemon Successfully registered.

Vulpix, the Fox Pokemon. A regional variant of Vulpix hailing from Alola. Not seen in Eidda or anywhere else in the world, they can’t typically be found in the wild. Its fur constantly emits a cool chill and small crystals of ice upon its body. Extremely fluffy and cuddly. Speaking from personal experience.

This one has no special attributes, but seems to have inherited an egg move from a parent.

“Alright, that’s it. You’re all free to go from here.” Camphor yawned, passing an empty coffee mug to Frieda and completely ignoring any protests Camilia might be having. “Feel free to hang around the lab, I guess. Just don’t bother me or go into restricted areas. I’ll be in the observation area if anyone has any more questions. Frieda, go give those other three the pokedex will you?”

“Y-you really should do it yourself professor…”

“Don’t wanna. I’d ask everyone stay out of the habitat for now though. We’ll be moving some more pokemon in here in a little bit.”

“U-Uhm,. Well, as long as no one has anything else…you can follow me to the reception area.”

Well, that was that. Everyone had everything they needed now. Five pokeballs each, some more cash, and a new partner pokemon for some of you…so…what would you all do, then?

Some actions/locations you could go to

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.

[Thayr]

Isla Gill

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Location: Byjerlfal City, Camphor’s Lab
Mentions: N/A

Listening to Frieda as she went over the various functions of the special type of Pokédex, Isla briefly caught herself nodding before remembering the weight on her shoulder. He hadn’t even been there for ten minutes and already it just felt…normal. Natural. It just was. Snorting to herself on that, it seemed that Dancing wouldn’t really be woken up by much at all. Heck, he hadn’t been when the professor felt the need to yell them back in, of all things. Well that’d be good. She focused back on the assistant, all the different things that ‘dex seemed to be able to do. Weather, map, phone, scanning Pokémon at a distance, that was…well, that last one was good. Isla had already gotten her hands on a map and she was reasonably sure her phone could give weather already, and the new Pokédex didn’t have all of her favorite music, but it was better than nothing.

Of course, then she went over the other uses. A virtual assistant…what would that do, exactly? What would she expect it to do? Maybe…offer advice? Maybe detect hiding Pokémon? And it was a “Level 1 Research ID”...somehow that didn’t sound like it would work for anything outside of the labs. Mireth and the Mexatus Institute, though, those were locations to remember. Maybe when she finally got over there, those researchers would have more information on whatever…particular things were there. Isla wasn’t exactly sure about that, either. Surely they did some of their own research, though, and didn’t also just send-off kids to catch Pokémon for study. Surely.

Getting one of the Pokédexes handed to her, she felt it heft down just the tiniest bit. It was lighter than she expected, for how thick it altogether was, but the item definitely wasn’t like one of her family’s drawing pads back home. It was maybe the size of…someone else’s palm, not Isla’s, green and black in a contrast that somehow slightly evoked the imagery of forests and their shadows. She watched some of the others click theirs on before doing the same and a little avatar appeared on the screen…a tiny, tiny little Professor Camphor with funny proportions. It read-off a bit of information on Eevee, as well as a more personal comment at the end, and that seemed pretty standard between all of the other people. Soon after, she was handed even more Pokéballs and some Potions, Professor Camphor already saying that they were free to go and offloading whatever remaining work she had on Frieda before being led by that same Frieda into the reception area. Nice.

Following her into the reception area, one hand absentmindedly petting at the fringes of hair on her still-slumbering little Eevee, Isla looked around for just a moment. A tension seemed to be there before she decided to, finally, break it. After all…she really, really did want to get out and into the wild, or rather as wild as one could find just outside. “So who else will be going out of the city?”

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Pokémon | Inventory

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

[VitaVitaAR]

She couldn't believe her eyes.

But there was no denying it.

Of course, it wasn't as if she was unaware of the process through which fossil Pokemon could be revived as living examples of their species. It wasn't exactly a common, everyday thing, but no-one with any knowledge of extinct Pokemon would be unaware of the fact it was a possibility.

Still, knowledge of the process and actually seeing it were two different things entirely.

Beyond that, not just seeing one alive, but also... also...

This Tyrunt was hers! It was her partner!

Sophie thought she'd never have a Pokemon of her own, even when her health had reached a point where it was at least likely she'd have a normal lifespan. And certainly, she was aware that she'd have a Pokemon after she was approved to be part of this project, but knowing it was going to happen and the actual experience were entirely different.

On top of that, the fact it's a Tyrunt...!

As soon as she'd actually gotten her into the Pokeball, she immediately let her back out again. It was for the best, really, not just because she wanted to get a good look at a living, breathing Tyrunt, but also because the aforementioned Pokemon seemed quite miffed about being put inside a Pokeball in the first place.

She'd have to think of a name. She had to.

But first...

"Thank you!"

Sophie called out to Professor Camphor, waving her hands in the air.

"Thank you thank you thank you! She's beautiful! She's awesome!"

The small girl gestured excitedly to her Tyrunt, who appeared to pick up on the fact she was being praised almost immediately and went from the nearest thing it could manage to a pout to practically radiating smug energy.

"Did you know?! Did you know?! Did you know that Tyrunt already has sufficient bite force to tear through a car, even at this juvenile stage?! Also, the muted colors are theorized to help young Tyrunts better blend into the surroundings to avoid danger and, for older Tyrunts, ambushing their prey! Ah, and did you know it's likely that Tyrauntrum in the wild was a social predator?! And did you know-"

If someone didn't stop her, it was likely she'd collapse from sheer enthusiasm.

@Rune_Alchemist

[FujiwaraPhoenix]

Richard Evans

Byjerlfal City — Camphor's Lab

Once the Snivy in front of him chose to both accept and return his gesture of goodwill, the young man couldn't help but smile. if anything, the fact that the Pokemon in front of him was notably less arrogant than he might have expected was striking on its own, now that he had seen it in person.

How that would pan out remained to be seen, of course, but for the moment that basic level of trust was good enough for him. Hopefully it would grow in a positive way in the days to come, at least.

Splitting the berry he was given in half and returning the bitten portion to the Snivy, Richard pulled out the Pokeball he had been given with his free hand and held the button out towards the Pokemon in front of him. The Snivy, half-eaten and half-split berry in hand, seemed to hesitate for a moment before placing one arm out to push the button. One red flash of light later, and the grass snake Pokemon had disappeared within.

"That went a lot better than I had expected it to," the young man finally said, the tension in his body finally releasing as he let out a sigh of relief. "All right, then... I suppose a nickname is in order, huh? Guess I'll figure that out once we're done with all the formalities and hit the field."

After stashing his new partner's ball away, Richard promptly returned to where Camphor and the others were waiting and, without any further (apparent) interruptions, promptly received the Pokedex and other goods from the professor. The young man responded with a curt 'thank you' after everything was in hand and, after shunting everything relevant into his backpack, glanced at the actual machine he had been handed. While the question as to why they were being given dedicated hardware for data collection did cross his mind briefly, reiterating the question promptly nipped it in the bud. The quip about Snivies in general wasn't anything too outlandish to him—they were somewhat well known in Unova as well, after all—but what caught his attention was the fact that it had an egg move.

Something to reference later as well, then.

Once he had retrieved his luggage from where he had left it, Richard quietly followed behind Frieda as she led the group back to reception before he realized that the excitement had left him more than eager to simply strike out.

But first, of course, came the matter of handling his bags. As nice as it might be to bring all of his clothes everywhere, Richard had no proper desire (or the physical prowess) to be able to drag more than his backpack around for the next who-knew-how-long.

The prompt gushing of the white-haired girl next to him about her new partner, though, had given Richard a mild shock. He had expected people to be enthusiastic about being able to head out into the world, but she seemed more excited to actually have her partner in the first place.

Maybe excessively so, though.

"You're sure fired up about this, huh?" he interjected, a slight smile on his face. "Can't say I don't understand, though. I assume that your gushing means that your partner's a Tyrunt, then? Might be a good idea to get some empirical evidence if you're so gung-ho about your new friend. Wouldn't recommend trying to actually tear through someone's car, though. No way the professor's going to bail you out for something like that."

After making that little joke, though, Richard glanced back at where his Snivy's Pokeball was attached before glancing back towards the rest of the group.

"That being said, though, I think I'll hold off on diving into the field for a bit," he remarked, considering the matters at hand for a few seconds before shrugging his shoulders. "Need to shove what I have here into storage and pick up some supplies before heading out. If anyone else wants to tag along, though, I wouldn't mind the company."

@Thayr@VitaVitaAR

[Crusader Lord]

Clarissa Ryte

Camphor's Lab, Byjerfal City

“Better he runs around here than anywhere else.” Camphor grumbled, though still wearing her usual tired expression, seemed to perk up a bit. “You sure I couldn’t convince you to be a full time assistant?” Frieda was behind Camphor making an ‘x’ shape with her wrists and shaking her head briefly.

She got the feeling Freida was trying to be her metaphorical lifeline, that and she felt the idea of 'make the psychic girl bring me coffee with her MIND' felt very Camphor-y on second thought. That or becoming a target for the Impidimp....or Sir Lopsalot doing something to the Impidimp for that matter. Or worse! Maybe. She had no idea if that sort of stuff would be the potential case for her as an assistant, but she wasn't taking any chances. So politely, the girl shook her head side to side to reject the last-second repeat offer.

"No thank you, Professor, I'll be fine as things stand."

Though from there things seemed to wrap up well enough. The trainers getting their first Pokemon would congregate back eventually, the Professor would try to get them out of her lab and on the road, etc. There was also a warning about an abandoned manor house, which was concerning but curiosity-sparking at the same time, and they would get a quite interesting sort of Pokedex. Came with Lab ID and everything! Not to mention it would ping off about Sir Lopsalot the moment she booted it up and registered it, electronic voice and mini chibi Camphor (seemed happier than the real one in her eyes) ringing in her ears and moving on the screen as she listened to Freida explain its functions. Phone, weather, map, all good an nessecary things to have at least. Then the direct line to someone who didn't want to be bothered, potential to get Pokemon in boxes and get sent others from them, and-

Don’t go to some powerfully electromagnetically charged area or super far underground, or extremely rural area and expect it to work.

...Well, some might take that as a given perhaps. At least back in Orre they had. Still, it was good to know. Not that Eidda would be the same type of wasteland, really, as she knew that much at the very least. But it would have open, wild areas with...yeah. Filled with Pokemon. It still felt strange enough to the psychic trainer that places could be so full of Pokemon, according to everything she'd been told or learned about since leaving Orre.

At any rate, she had five Pokeballs, two potions, her Pokedex-type device, a bit of money to go with, and a dream to boot if she was counting everything. Luckily her suitcase had optional shoulder straps for walking in this case as well. That would at least make it more bearable to move things at least.

There were also a few people standing around her who seemed to be starting to 'group off' already. In particular Richard seemed to go toward a sickly girl who seemed like she'd fall over with the lightest breeze, not that she literally would that is, and one of the other people who had an Eevee on her shoulder seemed to be asking around as well somewhat. Or rather...

“So who else will be going out of the city?”

...yeah. What felt like somewhat of a timid attempt to see if anyone was going the direction she wanted to go. Timid? Er, well nervousness in this situation was certainly something Clarissa herself could understand if nothing else. Nerves were never a fun thing, but they had to get going some way or another. However, leaving the city so soon was not much of an option for her now after the ill-fated run-in she had at the airport. A contest star was wanting her to come and get backstage after the show, and a VIP ticket had alraedy been pushed on her at that! But until the contest, she could at least try to do some more local things.

It was likely, really, she'd be getting out of the city the next day if nothing else after having to stay overnight. Could likely find a spot to rest at a Pokemon Center, unless Camphor let her bum on the reception room couch or the like for just one night. Hmm.

"I intend to look for some urban Pokemon in the meantime myself, though later I have to...go to the contest after someone at the Airport forced me to take a ticket to it. Likely I will have to stay the night and leave the city tomorrow with that in mind, but if anyone wishes to 'group up' still despite this I am willing to do so."

Clarissa sighed to herself as she pulled out the nearly glistening VIP ticket the woman had pressured her to take. Valarie, was it? Contest star, and gym leader perhaps too? She'd heard a few things in the crowd, one or two she wished she hadn't heard, but she felt it'd be worse for her if she snubbed a potential gym leader's invatation to the show....a-and backstage and all that. Right? Ugh.

"Bun. Bun bun."

Sir Lopsalot commented in what seemed like a consoling tone as he lightly patted her on the back of the head from where he sat on her right shoulder now. For a Buneary, he seemed rather in-tune with her mood for the most part. But...perhaps their time together so far had helped that along as well. Now she could at least pay him back by seeing how they could both get stronger! Become the best them that they could! Or at least that was the general idea. Not to mention they could bring some friends along with them too, depending on what they found and caught.

Still, the psychic felt it would be best to see if anyone took her up on her offer of 'group up' for this work before heading out. While in part she felt comfortable alone with her Pokemon, she had to at least admit that, having someone else to get to know would be good as well. And, perhaps, she could get a scan with her Dex' to see what the lazy looking sleeping Pokemon back in the lobby was in passing. It seemed...somewhat cute? Interseting at the very least, but yes she did feel it had a properly cute aspect to it somehow as well.

@Rune_Alchemist@Bartimaeus@Thayr (And @ anyone else not mentioned in the post if they're interested in grouping up too potentially.)

[Pyromania99]

Well. The Isla situation was taken care of for now at least. She'd likely use her Pokeballs to catch Pokemon and that was a net boon for everyone involved of course. Now that they were back with the professor, she listened along to the woman's words, nodding along where needed. Yep, she could sure help them figure out the Pokedex if needed. Everyone's Pokedex came to life as they got registered and she was happy enough to see...

That is, until the professor handed her Pokeballs. "Eh?" She questioned, looking at the balls before being handed a Pokeball with a Pokemon in it. "W-w-w-wait! P-p-professor? What do you mean field agent!?" The professor, however, shrugged her off. "Prooofffeessooorr..." The woman complained as she was ignored once again. She would practically be sobbing if it wasn't in public. "Haaaa...." Instead, she sighed and looked around at all the people the Professor had hired to go catch Pokemon for her. They were discussing where to go and plotting out their courses... She had no idea where she would even go at this. She just released the Pokemon from it's Pokeball and she had an idea what it was. Something she had mentioned wanting to get her hands on. A Vulpix. Not just any Vulpix, an Alolan Vulpix.

She knelt down and pet the little thing. "I guess we'll be traveling together then little one." She picked it up in her arms and moved on with Frieda. She didn't really have much to add to those around her. Perhaps she'd join someone but... For now, she would walk near Frieda and trying to get a feel for those around her.

[Bartimaeus]

Ripley Lennox

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Mentions: Clarissa (@Crusader Lord) Location: Camphor's Lab

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Ripley was instantly enthralled by the sight and promise of these "special" pokedexes. He'd always wanted to set out on the world, pokedex and partner at his side to see what the world have to offer. So, as one was put towards him, he immediately took it and booted it up, diligently taking in what it had to say.

"Ahaha, it's so cute!" He commented aloud to the group, barely being able to tear his eyes off it as he pointed to it in its novelty.

He was, immediately after its info drop on his beloved partner, finicking with the screen and any buttons he could find, filtering through the various apps and settings in an excited exploration of the new technology bestowed upon him. He was never much of a techie himself, but countless young souls thought of a pokedex as a dream-tool for any aspiring trainer. It was truly invaluable. And this one was even playful, to boot! His thorough inspection of the device was interrupted only by the delivery of a small carepackage, containing a couple potions and a few pokeballs, to his person. Which he accepted gratefully, a smile on his face as his head dipped lightly in thanks.

After that, he tuned back into Camphor's dismissal of the group, offering them the last bits of info they needed. Hopefully he wasn't forgetting anything important that he needed to ask - though, there was so much to think about for such an expansive and unknown journey that it was likely he indeed was. Either way, if he really needed to ask something, there was always Camphor's number on the 'dex. The consequences of using it, well.. hopefully he wouldn't have to find out. It was probably something like eight-million pushups..

Either way, once they got back to reception it seemed everyone would be thinking about their next steps. As they walked, Ripley couldn't help but feel energy buzzing through his legs. He was brimming with a desire to get out there. But, if one thought about it.. where was the rush? He and Zorua had all the time in the world to explore wherever they wanted. So maybe they could take it a little slower - after all, he never even left Rivenwall, and all 'the sudden they were in Byjerlfal, of all places! As the others debated their next steps, so did Ripley, internally, as his companion skittered about.

Said companion seemed to be doing its own exploring as it paddled about beneath the other trainers, examining them each briefly and managing to catch their plans in the process. Nobody could really tell what was going through the creature's mind, but Pokémon had their own way of thinking that led them to gravitate towards whatever it was they gravitated towards. And in this case, it seemed an offer from one of their fellow trainers interested the little thing. As Ripley stood not-at-all still, thinking as he flexed his calves subconsciously in anticipation of their departure, Zorua pattered up to him and nudged him to draw his attention.

The boy's attention shifted downward towards his companion and drew the conclusion, based of its gestures towards her, that it wished to accompany.. Clarissa, was it? in her offer. Ripley had heard the couple-of offers so far, and was currently taking them into account as he tried to decide what their first course of action should be. He had yet to decide - but if Zorua wanted to go down a particular route, well.. what reason had he to deny her? His gaze shifted back upwards and towards Clarissa. Hmm. Well, she didn't seem like a stickler for fun, at the very least! ..He hoped. But, it seemed she was interested in scoping out some more urban-based Pokémon - and he was definitely not going to scoff at that!

In truth, he himself had never really planned on what sort of companions he had been hoping for, in terms of Pokémon - he more-so just expected certain Pokémon to.. make their way into his life, if ever a thing were to happen. He knew there were trainers who treated the capture of Pokémon more like a collection of sorts, and he supposed he could see the gratification in that. But he wasn't the sort of person to limit himself in such ways. That is not say he was not the type to not have a type - he had some ideas in his head, in terms of Pokémon-interest. Really, who wouldn't? Living in Rivenwall, he had seen many-a 'mon brought to fight in the tournaments they held there. Some of them more exotic - but the ones that were domestic to the area were those with which he could grow to appreciate the profile of, being as knowable as they were. Being that they were mostly urban Pokémon in Rivenwall, and he had never owned a pokeball to catch them, it was only natural that Rip was just dying to get his hands on at least one of them - so he might have plans parallel to the pink-haired girl himself.

But for now, he'd see about addressing the matter at hand. Breaking out of his thought bubble, Ripley took it upon himself to approach the offer casually, walking up to Clarissa until her attention visually shifted to him. His features rose as he offered a smile in greeting. "Heya- Clarissa, yeah? I wouldn't mind waitin' around for a day if you're lookin' for a partner or two!" He spoke, looking down to his side as Zorua skittered up between the two trainers, eyes affixed upwards towards Clarissa in hopefulness. "Pa's always said I need to cool my heels when it comes to making big decisions, so maybe that day could be what I need for the journey-ta-come. Well - if you'll have us, of course!" He finished, a hint of considerate hesitation creeping into his last few words. He'd understand if someone as.. loud as him was unappreciated as a partner - he had been confronted with such scenarios before -- but it'd never stop him from trying. Even if he was denied, he still had Zorua, and that was more than enough for him, in the end.

[Rune_Alchemist]

Byjerlfal City, Commercial district.

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@Thayr@VitaVitaAR@PKMNB0Y
Lab -> Commercial district

Aside from telling her not to die from overexcitement (It didn’t seem like a joke) Camphor wouldn’t say anything else to the trio as they left as the broody looking fellow followed her towards the observation area instead of the elevator.

Assuming they didn’t want to speak with the other three trainers, Nevine, Remi, or Laurel who was in the process of leaving already, the small trio were free to leave. As they were doing so, they’d notice a certain broody fellow being tossed back into the reception area by a rather large Grimmsnarl - likely he had annoyed the professor in some manner and was told to get lost. Remi would wave bye regardless.

Heading out from the lab and from its front entrance, the group would soon find themselves back in the heart of the commercial district, skyscrapers reaching upwards into the skies full of various businesses, a large crowd of people moving about their day. Some, clearly on business, others families or tourists simply seeing the sights. Some food stalls with some local specialties were being sold, too.

A flock of Starly briefly had a scuffle with a flock of Murkrow before the two bird types split off. The starly made their way towards the Residential districts, while the Murkrow went to the Industrial, faster than one could scan.

What was more useful for Richard though, was a building that had ‘King Storage’. The ‘I’ was replaced with a stylized Kingambit blade. “Where the King guards your treasure!”. Perhaps a rather too on the nose or typical cringy corporate slogan, all things considered. It was a fairly popular chain of high security storage boxes in Eidda. It likely was the best place to get secure storage. Assuming he’d head inside, he’d be greeted by a friendly fellow.

Supposing he did, if not, feel free to ignore

“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.

Of course, aside from that there was also something that might catch Sophie's attention - The Byjerlfal historical Museum. It wasn’t the biggest or most prestigious Museum and Eidda. IT was more often the target for field trips from the nearby Wailport school, or a more tourist spot. Still, it was well regarded in archaeological and historical circles.

Oh, pair was standing outside having a rather loud argument. Sophie at least would instantly recognize the woman of the group as wearing the uniform of the Eidda Historical Society.

“You can’t be serious! The Society can’t just take over our dig!”

”It can, and it will. If you have a problem, take it up with Director Matthias. Everything has gone through the proper channels, so your completely amateur services are no longer needed. He will be back from the Winding Wood shortly, so you are free to wait until his return.” The mild condescending tone she was speaking with made it clear what she thought of the taller male.

“Tch…haaa, fine. Just let me know when he gets back and that I want to speak with him.”

“Noted. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go fix the mess someone made.”

“It was an accident!”

“Accidents, cost a fortune in historical records, Mr. Riley.” With a dejected, almost angry sigh, the man would take a seat on a bench outside of the museum, head in his hands. Seems like something may have happened that could be slightly interesting…

Rather notably else, however else, was a large sea of green amidst the gray and loud sounds of the city. A large sign hanging over the entrance of it would say. ‘Byjerlfal city park’. From what could be seen, it was a massive park the size of an entire city district by itself, almost. According to a few maps placed outside, a few refreshment stands…might be a good place to get away from the noise of the city and find some pokemon…Laurel could be seen, heading into the park with her Sprigitatio.

Possible Actions

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.

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Byjerlfal City, Commercial District
@Bartimaeus@Crusader Lord
Urban Exploration

Leaving the lab, the pair would find themselves being assaulted by the loud sights, sounds, and noises of Byjerlfal yet again, though this time they were not in such a rush. One thing would become immediately clear - the Contest Master Rank contests were the biggest event right now in all of Byjerlfal. Valaries face was plastered on almost every single large screen, or every single ad accompanied by the faces of every single master rank contestant.

Which coincidentally, had their names and specialties as well.

Beauty

Clementine, the Serene Painter, and the Papillion Beauty, her partner Cloe the Frosmoth! Hailing from Rossaden, watch as they beautifully dance and weather any storm without a care!

Cool

Brigit, the rough and tumble gal from Rivenwall and her ever mischievous and bad-boy partner Wreck the Krookodile!

Celverness

The Mystical but down to earth country gal from Mireth, Synne, and her partner the ever silent and unreadable Trevvy the Trevenant!

Cuteness

The Flamboyant and well dressed man from Ranorak, and his Elegantly Shy Lurantis, Ranna!

Strength

The enigmatic, cool headed but strong of mind and stalwart exorcist from Kantona and his equally unreadably strong partner, Masaru and Kasaru the Annihilape!

At least she’d have some idea about the competition, now if she didn’t already know. All of them seemed pretty good at what they did, judging from how well the posters had been. Of course, Valarie didn’t have one because who didn’t know her? Besides, she got the most screen time anyways. The contest hall was just a short jaunt away, though she’d likely be a bit early for the contests to start but hey, who said that VIP pass had to be waited to be used.

Perhaps Valarie would find the initiative amusing.

There seemed to be a small commotion over by the Museum visible not too far away. See the first section of the post if you want to get involved in that. There was also the large City Park that could be accessed from the Commercial, Residential, and Industrial areas, being centrally located made it easy and a nice walk for anyone looking to cross sections of the city, some pokemon could likely be found there.

A small flock of Starly flew overhead, being chased by a flock of Murkrow, faster than scanning would allow…they’d seem to split off after a brief scuffle to the Residential and Industrial districts.

Oh, they could see Laurel, too. She was heading into the park with her Sprigitatio.

Otherwise, they were free to do whatever else they wanted too.

Possible Actions

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.

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Camphor’s lab
@Savo@XxFellsingxX@Pyromania99
Lab

Yuu and Camphor, twenty useless questions

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.

“Oof, looks like someone managed to annoy the professor.” The familiar voice of Remi would greet Yuu. Nevine was sitting on the chair still, lazily tossing her head in there direction. Laurel seemed to have already left, though. “What’d she book you for? Asking too many questions or touching something you weren’t supposed to?” He’d chuckle, offering a hand to help Yuu up.

“...So when are we leaving, Remi…?”

“Well, the professor said she had something else for us but she seems like she’s not feeling very sociable any more so…might as well head out sooner than later? I wanna go visit Pines End.”

“...mhm…okay.”

“That said, Nevvy…hmm…what do either of you say to a battle?” Remi would turn to Yuu and anyone else still present. “Doubles with Nevine and I? Or think you guys can handle me on your own?” Remi was confident, if nothing else. Nevine seemed to not be too interested in battling, but didn’t seem like she’d say no if challenged, either.

“Oof, I am so glad that’s over with.” Frieda stretched, holding her arms up and stretching her hands. “How are you feeling, Camila? I know this is rather sudden but, well, she trusts you more than the trainers and I guess she’d figure you’re better at field work than I am.” Frieda offered Camilia a small smile. “Oh, speaking of-she told me to give you this as a thank you. Let me see your ID?”

Assuming she did-

”Camila’s Lab ID has been upgraded to level 2 access!”

“She said she’s been meaning to do it for a while, but you know how busy she can get. Don’t know the specifics of what it’ll let you do, but you should be able to at least bring yourself into actual labs and stuff in other affiliated labs. Also you know, you’re free to come back any time. I’m sure the professor won’t mind you too much. Also you know, call me instead if you need anything I’ll talk to the professor for you.”

”Camila Recieved Frieda’s number!”

” Anyways, good luck! I’m gonna miss having someone else to babysit-er, help the professor with work. The other interns and assistants always slack off too much, too…"

Some actions/locations you could go to

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.

[Thayr]

Isla Gill

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Location: Byjerlfal City, Commercial District
Mentions: @VitaVitaAR @PKMNB0Y

"Did you know?! Did you know?! Did you know that Tyrunt already has sufficient bite force to tear through a car, even at this juvenile stage?! Also, the muted colors are theorized to help young Tyrunts better blend into the surroundings to avoid danger and, for older Tyrunts, ambushing their prey! Ah, and did you know it's likely that Tyrauntrum in the wild was a social predator?! And did you know-"

Well, not everyone was able to keep themselves calm on everything. Isla watched with some amusement at the girl gushing over her Pokemon, throwing out facts here and there like there was nothing else in the world that could matter. Angling herself just a bit away from the girl as she went on left and right about every point, trying to keep Dancing a little further away from her rambling, she listened to all the different pieces of information. Of course…there seemed to be something to be said for where she…Sophie? Yes, that was her name. There seemed to be something to be said for where she'd gotten her information, that she seemed to think the little guy could bite right through a car even as small as he was.

Looking over to him, which she was practically presenting to the world with enthusiasm, Isla could barely stifle a giggle. The Tyrunt was already preening and posing, aware that he was being praised by the new trainer, and the smug energy was almost palpable. Wheezing out a breath, she smiled at the whole of the scene as a hand snuck up to Dancing, idly petting his fluffy collar. It seemed that she wasn't the only one so skeptical, though, as a guy…Richard, that was his name, spoke up.

"You're sure fired up about this, huh? Can't say I don't understand, though. I assume that your gushing means that your partner's a Tyrunt, then? Might be a good idea to get some empirical evidence if you're so gung-ho about your new friend. Wouldn't recommend trying to actually tear through someone's car, though. No way the professor's going to bail you out for something like that."

"That being said, though, I think I'll hold off on diving into the field for a bit. Need to shove what I have here into storage and pick up some supplies before heading out. If anyone else wants to tag along, though, I wouldn't mind the company."

Well…maybe running out of the city immediately wasn't the best idea. A quick mental inventory of everything she had in the duffel said it wasn't entirely enough to live out on the road for a bit, even if she wanted to run off and out from the streets so soon. Besides, maybe there was something to be found in the city. After all, there were Pokemon there and, just as important, there were probably some other researchers. After all, Camphor couldn't be the only one. Maybe…well, something like the Sevii caves people. Archeologists? Maybe? She snorted at the thought. It would be interesting to look into, even if it wasn't exactly why she was there. Clarissa spoke up, then.

"I intend to look for some urban Pokemon in the meantime myself, though later I have to...go to the contest after someone at the Airport forced me to take a ticket to it. Likely I will have to stay the night and leave the city tomorrow with that in mind, but if anyone wishes to 'group up' still despite this I am willing to do so."

Contests. Crowds. People. Isla struggled to not flinch at the thought, the noise, the movements. There would just be too many, all in one place, all cheering and yelling. No, she suppressed that flinch. Instead she found herself frowning, replying quietly, "I…would rather not go to the Contests. Sorry."

She considered it all for a moment, before finally saying to Richard, "Well…alright, that's fine I suppose."

Leaving the lab, soon enough she felt the crowds closing in. It wasn't as bad as before, not as many and not as loud, but it was still there. People talking behind, all around, smells and noises over everything that seemed to yell here, there. The skyscrapers loomed over them, stark light and shadow. It was all a lot, all a lot, and she felt the need to put headphones on to shut it all out. Following after Richard, her hand keeping on reaching up and around to scratch at Dancing's fur collar, she tried to keep her mind off of all the crowds. Street food smells wafted out through the way, steam and shrimp with a dozen other smells, and briefly Isla considered getting some snack to eat but…no, no. She only had so much to spend, for now, and surely there had to be better things to spend on. Something to buy in a pack, at least. Isla huffed out at the thought.

A glance of movement above, and Isla looked up. Black shapes of Starly and Murkrow flying above, before splitting off to the distance while darting between the buildings. Her eyes followed after them, watching…where was that off to? A free hand rummaged about a pocket as Isla extracted her phone, tapping a few times to bring up a city map. Residential and…Industrial? That couldn't be healthy for the Murkrow. Why would they live there, in the city, instead of the forests? Isla filed that bit of information away in the back of her mind.

King Storage. Well there it was for Richard to get into, though Isla didn't follow him whether he did or didn't enter. She barely paid attention to the store sign, even, instead looking down the street at the museum in the distance.

Oooooh. That might be good to visit. Isla looked over to Sophie, smiling slightly, "Want to go?"

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Pokémon | Inventory

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

[FujiwaraPhoenix]

Richard Evans

Byjerlfal City — Commercial District

With apparent companions for the near future, Richard raised his arm slightly to signal his leave as he left the lab proper. The walk towards the Commercial District was nothing particularly noteworthy, but once they had arrived...

Well, it would have been hard for Richard to not feel a little nostalgic for Castelia City. The ever-charged atmosphere was nowhere near as strong as it was back in his hometown, but there was a little something to be felt from this regardless. If he had more money, maybe even a bit of window shopping and wandering about would've been in order.

Maybe on the return trip, then. He'd have to come back here eventually, given how he was nowhere near suicidal enough to take on the Gym here yet.

The bird Pokemon scuffling overhead did briefly catch Richard's attention, though given what his starter was, maybe taking on a Flying-type would have to wait a little bit. It was worth considering for the future, but given the likelihood of something going haywire, that didn't seem particularly enticing as training.

Eventually, though, the young man would find exactly what it was that he was seeking: a storage company to employ the services of.

"Place looks as promising as any," he remarked, glancing the building over briefly before glancing at the other two, then to where their attention seemed to be focused towards. "If you two want to head over, I'll catch up with you after I'm done here. Hopefully it won't take too long."

With that, the young man gestured briefly towards the two girls who had chosen to tag along with him before breaking away and entering the building. The usual marketing pitch didn't really faze him—not when he had heard the same thing so many times before for other service-providing companies back in Unova—but the fee seemed reasonable enough for twelve months of access from anywhere in the region.

"Mmm... I think I'll stick with the basic plan for now," he said, filling out the last of the paperwork he had been given before handing off his luggage, "but I'll probably register for premium sometime in the future. I can transfer things over from here even if I've bought in elsewhere, right?"

There were a few other minor questions that he had, but at the very least the problem of his extra bags had been handled. Hopefully the others hadn't simply abandoned him or gone elsewhere in the brief time he had spent in here; spending the next few weeks flying solo didn't feel all too enticing, even if he'd have some Pokemon as company.

@VitaVitaAR@Thayr

[Crusader Lord]

Clarissa Ryte

Camphor's Lab, Byjerfal City

Would anyone even be interested? Hmm, the psychic had no idea. It wasn't her most personal first choice, but it was something she felt would better catalyze travel and the like if she was ina a group. More people and Pokemon to look out for each other, support each other, etc and all of that. It was the sort of thing her grandmother had often talked about from her own past.....one that had lied outside of the Orre region for a while. Had always felt fantastical to Clarissa herself, but then again traveling in groups for safety was also something she had been used to back home as well. Especially when it was a longer journey through the wasteland and such to go visit one place or another. They had brought the bikes they'd used back in Orre with them, even, when they'd moved to Eidda.

....Maybe one day she could ask about hers again, if she happend to pass by home. But for now, she needed to see if anyone else was-

Breaking out of his thought bubble, Ripley took it upon himself to approach the offer casually, walking up to Clarissa until her attention visually shifted to him. His features rose as he offered a smile in greeting.

"Heya- Clarissa, yeah? I wouldn't mind waitin' around for a day if you're lookin' for a partner or two!"

Hmm? It was the boy who had bluntly called them something like 'lab rats' prior, yes? Albeit he'd done so as excitedly as ever, it seemed, from the impression he'd left on her back there. She didn't lambast him for it, as socially awkward as the moment felt by her witnessing it to some extent, but the younger man also seemed genuine in his offer as well. Eager. A bit opposite to herself, admittedly, but perhaps that'd make for a good dynamic when traveling? Hmm. Still, with no one else biting at her offer at least someone seemed to be interested in coming along with her at least....mandatory stop by the Contest later, and having to stay in the city overnight as well, aside.

"Pa's always said I need to cool my heels when it comes to making big decisions, so maybe that day could be what I need for the journey-ta-come. Well - if you'll have us, of course!"

Clarissa nodded at the boy in a generally polite manner. Perhaps a bit formal, but it was what she was accustomed to when restraining herself and more importantly her powers properly.

"I'd be happy to have you along, if you still don't mind waiting with me tonight due to the Contest and such. It was...er...an unexpected thing pushed on me in the heat of the moment at the airport. But at least it gives us a chance to rest tonight here in Byjerfal after doing some Pokemon hunting and seeing the Contest, if nothing else, before tomorrow comes."

She'd no idea what Valerie had in mind for her. It did send a small chill down her back to think about it, though, before the psychic trainer lightly shook her head and looked back up at her new group member. It was time to get moving...and preferrably before Professor Camphor got too grumpy perhaps.

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Commercial District, Byjerfal City

(Urban Exploration)[/center]

She....she didn't have a clue how popular Valerie was around here, did she? No, actually, less than a clue. Ignorant compared to perhaps anyone worth their salt who knew of the contest scene. At least that was the vibe the woman's face being plasted all over the place gave to Clarissa as she and Ripley walked down the streets of the city's Commmercial District. Not to mention all of the faces plastered across the ads for the Master-Rank Contest that would be going on, who likely had their own fanbases to some extent or another. Or perhaps some of them sought to overthrow Valerie herself, perchance? Er, she got the feeling that anything involving competition at this level likely would result in quite a bit of viciousness in some fashion or another internally....both personally and with Pokemon battles for all she knew. Or perhaps the dangers of Orre really weren't so bad here in this place, and she was assuming too much on a whim?

Though it was also frustrating she couldn't get a scan on the flocks of seemingly two kinds of bird Pokemon heading by them, even as she'd tried to scramble to pull out her device only to let out a defeated but mild sigh before putting it back up again. At least they seemed to be going in a couple of different directions they could search, right?

Further, her suitcase was being carried on her back, Sir Lopsalot sitting on it keeping an eye on their rear, and she felt she was becoming somewhat used to the weight on her back at least. Meant she was carrying enough supplies for the road, and if it got tiring she could pull it along in urban areas or such she figured. Plus the Contest Hall was not too far away either from this place, so once it got time to go there it would at least be simpler for them if nothing else if they kept close enough to this area at that.

Hmm?

The psychic trainer's eyes were drawn to a familiar green cat and trainer in the distande. Laurel, one of the trainers from Camphor's Lab, seemed to be going into the park along with her Pokemon. As it also lied off in the distane from them, Clarissa's eyes felt drawn after this over after this toward the local Museum, where something seemed to be going on outside of it.

It was certianly a lot going on in general they could do, really, but Clarissa would take note of things before looking over to Ripley.

"Don't have to be at the Contest Hall until things start, Ripley, so we have some time before I have to be there at least.

In the meantime, the Park seems like a good place to look for some Pokemon if you wish. Though I'm also curious where that flock of bird Pokemon went as well admittedly.

What about you?"

Holding out her left hand, the psychic pointed in the direction the flock of Murkrow had gone. Something about them had stood out to her eyes compared to the others, and if there were a lot of them it bode well for trying to catch one...she hoped. At the same time, going to the Park was a reasonable idea for starting things off in her mind as well. A more natural place certianly more like the Poke-Spots of Orre due to how small it was, maybem, and so potentially that would make it a place where she might get better adjusted to Byjerfal in that sense. Still, all she was going was pointing out what she felt like initially doing for the most part. Perhaps they could even get some training in for their Pokemon through battles to capture Pokemon at that!

Even so, she wanted to see what Ripley wanted to do as well so they could get started on things before too much time passed.

@Bartimaeus@Rune_Alchemist

[Pyromania99]

"How do I feel? It feels like a stab in the back of sorts. I know what kind of person she is, but I wish she would have at least discussed it with me." The lab assistant turned field assistant mentioned, mindlessly handing her ID over to the other assistant. "What do you need it for?" She asked before seeing her level was increased. That was really nice. Then, when Frieda gave her her phone number and told her to call her if anything came up, she couldn't help but let a small tear come to her eye. She tossed her arms around Frieda and brought the other assistant into a hug. "This is why you're my best friend, Frieda." She said, happily. "Best of luck on the babysi-- Watching over the professor." Camila commented before releasing Frieda and sighing a small bit. "Sorry. Just a bit happy about that. I'll try not to call you too much. Maybe I'll just head straight out and try to get the task done as fast as I can." She mentioned, looking at the other people in the room. One had challenged the others to a double battle. Well, outside of catching Pokemon, that wasn't her cup of tea really. She'd rather just surround herself with the cute things and note their characteristics instead.

[Bartimaeus]

Ripley Lennox

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Mentions: Clarissa (@Crusader Lord) Location: Camphor's Lab > Byjerlfal City Commercial District

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Ripley celebrated internally as he was accepted onto the adventure by his new comrade. In truth, he was a bit relieved to have another trainer at his side for such a grand undertaking. He had never really thought out how such a journey would track out in his head - so the fact that it was happening now was kind of surreal - and he had always imagined he would have to start it alone, with just his Zorua. But now he was feeling a touch more confident.

"Awesome!! We'll be happy to travel with you, then!" He replied cheerfully, with Zorua performing a short few hops of joy at the event.

It looked like the two trainers would be alone for the time being - no telling whether someone would join them after they left or not - but it seemed a good a time as any to get started on what would be, for Ripley at least, an exciting new branch of life.

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They wasted no time, shortly leaving Camphor's lab and finding themselves thrust into the unknown - Byjerlfal City's Commercial District.

Despite the complete newity of Byjerlfal's densely-populated, bustling streets - and the various areas and sights - within the Commercial District, there was an outlying sense of familiarity to Ripley, somehow. Maybe it was the fact that Rivenwall was a place that lended itself well to workaholics - the atmosphere there, in some places at least, was one of bustling minds and bodies - and perhaps this was the case here, too. It, at least, seemed most people here were similarly occupied with whatever it was they were each up to. This sense of absorption in so many people in one place, along with the buildings that climbed above them, watching over them as they all went about their days, had Ripley feeling said sense of familiarity. Well, except for the fact that Byjerlfal, being a more centralized and supported city, was a bit more modernized with all its digital billboards and stuff - but he wouldn't be the one to complain.

All-in-all, this led Ripley to feel oddly secure despite the new scenery. Moving alongside his new partner-trainer, luggage rolling behind him as Zorua trotted along next to their feet, Ripley's Pokedex wouldn't leave his hand. As they walked, he would scan every Pokémon they passed by - even if it was one with which he was familiar, whether through meeting or reading. Each pop-up on the screen led to a further increase in dopamine as he regarded each one excitedly. Some of the scans were taken in chains as they passed by several Pokémon he knew little of - but those he'd get to save to read for later, once they were idle or something.

Clarissa speaking broke him away from the his excited-ingrainment in their surroundings, pulling him back to his senses. He turned to regard her as she spoke, offering a couple options for them to partake in. He thought for a moment, picturing said options. His eyes flicked to her for a moment and he felt a sense that she was really interested in seeking out the Murkrow. From what he knew, Murkrow were Dark-type Pokémon with a penchant for stealing and mischief - his eyes lowered to glance at his sidekick Pokémon - just like Zorua. Well, who was he to deny such a wish?

"Hmmm." He hummed, one hand moving to tap his chin as the other rested on his hip lightly. "Chasing Murkrow seems like fun! I'm cool with whichever choice, but I reckon you're more excited to follow them birds more than anything, huh? If that is the case, let's do it!" He replied, his features bright as usual. He took it upon himself to start walking in the direction his psychic partner gestured to, half-turning back to motion her to come along. He turned to look ahead once more as he mused aloud, stepping forward with a casual pace. "I wonder how easy it is to catch a Murkrow.. we have 'em back in Rivenwall, too, but I've never tried to catch one." In reality, he wasn't sure if he really wanted to catch a Murkrow himself, but the thought was worth having. Matching Pokémon with his new travel-buddy could be fun, but he wasn't sure. His hand shifted down to his jeans-pocket. Inside were two of the five pokeballs they'd each been given - the rest he had stored in his suitcase for the time being. They had a few pokeballs, so depending on how lucky they were, they'd be able to catch a Pokémon or two with what they had. There were techniques for making such captures easier, but for now those were probably out of their reach considering their lack of experience..

Either way, his eyes scanned the horizon and the various perches above as he looked for any sign of the Murkrow that had been flicking around through the air moments ago.

[VitaVitaAR]

"Ah, er, I wouldn't have her actually bite a car, eh-heheh..."

That'd be no good! It'd cause a serious ruckus for one, and of course the car's owners wouldn't be happy if she just went around having her bite into cars.

"Then again..." she paused for a moment, her thoughts speeding through her mind at a rapid pace, "Maybe if I found a junkyard or something, then..."

Her train of thought was interrupted when she was approached by another girl. Looking up at her when she offered a visit the museum... well, there was no way she could turn that down.

"That sounds great! Hehehe, Tyrunt, we can introduce you to your relatives!"

Practically spinning in place, Sophie happily extended her hand to the Pokemon, who tilted her head somewhat curiously. It was hardly the first time Sophie would go to a museum, but that was because she never passed up the opportunity. Ever since she became healthy enough to go outside regularly, she'd been to them plenty.

"Besides, I need to make sure I don't go off on my own too much," she added, her smiling fading only slightly. It was true, part of reason she was allowed to go in the first place was because her parents were assured that she would always have someone around her who would be able to help if anything happened.

And she hardly blamed them for the sentiment.

@PKMNB0Y@Rune_Alchemist@Thayr

[Rune_Alchemist]

Byjerlfal City, Commercial district Museum

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@Thayr@VitaVitaAR@PKMNB0Y
Commercial district

“Yep.” The boy replied to Richard. “Your info is in our database now so anywhere else you bring items too they’ll be registered under your account and name. If you buy the membership, you can move items between any of our facilities. We’re pretty much everywhere in Eidda except Giants Watch.”

As he’d finish speaking and taking care of Richards items and sorting them, a man in a well dressed suit would walk in. Normally, it would not be anything out of the ordinary but Richard might notice a slight frown forming on the guys lips before being replaced with a usual friendly sales voice.

“Right then, well, if that’s everything I have some important business to take care of.”

“No need to rush for me, Felix.” The suited man said, leaning against a wall near the door.

“He was just finishing up anyways. If you have any questions feel free to call later.” A small business card was given to Richard with the store's number on it.

Assuming Richard had nothing else he wanted to do or ask of Felix, he’d be allowed to leave…which would mean he’d be met with three more men in suits. They’d say nothing to him as he’d leave.

This left Isla and Sophie to head into the museum by themselves. Heading up the stairs it became clear before they’d even enter, the place was absolutely packed. Kids, from the look of it, not to mention other tourists, but the majority of the place was packed with young children as well as teenagers. The normal respectful silence of the museum was gone, replaced by a loud din of voices talking, various apparent tour guides leading children along the exhibits. A quick look at some bedraggled people that looked to be teachers, some mildly tired looking museum staff and a few backpacks and sportswear labeled ‘Wailport Academy’, made it clear that they had stumbled into the Museum during a field trip.

Once they actually managed to get through the doors, they’d be met with a large skeletal recreation of a prehistoric pokemon hanging from the ceiling - a four legged creature that was apparently an ancestor to the current day Wailords. This was one of a few skeletal remains found, and also the largest.

“Well, you two have picked a bit of a bad day to visit the museum. Apologies for the noise, field trip day for the Wailport Academy.” Before they could do much else though, the girl wearing the Society's uniform approached the duo, having been standing just inside the door.

“Excuse me, Miss Lilian,” An older gentleman would interject. His jacket was off, slung over his shoulder but the emblem of the Wailport academy could be seen under it. A delibird plushie was being held under his other arm. “You wouldn’t happen to have seen a kid with a growlithe and a red backpack run out just now would you?”

“No.” She’d rather bluntly reply.

“Ugh, of course Zach would choose now of all times to run off…”

“Hm, well assuming he’s still in the building he’s unlikely to get far. I’ll tell the staff here to check some off limit and staff areas.”

“Much appreciated. I doubt its anything to worry about, well…unless he breaks something…” A tired sigh as eyes settled on Isla and Sophie. “Ah, sorry, didn’t mean to interrupt. If you’ll excuse me.” Going back to his papers, the teacher would head further into the Museum, talking with a few more adults and staff workers.

“Well, if you two don’t mind me asking, what brings you to the Museum?” The girl, apparently named Lilian, would ask. “I can point you in the direction of a particular exhibit. We recently got some new things from a recently discovered dig out near the glaciers on 42, though most people are here for the fossils and ancient Pokémon.”

Richard would come back just at the tail end of this conversation...

Possible Actions

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.)

Byjerlfal City, Commercial District -> Industrial district
@Bartimaeus@Crusader Lord
Urban Exploration

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The murkrow had split off from the starly after a scuffle, and while they were faster than the trainers and swifter moving it would make tracking that specific flock something difficult. Still, they likely didn’t want that specific flock. There were likely Murkrows in a lot of areas around here.

Heading away from the Commercial district, towards the docks, and following the seaside to the Industrial district would be the easiest way to get there. Eventually the noise of the loud ads, the cacophony of different voices from tourists would be a distant noise replaced by the sound of silently humming machines, bird song and the sound of an occasional worker or vehicle moving by. Skyscrapers instead gave way to warehouses, row upon row of them along with other industrial buildings for shipping, manufacturing.

A gloomy serenity would fill the area left behind by Bjyerlfals commercial district. Even the people here were more rough and tumble looking compared to the commercial district's more glamorous and shiny exterior.

Finding some Murkrow out during the day might be a bit difficult. They were nocturnal after all, but then why had that flock been out and about? They could hear a few Murkrow cries coming from further in, down some alleys but the place didn’t exactly seem the safest place to go poking about in. Still, even this place had a few things of note.

A small chain of shops, and even a small cafe named ‘Wailords Rest’ was visible lining the walls. Seemed fairly cozy and well traveled. It faced the sea and a number of sailors from the SS calliope, the recently docked liner could be seen here. Looked like there was some commotion within.

They had for now, though, lost the trail of the Murkrow. They might need to either ask around or find some way to look for the pokemon.

Possible Actions

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.)

Byjerlfal City -> route 1
@Pyromania99

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“Ah-” Frieda tensed slightly at being suddenly hugged by Camila. “O-oh well you know lab partners have to stick together and all. Uhm-weh!” Before she could break free from the hug, Pix would climb between the two, laughing impishly before it’d take a free hug from both. “Pix is sad to see you go too, I guess, ahaha.” Frieda laughed, pulling away and holding the pokemon in her arms. “Well, good luck out there Camila. Let me know if I can ever help you!”

Heading out of the lab, Camila would be met with the usual hustle and bustle of the city. She could see some of the other trainers Camphor had hired not too far away. Some seem interested in the museum, and a few were hanging about seemingly interested in heading into the park. All places she had been before, what with living in the city and all that.

Instead, Camila decided to go ahead and leave the city and instead, head to…

-Route 1-

What greeted her was the forest Route 1 was known for. Fed by water runoff from various streams and rivers that fell from the mountains to the north and Lake Peltra, the forest was allowed to flourish. Lush, verdant and green, and once she got a few meters away the noise of the city would already be drowned out by the greenery and the slowly thickening canopy. Walking along the path she’d pass by a small stream before the city would disappear entirely behind her in the foliage, a gentle stream of sunlight filtering down from above.

Nearby the path split into a small fork, where some helpful info for trainers and people seemed to be posted. A map of the forest and a warning officially issued by the League for novice trainers to stay out of the deeper forest. A girl who looked sorely out of place was standing next to it Lightly dressed, leaning against what seemed to be some sort of motorcycle modified to be good for off roading. Her attention was on her phone, and she seemed mostly to be ignoring everything else, though her eyes occasionally flicked upwards towards the forest.

Otherwise, there was nothing super special to notice here, with route 2 being the main avenue of traffic between Byjerlfal and Giervor. A few houses could be seen for those that wanted a little more peace and quiet outside of the city, but it was mostly just other people going for peaceful walks and the like. Along the river, a few people fishing could be seen out on a pier.

A little further on she could see a small sign and a path that read ‘Winding Wood.”

Now then, she was free to do whatever she wanted from here.

Some actions/locations you could go to

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.

[Pyromania99]

The roads outside the city were quite and peaceful in comparison to inside of course. Camila decided to carry her Vulpix through the city and set the cute thing down when they were out of the concrete jungle. "Haaa. Still can't believe the Professor would toss me to the wolves like that. Eh, Vulpix?" She asked, looking over her new Pokemon.

It just gave small, "Pix!" In agreement.

This gave the girl a small smile as she knelt down and gave the fox a pat on the head. It was a cute Pokemon now and when it eventually evolved it would become quite the beautiful and fluffy sight. "Hmm. Perhaps I should give you a nickname. There's more than just one Vulpix in the world after all." She scratched at her chin for a few seconds. "Hmmm... Let's not think too hard about it. Since you're an Ice-Type, how about something simple. Does "Snow" sound good?"

The Vulpix tilted it's head for a second as if confused before giving a small nod and running in a small circle giving out small yips. It seemed to like the name well enough. "Alright, Snow. Let's take the first steps of our journey together." With that, the two walked fully onto Route 1. It was about what one would expect, more a walking path for people in the city, but it had its own charm. The more they walked in, the more the verdant forest enveloped them and quieted the bustle of the city.

Soon, they were walking alongside a stream. It looked clean and glistened in the sunlight that pierced the forest canopy above. Camila looked ahead and saw something that seemed... Out of place. A girl dressed lightly, though looked rather fitting on her. She looked over the rather impatient looking girl and walked closer. For some reason, she felt like she should talk to her. Perhaps it was the small glance she received. Or, rather, the occasional ones. "Hello. How are you? I'm Camila."

As she introduced herself, Snow ran up to the girl and looked up at her, giving a "Pix!"

"And that's Snow." She made sure to stay a decent distance back, "Sorry to bother you if you're busy. I just wanted say hello to the first person I met after leaving the city." Her eyes drifted to the motorcycle before going back. "Especially when that someone has an off-roading bike. It makes one a small bit curious."

[Rune_Alchemist]

Route 1
@Pyromania99

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“Hm…?” The girl glanced up from her phone, a neutral, mostly unreadable expression present on her features. “You make a habit of bothering cute girls or did I look that out of place?” Her tone of voice made it hard to tell if she was joking or not. “Not interested, even if you are kind of cute.” The woman fished a small lollipop out of her jacket pocket, unwrapped it, and proceeded to stuff it in her mouth.

A few long seconds passed as the girl simply stared, a somewhat deadpan expression. Camila got the distinct feeling that whoever this girl was she wasn’t particularly that into having small talk or conversation.

“...hm. Sorry, let me do that again. My partner says I need to try and be more sociable with people.” She sighed after some time, though it was clear she wasn’t particularly into the whole idea. “Actually…you a trainer? Maybe you can find my partner. She wandered off into the forest and I don't feel like walking after her. She's hard to miss.”

Some actions/locations you could go to

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