It was a sunny day in Sandgem Town. There were barely any clouds in the sky, allowing anyone to gaze up into the beauty of the blue above them. The day was mostly like any other for most people, though for a few of the children around town, resident and visitor alike, it was a big day. They'd all be getting a Pokemon from the expert of Sinnoh, Professor Rowan. Known for his studies on Pokemon Evolution, and for being rather scary when he wishes to be. They say he can lecture for hours on end about any current topic, and can silently stand in one place waiting for the answer he wants for even longer. Truly a patient and smart man.
Among the children getting a Pokemon was Desmond, a fifteen year old boy. He had moved from Orre with his mother by the will of his father, the man wanting Desmond to go out into the world and become mature and experienced. It took the boy some time to prepare himself to go out into the world, but now that he's ready, he is stuck on the idea. He couldn't wait to get on the road and see what Sinnoh held along the way. He had read about the region, but that wouldn't do it justice. He wanted to take it all in with his own eyes, and find Pokemon along the way that he could befriend.
Inside his home, he was preparing to go. He had taken a shower, and had just began dressing into his normal attire. He looked into the mirror and strait at his own yellow eyes, able to see the small amount of uncertainty he had. After a moment he turned his head, not wanting to think of his own fears as they'd keep him down. He was honestly somewhat scared about how rough it could possibly be out there, but knew it'd be a good experience none the less. If worse came to worse, he could always go home. Though he had a feeling that once he was gone, thoughts of returning wouldn't come up often, due to his own personal touch of excitement that he was becoming a trainer.
After being prepared, backpack and all, he went downstairs. He slowly walked into the living room and saw his mother sitting on the couch, seeming to be in thought while holding a picture frame in her hands. Desmond slowly walked over and sat beside her, looking at the photo. It was quite an old picture of him and his parents, from when he was around the age of five by the looks of it. His father with his blazing red hair, had that ever-lasting grin on his face. While his mother had a soft smile. Desmond was on his father's shoulders, smiling widely and happily at the camera.
"You know I'll be fine, right?" Desmond said, cutting through the silence. His mother nodded slowly. "Of course I do." She answered, looking at him with a small smile. "I was just reflecting on old times. I know it won't be too long until your father joins us here, but I can't help but pray it'll come faster." She added, sighing. Desmond nodded slowly, eyeing the photo. "I miss him too, mother. But he's working hard to help Professor Krane."
"You're right. I'm glad you see it like that, you are such an understanding boy." His mother put the photo down, before leaning over and hugging her son. She spoke as sat strait once more. "You don't know how proud your father is that you grew up to be such a sweet young man. Once he knows you're on a journey, I bet he'll be excited and ask you all kinds of questions."
Desmond laughed. "Yeah, that sounds like him. I'll be sure to tell him all about it. But, Ma..." He became quiet as his mother stood, and turned to him with a smile on her face. "I know, you have to get going. It's wise not to keep Rowan waiting, sweetheart."
"Yeah." Desmond said quietly, standing as well. "I better get going. I've got a long road ahead, yeah? Best I get started." Desmond slowly made his way towards the door, opening it once he got close enough. He glanced back at his mother and the smile on her face, before walking out and gently closing the door behind him. He quickly made his way down the steps in front of his house, and was soon on the way to Rowan's Lab.
He walked down the path towards the Lab, looking at the ground. Thoughts flew through his mind about the journey ahead of him, and how the backpack he wore already said he'd prepared somewhat. He was excited for today, no doubt. He wondered what his father would say now? Desmond could only hope he'd be proud, though noted to give him a call later after getting his Pokemon. He missed Orre very much, except for how hot it always was. There was hardly ever rain, and it never snowed. He'd heard there was some cold places in Sinnoh, and wasn't sure if he was excited to experience the cold, or if he was terrified of it. Either way it was going to happen, so he figured he'd tell himself he was simply... Curious.
He looked up, noticing the lab ahead. He stopped out front, starring up at the building. "Well... I'm here." He said to himself, somewhat ready to get his first Pokemon. Slowly, he walked towards the entrance, curious about what kinds of Pokemon awaited him inside. One of them would be his partner, and probably his best friend. His mixture of nervousness and excitement was nerve racking.
"I'll find my partner here, then my journey will really begin. I bet we'll make a great team. Like Dad and his Jolteon..."
Among the children getting a Pokemon was Desmond, a fifteen year old boy. He had moved from Orre with his mother by the will of his father, the man wanting Desmond to go out into the world and become mature and experienced. It took the boy some time to prepare himself to go out into the world, but now that he's ready, he is stuck on the idea. He couldn't wait to get on the road and see what Sinnoh held along the way. He had read about the region, but that wouldn't do it justice. He wanted to take it all in with his own eyes, and find Pokemon along the way that he could befriend.
Inside his home, he was preparing to go. He had taken a shower, and had just began dressing into his normal attire. He looked into the mirror and strait at his own yellow eyes, able to see the small amount of uncertainty he had. After a moment he turned his head, not wanting to think of his own fears as they'd keep him down. He was honestly somewhat scared about how rough it could possibly be out there, but knew it'd be a good experience none the less. If worse came to worse, he could always go home. Though he had a feeling that once he was gone, thoughts of returning wouldn't come up often, due to his own personal touch of excitement that he was becoming a trainer.
After being prepared, backpack and all, he went downstairs. He slowly walked into the living room and saw his mother sitting on the couch, seeming to be in thought while holding a picture frame in her hands. Desmond slowly walked over and sat beside her, looking at the photo. It was quite an old picture of him and his parents, from when he was around the age of five by the looks of it. His father with his blazing red hair, had that ever-lasting grin on his face. While his mother had a soft smile. Desmond was on his father's shoulders, smiling widely and happily at the camera.
"You know I'll be fine, right?" Desmond said, cutting through the silence. His mother nodded slowly. "Of course I do." She answered, looking at him with a small smile. "I was just reflecting on old times. I know it won't be too long until your father joins us here, but I can't help but pray it'll come faster." She added, sighing. Desmond nodded slowly, eyeing the photo. "I miss him too, mother. But he's working hard to help Professor Krane."
"You're right. I'm glad you see it like that, you are such an understanding boy." His mother put the photo down, before leaning over and hugging her son. She spoke as sat strait once more. "You don't know how proud your father is that you grew up to be such a sweet young man. Once he knows you're on a journey, I bet he'll be excited and ask you all kinds of questions."
Desmond laughed. "Yeah, that sounds like him. I'll be sure to tell him all about it. But, Ma..." He became quiet as his mother stood, and turned to him with a smile on her face. "I know, you have to get going. It's wise not to keep Rowan waiting, sweetheart."
"Yeah." Desmond said quietly, standing as well. "I better get going. I've got a long road ahead, yeah? Best I get started." Desmond slowly made his way towards the door, opening it once he got close enough. He glanced back at his mother and the smile on her face, before walking out and gently closing the door behind him. He quickly made his way down the steps in front of his house, and was soon on the way to Rowan's Lab.
He walked down the path towards the Lab, looking at the ground. Thoughts flew through his mind about the journey ahead of him, and how the backpack he wore already said he'd prepared somewhat. He was excited for today, no doubt. He wondered what his father would say now? Desmond could only hope he'd be proud, though noted to give him a call later after getting his Pokemon. He missed Orre very much, except for how hot it always was. There was hardly ever rain, and it never snowed. He'd heard there was some cold places in Sinnoh, and wasn't sure if he was excited to experience the cold, or if he was terrified of it. Either way it was going to happen, so he figured he'd tell himself he was simply... Curious.
He looked up, noticing the lab ahead. He stopped out front, starring up at the building. "Well... I'm here." He said to himself, somewhat ready to get his first Pokemon. Slowly, he walked towards the entrance, curious about what kinds of Pokemon awaited him inside. One of them would be his partner, and probably his best friend. His mixture of nervousness and excitement was nerve racking.
"I'll find my partner here, then my journey will really begin. I bet we'll make a great team. Like Dad and his Jolteon..."
