Margo felt bad about Cynthia making up a room just for her, but at the same time she had a phantom feeling that if her mother ever found out she slept under the same roof as a boy, she'd be in for it. It was a strange feeling, knowing that her mother would never find out, but nonetheless the dread fell over her and wouldn't stop nagging at her--new Margo was trying to get her way, but in the end Margo felt that the pokemon center would be the better option. She thanked Dan's family for having her over and made her way to the pokemon center; she liked Cerulean City, it was quite a beauty.
The next morning, Margo had gotten up earlier and went across a nearby bridge, finding herself wandering to the edge of the city and enjoying the sun coming up over the horizon. She had let all her pokemon out to enjoy the water and fresh sea air, each of them finding something to do while Margo let her mind wander.
Eventually, she pulled herself from her thoughts and checked her pokedex for the time, figuring it was probably safe to head back to Dan's house and see what everyone wanted to do today. She felt her anger for Indy slipping, as if it was losing traction the more she thought about it. Yes, she still wanted to show Indy a lesson for what he did to that poor Burmy, but she felt as if maybe he had learned something from Jack that day already. Perhaps she could cut him a little slack for the time being--maybe Cerulean was a neutral territory for them.
Margo knocked at the door of Dan's house--she had grown worried when it took Dan a bit to open the door, wondering if she had gotten the house wrong--and joined Dan for breakfast. She had left Crowne out of his pokeball from her walk back to the city, and was surprised that the Squirte was so docile in the house. It was as if he had manners around other trainers somehow. Indy had come down shortly after she got to the house. She sat at the breakfast table with Crowne in her lap, hugging the little turtle to herself as if he were her personal safety blanket; Crowne didn't mind the affection, and actually enjoyed it most of the time. Hearing Indy's suggestion, Margo couldn't help but make a slight face. The idea of looking at rocks all day seemed... boring. However, she supposed these two would know where to go and what to do in this region, and thus conceded to the idea of fossils.
"Yea... I suppose learning a little bit of history wouldn't hurt." Margo agreed aloud, glancing at Dan, awaiting his opinion on the idea.
The next morning, Margo had gotten up earlier and went across a nearby bridge, finding herself wandering to the edge of the city and enjoying the sun coming up over the horizon. She had let all her pokemon out to enjoy the water and fresh sea air, each of them finding something to do while Margo let her mind wander.
Eventually, she pulled herself from her thoughts and checked her pokedex for the time, figuring it was probably safe to head back to Dan's house and see what everyone wanted to do today. She felt her anger for Indy slipping, as if it was losing traction the more she thought about it. Yes, she still wanted to show Indy a lesson for what he did to that poor Burmy, but she felt as if maybe he had learned something from Jack that day already. Perhaps she could cut him a little slack for the time being--maybe Cerulean was a neutral territory for them.
Margo knocked at the door of Dan's house--she had grown worried when it took Dan a bit to open the door, wondering if she had gotten the house wrong--and joined Dan for breakfast. She had left Crowne out of his pokeball from her walk back to the city, and was surprised that the Squirte was so docile in the house. It was as if he had manners around other trainers somehow. Indy had come down shortly after she got to the house. She sat at the breakfast table with Crowne in her lap, hugging the little turtle to herself as if he were her personal safety blanket; Crowne didn't mind the affection, and actually enjoyed it most of the time. Hearing Indy's suggestion, Margo couldn't help but make a slight face. The idea of looking at rocks all day seemed... boring. However, she supposed these two would know where to go and what to do in this region, and thus conceded to the idea of fossils.
"Yea... I suppose learning a little bit of history wouldn't hurt." Margo agreed aloud, glancing at Dan, awaiting his opinion on the idea.