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@whimsley

Derrik Sculler

Pokemon Team

Status: Good
Nature: Sassy
Likes: Bitter food
Dislikes: Sweet food
Ability: Levitate (Immune to ground and arena type moves)

-500 pokedollars
-1 potion
-1 Evergreen pokeball
-1 Evergreen pokedex

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It was a simple handshake; one that ended up surprising him with how firm her hand was against his own, which was hard as rock and felt rough like sandpaper. A palm that were once covered in blisters now harden into calluses; hands of one who had gone through countless hard labor and properly showed those trained muscles of his were by no means simply for show.

Here he wondered how to possibly repay the woman who gave him the tools to start his journey and of all the possible suggestions, hers outright trumped any he could possibly think up. As catching all poke; by no means a small feat and one that only the very special few have probably achieved, if any at all at that.'Ya askin a beyond the black stump with that task o yours. Cour, I ain't a bloke to turn down chaggers. Laughing boisterously at receiving such an impossible and endless task, one he looked forward to taking on.

Derrik released his grip while noticing a playful smirk on the young professor's face, seeming about to tell him something important and listened earnestly to every word.

What she said, however, only confused him; perplexed on what she was on about regarding ice crystals and permafrost? Whatever this bit of info was about would be left unanswered for the professor cut herself off to be left said at a future time. This just made the aussie disappointed, but hearing she had more to see and chirped up with renewed interest as he watched her look up from the floor till her gaze peered up into his eyes.

The next bit of advice given to him; actually coherent and helpful or at least to him and though he was curious about the ice crystal part, thought it best to let it wait as she wanted.' a g'ood onya lass to be givin the advice.' Gracious for all this assist and kindness, the foreign male had bent down to give her a hug to show proper appreciation, not knowing the custom of hugging strangers would be odd to these folks.' Ya have a g'day and till next we meet eh? lets get off, Gazzo! One last nod to Evergreen before turning his attention to the ghastly who had been floating there, apathetic to everything around him.

The gas ball let out another scoff before turning its back to him, the action showing it still refused to listen or even acknowledge this human as its trainer. 

Rubbing at the back of his head with an exasperated sigh.'Still bein a ruddy ratbag ain't ya? Get on with it ya prat.'He stood there for half a minute in hopes the ghastly would comply, but showed no sign of doing so; most would be right pissed. Yet, Derrik had dealt with many stubborn pokes and just gave a shrug of his shoulder before taking the pokeball out, giving the button a tap as he was still figuring out how to use this spherical device. Not till he heard the hum did he aim it at the ghastly and got to see as a red beam of light basically suck the pokemon inside and thus leaving him flabbergasted at how such a small object can hold creatures of such size.

This was only the beginning of the strange and new exotic wonders he would see along his travels; a tip of his hat to Evergreen and he was heading off to the front door. Passing through the labs to see the mysterious technologies and moving furniture until he stood before the door, ajar with the ice cold breeze blowing through to brush an caress his scarred skin and messy black hair.

An adjustment of the hat and a deep breath followed creak of an opening door, then Derrik made his first step out, officially a trainer from this moment on.

A long and arduous adventure with no end in sight that traveled for as far as the snowy white glistening hills that sprawled on into the unknown. A briefest of moments, Derrik could swore he saw himself standing at the very top, the sight of his back; strong and unmoving like the mountain he stood upon...an unparallelled strength of that of a pokemon master.

-A foreigner's prologue ends, a trainer's story begins-

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The moment now gone, his first decision already made as the new trainer went left, making his way to the mart. Heading inside to check the wares to see if they might have anything worth needing for he had no idea how far the next town was, and a pokemon who refused to listen didn't help him none.

Depending on what they had, he would spend what he needed then left the mart after pocketing any possible supplies. From there, he trekked off to the gateway that lead off to a road covered with snow packed down by countless trainers, carts or unknown pokemon.'Right..well don't know what a cubchoo is, but trackin one will be a pie o piss. With his skills in tracking, it certainly would be a breeze to find one, especially after taking what the professor took into consideration.

only problem? A ghastly that refused to give him the time of day to even take even a single command he issued.' Best be avoidin any bazer till we get Gazzo's attin.'Pulling out the pokeball to call out ghastly who simply blinked with an bored look on its face.

Without a word, Derrik just smiled at him then took a step forward...exiting and leaving behind the town where it all began...

A roll of ghastly's eyes, it floated reluctantly after.

((will leave any possible things he might of bought from the mart from whimsley's next post then go right to continuation of this))
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