Scholar Leo Cyrule
Dune City; Pokemon Center burned
Well, it seem liked that lot had other things to do than to try and follow Leon to the police station. So be it… fools will always be fools it seems… and while the other trainers enjoyed a nice night out by the oasis. Leon enjoyed a nice night camping out in the police station as a guest. Quite literally a guest. Instead of setting him up in a cell, they had set up a cot in one of the empty offices.
The solice even gave him a chance to call his family in the morning.
“Hey mom,” Leon hummed as the other end was finally picked up. He lifted one of his books, and began to read over something pretty dry. Electronic circuits and computer loic. Grand and boring it was as it was all just concept. But hey… interesting doesn’t get you into a university, you do interesting in the university.
“Leon! You’re alright!?”
“Well everythings attached, and my partner got really roughed up. But yes… so far everything is somewhere along that definition. I guess a bit of mental scaring here and there after witnessing a dead body and a man on fire.”
“A dead body? And you’re saying that calmly?”
“….” Leon really didn’t have much of a response.
“Yeah, an officer’s child alright. Let me guess, you’re just not thinking about it?”
“S-something like that…” Leon hissed… really wishing he could forget about that.
“Right. Anyways, you said partner right? I’m assuming that you mean a pokemon?”
“Y-yeah! A treecko.”
There was a silence for a moment… and then a roar of laughter.
“Am… I missing something?”
“No no! It’s just it’s just like you! The quiet loner.”
“I’m not a loner.”
“Pft please! How many other friends have you made?”
“… point taken.”