A world of dreams and adventures!

[tisari]

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[atrb=vAlign,top][classy=rppost]Her hair blowing back over her shoulders in the Dodger City wind, Ilex looked out at the city with wide eyes, arms at her side, mouth open. It was gorgeous. She was happy now that she'd taken the Airline to get over here to start her journey, rather than go through Sasqui. She'd much rather deal with the desert with strong pokemon rather than it being the first time she went out on her own. She was at the Pokemon Lab, a building up on a hill overlooking the sea. She could see the gym from here, and, well, most of the beach. Nonetheless, she couldn't spend all of her time gawking. She had to get her pokemon. And so she spun around, adjusting her dress and her hair a little bit before knocking on the door. She couldn't decide what pokemon to get. It was a tough call. She knew that here in Sasqui, you had to choose a type, and then you were given 3 to choose from... but it was still difficult. Her heart told her to pick Fire. After all, she was a fire type now- but she wasn't particularly proud of it. Water was tempting, but she was too scared of getting all fish for her choices. Electric wasn't that interesting, dark was okay... Ghost pokemon scared her. What would she do? Normal? She couldn't think of it too much. Now wasn't the time. [/classy]

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[Cricket]

The lab assistant looked up from her book when there was a knock at the door, sighing loudly. Why did people insist on knocking instead of letting themselves in? After all it was a public building, and it wasn't like there could even be privacy when there were too many damn Pokemon running around. She let out a sigh, feeling more like a babysitter than a woman pursuing a science career.

She set her pen down and stood up, glaring at the Pokeball on her desk. Getting that damned thing back in the ball had cost her at least thirty pages of reading. Helping this trainer would probably cost another ten or fifteen, if she was fast.

Throwing her hair back into a bun- recommended procedure when dealing with lab stuff- she went towards the door. With her practiced cheery smile intact, she opened the door and beckonned the trainer inside. "Come in, come in!" She falsetto-ed, "Here for your first pokemon? What type do you like? Do you know how this works?" She found that having a more excited voice let her get away with rushing.

[tisari]

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[atrb=vAlign,top][classy=rppost]"Oh," Ilex said in surprise, looking at the lady who had opened the door. "Thanks." She followed her inside, looking up at the machine in awe. Everything about this place was much bigger and grander than it had been in Lilycove. When the lady asked her that question- that dreaded, awful, nerve-wracking question, Ilex found herself unable to ignore the pull in her gut. At least she was aware of how things worked here in the new region. "Fire," she finally said, her voice more shaky and quiet than she'd wanted it to be. She coughed. "Excuse me. Fire," she repeated, louder this time. She clasped her hands behind her back nervously, playing with the fabric on her gloves. She was a little bit terrified, but surely there would be at least one that she liked? And if there wasn't, the mystery ball was always an option. It would either be a pleasant surprise or something absolutely horrible, but she knew she'd have to put up with it. She could handle herself now. She had to. [/classy]

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[Cricket]

Fire. She picked Fire. This made her unnaturally excited, her fake grin quickly replacing with a real one. "Sure thing, sure thing! I'll get to that right away!" She was actually peppy now, snatching the Pokeball off the table as she headed to the machine that delivered the beasts.

Maybe this would be it. She typed the type into the machine, and four Pokeballs dropped down. Trying to surround herself with an air that showed she knew what she was doing, she quickly pushed one of the Pokeballs back in the return. It flew back up with a sucking sound.

However, when she turned around, Pokeballs in hand, she had four. This was perfect. This was when she'd be able to get rid of the demon Pokemon... But... that'd also mean she'd have to release it again.

Avoiding the thought, she sent out the three pokemon. The first, a Magby, looked up at the trainer curiously, holding a confused look for a moment before beaming excitedly. The second Pokemon was a Tepig, who immediately shoved her nose to the ground and began to try and snag some kind of delicious treat. That left... the demon. Trying to hide any hesitation she had, the assistant dropped the Pokeball.

Out came a Cyndaquil. It looked up at her, seeming to recognize her as the lady who'd been chasing her all day. She certainly was quite fun to mess with. He peaked over at his perspective trainer

"There you go~" She said sweetly, trying hard to not glare at the echidna Pokemon. Please pick the Cyndaquil, please pick the Cyndaquil.

[tisari]

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[atrb=vAlign,top][classy=rppost]Ilex watched in surprise as the lady became even more peppy than before. She turned around and studied the lab while the lady worked with the machine. When she heard the sound of the machine slowing down, she looked back at the lady, who had four pokeballs in hand. Her stomach flipped. She couldn't wait to see them, and as they came out of their pokeballs, her eyes traveled over them excitedly. The first, a Magby, wasn't very exciting to her- well, sure, they were cute pokemon, but not something she'd want as a starter. Her eyes lit up when she saw the Tepig. The little pokemon was adorable, but its evolved forms... well, they left something to be desired. And so she looked eagerly onto the third and final pokemon- and was more than impressed. "A cyndaquil!" she breathed, a smile growing on her face. "I've always loved those! Um- can I take that one?" she asked happily, crouching down to look at the little fire pokemon. [/classy]

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[Cricket]

"Yes!" She said, all too excitedly, quickly pulling the other Pokemon back into their balls with a flick of her wrist and a flash of red. They were in the machine as quickly as she could put them there- mystery ball too- as if to ensure the girl had no way of changing her mind.

"Very good choice, very good. He's quite the..." She couldn't find it in herself to compliment the thing, remembering the days she'd spent searching and searching and searching for the damned fire Pokemon who had just up and run. "...the daredevil."


Name: You choose.
Level: 5
Moveset: Tackle, Leer
Ability: Blaze - Powers up Fire-type moves in a pinch
Personality: Likes to do his own thing, this Cyndaquil loves to explore. When given orders, he has to want to them himself as well or else he'll rebel. He is very easily startled and will lash out with fire or flee if he gets nervous.

She smiled eagerly and quickly snatched a bag off the far wall, handing it to the new trainer. "Here you go, here's your things, hope you like your pokemon and have a nice day."

Pack;;
Pokeballs x5
Potions x3
Oran Berry x1
Town Map
Pokedex

[tisari]

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[atrb=vAlign,top][classy=rppost]She smiled as the lady mentioned that the cyndaquil was 'quite the daredevil'; now she definitely knew what she'd name him. She took the bag happily, and proceeded to head towards the Cyndaquil, picking it up like a cat and holding it up in the air. "Gosh, you're cute," she exclaimed, her hands warming up from the heat within the little creature's body. Her eyes flicked back over to the lady, and it was impossible not to notice the please-get-out attitude she was giving Ilex. Happy to start her journey, she put the pokemon back down and headed out, the Cyndaquil trailing along at her heels. "Thanks very much!" she called, before shutting the door to the lab as she left. [/classy]

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