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[Karasu]

[cs=3][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, text-align:center; border-style:dotted; border-width:10px; border-color:#FFCDE6; border-radius:32px; opacity:0.75; font-variant:small-caps; padding:5px; width:99%;,true][atrb=style, background-color:#2039D5; color:#8BD5FF; border-style:outset inset outset outset; border-width:5px; border-color:#6294FF; border-radius:16px 16px 0px 0px; padding:3px;]Tesla, after establishing his own personal lab and home in the eccentric city of Landark, decided it was finally time to take control of his life again. In all of his 34 years, he has never actually owned a Pokémon of his own, and it's never too late to become a Trainer. With that, he locked up his lab and floated to the "official" Pokémon Lab of Landark. The door was already open, and Tesla entered somewhat cautiously, always suspicious of whatever they were doing inside this superfluous building. He didn't see anyone inside, and waited for someone to show up.
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[Cricket]

Most trainers made apparent that they were there, which is why Nicole had given up checking. It was a miracle that she happened to get up to get a drink at that very moment, passing the doorway leading into the lab. She walked straight past him, and in the side of her vision, she caught a minor glimpse.

It made her jump back, staring at him. "O-oh." She cleared her throat, cheeks turning a mild pink color with embarrassment, "S-sorry. Are you here for your first Pokemon?"

With her heart racing a mile a minute, she had forgotten about her quest to obtain water. Now she simply focused on him, trying to offer a smile though her face was probably the epitome of flustered. "Type? Do you know what type you want?"

[Karasu]

[cs=3][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, text-align:center; border-style:dotted; border-width:10px; border-color:#FFCDE6; border-radius:32px; opacity:0.75; font-variant:small-caps; padding:5px; width:99%;,true][atrb=style, background-color:#2039D5; color:#8BD5FF; border-style:outset inset outset outset; border-width:5px; border-color:#6294FF; border-radius:16px 16px 0px 0px; padding:3px;]Tesla remained still as the woman went through her cycle of emotions, attempting to devise an acceptable answer. "Yes," he said briskly, "I am here to become a Trainer." He stared at her for a few more seconds before floating backward slightly at her next question. "Type? What exactly are you asking?"
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[Cricket]

Once her heart had calmed down a bit and she started breathing, she could fully take in the... person. After working at the lab for multiple years, the strange morphs that came in should cease to amaze her. But this was a new one (certainly an aversion from the typical Pokemon tail and ears).

She tried not to stare, lowering her eyes to the floor as if she had spotted something interesting before meeting his eyes once more. "Uh... type. Like, Pokemon type. Fire, Water, Ice, Dark, you get the jist." She smiled, gesturing to the machine before adding, "I will insert the type there, and four balls will come out. You will get to see three, and the forth will remain a mystery if you decide you want to take that chance."

She had always just assumed everyone knew how it worked here. Everyone always seemed so excited and well educated when they walked into the doors, clearly having done their own night by night research into the subject of Pokemon. It was a rare occurrence that she had to explain it, though it was certainly not something she minded doing.

[Karasu]

[cs=3][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, text-align:center; border-style:dotted; border-width:10px; border-color:#FFCDE6; border-radius:32px; opacity:0.75; font-variant:small-caps; padding:5px; width:99%;,true][atrb=style, background-color:#2039D5; color:#8BD5FF; border-style:outset inset outset outset; border-width:5px; border-color:#6294FF; border-radius:16px 16px 0px 0px; padding:3px;]Assuming Tesla knows how something works is usually correct, but this was one of the few times where the opposite happened to be the case. From the woman's erratic—by his account—explanation, Tesla managed to grasp that he picks the type he wants for his starter, and then decides from the available options. He ran through a quick strategic list of types and their matchups in his head, and came to a decision—almost. "I'd like either Electric or Psychic," he declared, not wanting to let her speak further for the moment. After a few more seconds of thought, he said, rather abruptly, "I'll choose Steel."
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[Cricket]

She blinked, not completely sure how he went from Electric and Psychic to Steel. "Um... Alrighty!" She allowed her voice to pick up more enthusiasm, not wanting to be rude in any way. Interns who were nicest had more of a chance to progress to professors, of course.

"Steel it is." She turned her back to him, glad she no longer had to force herself to only look at his eyes. She went quickly to the machine, locating the hardly used button and pushing it. It even made a new-button-noise as it was pushed. People didn't generally pick steel.

"Here we are..." She said, picking up the four Pokeballs and making sure to keep track of the order they came in, "Here are your three choices." She tossed them at the same time, three Pokemon emerging side by side. The balls came back and she managed to catch one while the other two dropped to the floor behind her. Blushing, she hoped he was too focused on the new creatures in front of him instead of her mistake.

An Aron, Klink, and Magnemite were now in front of him. They all seemed to glance around at first, used to being contained, before their personalities were made clear. The Aron looked up at the two floating Pokemon, giving an excited, <Hey!>, hoping to coax them down to talk to her. The Magnemite did so quickly, dropping low and moving enthusiastically as he did so, <Hey buddy nice to see you what are you up to this is fun I hope we can do this more often.> The sentences all formed into one due to the lack of pause, and the Aron immediately looked overwhelmed.

The Klink, on the other hand, just watched them. She made no move to approach them, or the strange trainer looking at them, or even the one who had let them free. Her gears spun a little, clearly not sure what to do with herself.

"Cool beans, so just pick one! Also, there's this fourth one." She held the ball up, continuing, "You can pick it too, but I can't tell you what's in it before hand."

[Karasu]

[cs=3][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, text-align:center; border-style:dotted; border-width:10px; border-color:#FFCDE6; border-radius:32px; opacity:0.75; font-variant:small-caps; padding:5px; width:99%;,true][atrb=style, background-color:#2039D5; color:#8BD5FF; border-style:outset inset outset outset; border-width:5px; border-color:#6294FF; border-radius:16px 16px 0px 0px; padding:3px;]Tesla didn't comment on her attempts to restore her perkiness. All of this was, after all, only a formality. The three Pokémon appeared, and he identified them as Aron, Klink, and...! Tesla was stunned at seeing a Magnemite as one of his choices. Immediately his mind flashed back to that fateful night...but he pushed the thought out of his head before it could distract him any longer. He snapped back into reality just in time to see the Magnemite's greeting to the Aron, and he appeared just as rattled as Aron was. To avoid being questioned by the woman, he turned to the Klink, who preferred to stay floating off on her own. Having a Klinklang would definitely be a valuable asset later on. He gave himself dozens of excuses for why not to pick Magnemite - it has a bad movepool, it has few advantageous type matchups, its third evolution is harder to obtain, its stats are too low, and many more. Thus, he turned back to the Aron, and debated its benefits over Klink. Aggron's Rock-type would be more of a hindrance, and though it has very good defenses, it is easily crippled by a Fighting- or Ground-type attack, and its own offenses leave much to be desired. After briefly considering and denying the fourth mystery option, Tesla beckoned the Klink closer, and told the woman, "Klink will become my partner."
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[Cricket]

She brightened at his choice, used to people picking the Magnemite and Aron. Klink, out of the three, was definitely the least popular, and it was cute to see an unsure Pokemon be chosen.

The Klink stared at his beckoning hand for a moment, completely caught off guard. Her startled eyes went from his hand, slowly to his face. <Me?> Her voice was soft, for she hadn't meant to ask it out loud. Unsure, she looked at the two other Steel types who were talking to each other instead of paying attention.

Slowly, she came closer, gears turning as she looked him over curiously. Definitely an interesting trainer, that much was clear. Maybe the right kind for her.

"Thank you for coming!" The woman said, returning the two Pokemon, "Feel free to stop by if you have any questions. I'll give you your bag now where you'll find potions, pokeballs, a map and pokedex, and a berry if we managed to find a few recently..."


Name: Trainer's Choice
Gender: Female
Level: 5
Moveset: Vicegrip
Personality: A little insecure, this Pokemon needs a good boost of confidence before she does most things. She is very sweet, loyal, and happy once you get to know her.
Ability: Clear Body

The woman grabbed the bag she'd described, handing it out to him.

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

[Karasu]

[cs=3][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, text-align:center; border-style:dotted; border-width:10px; border-color:#FFCDE6; border-radius:32px; opacity:0.75; font-variant:small-caps; padding:5px; width:99%;,true][atrb=style, background-color:#2039D5; color:#8BD5FF; border-style:outset inset outset outset; border-width:5px; border-color:#6294FF; border-radius:16px 16px 0px 0px; padding:3px;]Tesla attempted to smile at Klink as she spun her way toward him. It didn't quite work, and for a human it would have appeared awkward, but luckily Tesla was able to pass it off as Porygon-Z nature, if anyone asked. He managed to catch the last words Aron was saying to Magnemite before he was returned mid-sentence, and he ignored them in favor of taking Klink's ball. He balanced the ball on his antenna and received the bag from the woman, nodding to her and leaving the lab, Klink enthusiastically clanking along behind him.
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