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[COMPLETE] From Humble Beginnings Jul 24, 2014 0:58:57 GMT -5

Post by Argyle on Jul 24, 2014 0:58:57 GMT -5

Water. So much water! He had seen the ocean once when he was a child and this boat ride did him no favors in reminding him just how much he disliked large bodies that dreadful blue liquid. He didn't even know how to swim, he was born in a desert for pete's sake! Not to mention how unpleasantly cold and wet it made everything. Ohh well, at least the long ferry ride was over now. Now he found himself walking a mile down a pleasantly paved road (albeit somewhat worn down from so many feet walking down it) from which all manner of different pokemon could be seen in the distance as they lived their lives. Honestly, Wesley had probably seen more kinds of pokemon being kept in this small section Caspian that he had in the last eight years of his life. Not that that stop him at all. From the moment he got off the boat he had strapped his backpack to his back, pulled his faded brown hood over his head to protect his eyes from the sun, and walked down the path without stopping even once to look at the scenery. That was probably why he was going to be the first to arrive at the aforementioned cottage, considering most of the other newcomers from the ferry had taken their time to get their land legs back or to admire the pokemon. Idiots. They were just pokemon. Its not like they hadn't seen em before. Then again perhaps that was part of the whole 'journey' thing his mother wanted him to experience... Bah, whatever. It's not like he wouldn't get another chance later if he felt like it.

Ahh! There it was. His burgundy eyes flitted slightly to the building in the distance, maintaining their usual half-hearted stare. It was a little surprising that the starting point for so many people would be such a small building. It was probably for the best though. A larger or grander place may cause others to feel intimidated or uncomfortable, and others to feel delusions of grandeur for their 'grand journey'. Yeah, this was good. A nice humble beginning. Hopefully the process for getting his 'starter kit' was as simple as the building was.

When he got to the door he stopped for a moment. He stared at the door silently as he wondered briefly to himself what kind of pokemon he'd want. He didn't much care, but hopefully it wasn't anything hyperactive or flighty. It would have to be something grounded... yeah grounded. With a nod his simply and silently let himself in through the door. He looked around the inside of the building for some waiting face, but when he found none he sighed internally. Maybe he had come too soon. Ehh, whatever. He turned his attentions to the belongings that decorated the cottage. At first glance it seemed rather humble, but now that he looked he could see hidden gems here and there: things that could sell for a good sum if they were real. Not that he'd take anything... yet. After walking around and silently perusing for a little bit he stepped even futher in to call out for someone when suddenly he stepped on something. Huh... a someone had dropped a pokeball on the floor.

(Wanted to type more but I've got to head to work. >.< Hope its good enough)

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[COMPLETE] From Humble Beginnings Jul 24, 2014 8:42:50 GMT -5

Post by Bettan on Jul 24, 2014 8:42:50 GMT -5

((Definitely good enough! c:))

Sometimes Gimo would play a game in the morning to attempt to surprise Idina. Mornings where boatloads of children were off to receive Pokemon were the absolute worst for their Trainer, so they enjoyed doing tiny little things to give her a nice cheerful start. Lately, their favorite game of choice had been "Guess which random object laying around is actually Gimo!". Sometimes it was a new painting on the wall that they would wait for her to notice, sometimes it was an open book with a silly title like "balahabalhsba" because Dittos could most definitely not read, but today Gimo wanted to present her with a whole new level of challenge- a Pokeball!

So there Gimo waited, half asleep, for Idina to come out and look for them. It was her day to be the main one in the room, so they were going to stick by her the whole time for moral support. They usually transformed and took a mini-nap about 20 minutes before all of the Trainers arrived, and 10 before the scientist came in and began her search for her little companion.

However, today was slightly different. An impatient boy who seemed to have no care for the scenery around him decided to come in earlier than expected without any sort of knocking or even introduction. Gimo watched as the boy looked around, seeming to admire the state of decoration. What an interesting kid. Maybe he wanted to be an interior decorator. Feeling as if they had nothing to worry about, the Ditto closed their eyes again and decided to just surprise Idina midway through the encounter- OW OW OW FOOT.

The transformation occurred immediately, and instead of a Pokeball under Wesley's foot, he found a shiny blue Ditto writhing in pain and squealing loud enough for the whole cottage to hear. And if that wasn't startling enough, what followed would be even worse. Like a mother bear to her cubs, in rushed Idina. It was some of the most casual anyone had ever seen her- no labcoat on, no earrings in yet, and no makeup on. But she didn't care about being seen without all of her accessories yet, oh no. All that mattered to her was the scene in front of her.

"Who the HELL are you, and WHY is my Ditto UNDER YOUR FOOT?"

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[COMPLETE] From Humble Beginnings Jul 24, 2014 13:40:28 GMT -5

Post by Argyle on Jul 24, 2014 13:40:28 GMT -5

Huh... of all the 'getting your first pokemon' scenarios that played in his head this one had certainly not crossed his mind. He watched in bewilderment as the pokeball under his foot swiftly deteriorated into a screeching blue pile of nonsense. He watched wide-eyed as ~~ferocious beast~~ very upset woman came storming into the room from the back, no doubt ready to kill whomever hurt her precious pokemon. So, like anyone whose very lives were at risk would do, he quickly bent down and swooped up the poor creature appearing as if he intended to apologize and hand the creature to her.

...but then something clicked in his mind. This pokemon he had in his hand was a blue ditto! It was one of the more precious objects in the room. If he took this he could sell it for quite the pretty penny. His eyes returned to their usual listless stare as he analyzed the blob for a moment. For some reason looking at that little face staring expectantly back at him filled him with an unusual urge, an urge that then came to light as Wesley awkwardly gripped whatever side of the creature he could and then nonchalantly streeeeeeetched it out, producing another set of less pained but still uncomfortable squeels. He then turned his head to the woman as he jokingly said, "This is the one I want", though it was a little hard to tell with a poker face like his.

He was, of course, prepared for his inevitable demise but he had one important key to his survival: a little hostage in his hands. Just kidding. There wasn't much he could do if the ditto really wanted to get away from him. He was just having a little fun with the owner to see what kind of reaction he could illicit from her... though some small part of him wanted to just take off with the ditto. But not here. Not now. He'd get it one day but only when it was safe and he was capable of doing so.

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[COMPLETE] From Humble Beginnings Jul 24, 2014 16:46:03 GMT -5

Post by Bettan on Jul 24, 2014 16:46:03 GMT -5

Idina stared.

The day had finally come where she had met a kid so unbearably awful that she was tempted to resign from the job forever. No one, and she meant no one, messed with her perfect specimen of genetic research, in all of their purity and benevolence to the world. And this little kid who looked like he knew nothing about anything involving the world around him and had zero common courtesy was currently squeezing them, and pulling them. Gimo's squeals were breaking her heart, and she wanted nothing more than to grab them and hug them tight and then turn them into a rock and hit the kid upside the head with her Ditto-rock.

But Idina was a quick thinker, and she realized that there wouldn't be a lasting satisfaction in that. Sure, the kid may cry and bleed some and run away and return eventually, but that would mean within weeks he wouldn't be getting the treatment he deserved for such a crime against the world. No, this one... This one deserved quite the special treatment.

She laughed. She laughed and laughed and laughed. At first, Gimo was startled, because they never heard their Trainer laugh like this except to them. But after about 10 seconds the little blob realized that that was not their Trainer's real laugh, and that a scheme was being plotted- so, playing along with it, they started to laugh too. "Ohhh, kid, you... Sure do crack me up!" God, this kind of attitude was hard for her, even when faking it. She was just going to have to try to channel the spirits of all the other ranch hands. "I sure do really love it when someone else can play a prank on ol' Gimo there, who is, you see, quite the trickster themselves! Really tickles my funny bone!" Was that phrase still used? Oh well, maybe she could pass off for crazy old person or something. "Nowwww, my name is Idina Franklin, and I work on this ranch. You should tell me your name, too! I'm here to give you your first starter! Now, sorry to say but you can't have my Gimo there- but I do have a list of Trainer classes you can start with, and their accompanying starters! But first, let's have Gimo return a nice little prank. Gimo, show this guy your special Purugly transformation!"

Gimo was quite the fast Ditto if they did say so themselves, and within milliseconds they transformed into a big fat cat and added about 90 pounds to the weight that Wesley was supporting all at once without warning.

"Now, would you like to look at this list of your options? I have it right here," she mused, waiting to see how the boy would react to the sudden weight gain. But oh, that was only the beginning of the fun.

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[COMPLETE] From Humble Beginnings Jul 24, 2014 19:13:29 GMT -5

Post by Argyle on Jul 24, 2014 19:13:29 GMT -5

Well, he had managed to get a reaction alright. In fact, judging by the sudden outburst of laughter he was fairly certain that he had broken the woman. Honestly it sent chills down his spine. It was only made even more creepy when his little blue victim began to laugh as well. Luckily the woman eventually stopped her crazed laughing and began to speak, though the words he was about to hear gave him little relief. She seemed to take the 'joke' relatively well, though the sheer amount was what was off putting. It didn't take a... well, a scientist to know that the woman was hiding venom behind her words. For a moment he might have considered the fact that she might just be a little crazy, but when she asked her ditto to transform into Purugly he knew she was upset. A Purugy... his eyes went wide once the though registered in his mind just in time for him to tighten his grip as the blob near instantly gained weight. Sure he could have dropped the Dittugly but he wasn't about to let the old hag win, so his body burned as it strained against the sudden increase in weight, his legs just barely able to keep him balanced upright.

"Wesley", he grunted as he struggled to maneuver his arms to allow himself to better carry his furry burden. When he finally managed to obtain a more firm grip she offered him a list of options for his class and pokemon. Of course, being the vengeful witch she was, she didn't show it to him and simply asked if he wanted to see it. She obviously was taking joy in stalling and watching him struggle. Still he continued to play the game as he gave her a fake smile, "O-Ohh yes please! I would love to see the list. Could you please hold it out for me? I-I seem to have my hands full with your lovely friend here."

((xD I'm fairly certain that he should be able to handle 90lbs... I think. It reminds me of how long how bad my concept of weight is. >.> I'm just going off the fact that I know my friends can lift me and I weigh 135. Ahh whatever. If you wish to speed it up a little you can assume he will choose ground pokemon from the list. I didn't type it because I didn't know if she'd cooperate. ))

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[COMPLETE] From Humble Beginnings Jul 25, 2014 11:06:12 GMT -5

Post by Bettan on Jul 25, 2014 11:06:12 GMT -5

"Oh, right, I'm so sorry. Here, let me take them off your hands, I just thought I would show you how Dittos work." She nodded once again at Gimo, and they immediately turned into a small Pidgey to fly away, and then once perching on her shoulder, they transformed into a teeny tiny Joltik to make escaping as easy as possible. "Quite amazing, isn't it? They can do whatever it is they want to." Idina forced a grin (which must have resembled a Ponyta pulling back its lips to menacingly show their teeth, considering how unnatural the facial expression was to her), and held out the list. "No Ditto, unfortunately, but there are quite a few options. All with very unique Pokemon. So pick which class you're interested in, and then I'll go grab any Pokemon that you are interested in seeing."

Idina knew that she would be picking whichever Pokemon he'd like to see very, very carefully.

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[COMPLETE] From Humble Beginnings Jul 25, 2014 13:52:29 GMT -5

Post by Argyle on Jul 25, 2014 13:52:29 GMT -5

Wesley gave an inward sigh of relief as the weight lifted from his arms. "Ohh how how knowledgable you are miss Idina! I so nice to learn new things. Why it almost feels like kids these days don't know anything right?", he said sarcatically with an equally fake smile on his face, mocking her 'friendly' tone. He stepped forward and took up the small list. It was quite the selection they had available, with many names of pokemon he didn't know. However if there was one type of pokemon he did know it would be ground. So he looked up to the woman (almost shuddering at that creepy smile as he did so) and said, " I'd like to be a Specialist Trainer. Ground type". Looking at the list they have five or six ground types that may be available. He preferred something like a cubone or sandile over the cutesy round types like phanpy or hippo-potatos (I nickname that stuck from childhood when he couldn't pronounce it correctly), but he hesitated in saying that out loud. Would the woman heed his words or try to go against him. Well, for now he would take the risk. So with a slight sigh he looked up from the list again and said, "In particular I'm interested in cubone, sandile, and gligar"

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[COMPLETE] From Humble Beginnings Jul 25, 2014 16:06:37 GMT -5

Post by Bettan on Jul 25, 2014 16:06:37 GMT -5

"Oh, Ground types? Isn't it your lucky day. Yesterday, we almost ran out of Ground types due to... The Ceram City gym asking to inspect the majority for confirmation to be given out. So the ones we have here are the few remaining, and have been approved to be the best of the best, and have the capabilities of being the most powerful of all! Great for an inspiring young man such as yourself." But better yet, great for her. Idina had a feeling these claims of greatness would attract the brat, he most definitely seemed the type that would be easily fooled with promises of 'oh, they'll be useful eventually'. "Well, those are wonderful choices. I'll go back and fetch them for you!~" She flashed one last smile, and then turned around to speed towards the back.

"God, that was terrible," she mutterd to the Ditto on her shoulder as soon as she was out of earshot, losing all facial expression entirely. "I need some damn coffee. Maybe even a smoke, even though I wanted to avoid that while I work here." Did people really smile that often? Her jaw was incredibly sore just from those few minutes of trying to look happy. Perky people. She never understood how they functioned, and no research into their genetic code would probably be able to explain it for her, either. Ah well, but that was to come later. For now, the task at hand was in front of her. It only took a few minutes of shuffling through the Ground-specialty Pokeballs to find exactly what she wanted- three with a label on their ball saying "BEHAVIOR NOT APPROVED - PROCEED WITH CAUTION". Raising her eyebrows and smirking as a substitute for evil laugher, Idina stripped off the labels, pocketed them for the two he didn't chose, and departed back towards the front.

"Oh, I'm so sorry if I kept you waiting, due to our low availability these were hard to find, and guess what- these three are the only ones left of their species, so you, my boy, are going to get a one of a kind Pokemon! Isn't that great?" And with that, she released them, letting all hell break loose.

The Sandile was the first to do anything. As Idina made it very clear to release him right in front of Wesley, rather than her, the incredibly aggressive and territorial reptile- who also, due to a birth defect, had a constant tooth ache- let out a screech and immediately started chewing on Wesley's shoe while making growling noises and flailing his tail around, trying to seem as big and threatening as possible. The Gligar saw this and immediately started laughing like a maniac, which, in Gligar-noises, just sounded like a very loud shrieking bellow. In all of her excitement at seeing the chaos unfold in front of her, she naughtily started swooping around the room, loudly knocking on every wall, lamp, and painting, which was making quite the racket. It was incredible that nothing was falling down or breaking with all of the things she was hitting. The Cubone, however, smaller than most, was clinging to Idina's leg, and seemed incredibly frightened with all the chaos surrounding him. So frightened, in fact, that all he could do was hug her leg as tight as he could and sob from the startling environment all around him. This just made the Gligar laugh even harder. So hard, in fact, that she needed a place to perch- and the first option she saw was Wesley's head of snow white hair, so she landed there and continued to thrash around laughing.

All Idina did was smile.

"Well, make your pick. I promise they will all grow up to be very, very talented Pokemon. Bred to perfection, after all, and they are our last choices of each."

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[COMPLETE] From Humble Beginnings Jul 25, 2014 17:15:22 GMT -5

Post by Argyle on Jul 25, 2014 17:15:22 GMT -5

Once she turned away Welsey rolled his eyes and looked around. He finally slipped of the hood that had been covering his hair from view, sweeping his messy hair down with his hand so that it wasn't standing from taking off his hood. By the time the woman had returned Wesley's expression had returned back to its usual listless stare, eyes half open as he watched her bring in the pokemon he requested. He was slightly surprised when she stated these pokemon to be 'one of a kind', but it sounded about a phony as them being 'the best of the best'. No, that was probably just pandering. He doubted that whomever bred these pokemon would be so heartless as to label them by 'potential' anyway.

Or at least that was his line of thought before she released them. Once she let the pokemon loose he knew exactly what she meant by 'one of a kind'. She had probably hand picked these specifically to make things hard on him. Still, he said nothing at he carefully inspected them all. He watched silently as the sandile rushed for his foot, its teeth harmlessly digging into his thick, albiet quite worn hiking boots. He was obviously very aggressive and would probably be rather difficult to get him to become obedient. Even if the boy did befriend him it would still take a while longer to get the sandile to get along with other people and pokemon. Then there was the gligar. It didn't take long to see that it was a troublemaker. Honestly if anyone was suited to take her then it would be Wesley. He didn't mind its antics and had the patience to put up with the racket it made as well as any of its consequences. Even when she landed in his hair and painfully began to thrash about Wesley didn't really react much outside of a small flinch. Then there was the cubone. He stared at it for a moment before he decided to take a few steps closer ignoring the fact that his new shoe attachment began to flail even more wildly in response until his toothache kicked in and it let go. The cubone opened its eyes momentarily to see why the screeching had gotten even closer only to see Wesley knelt in front of him causing the cubone to shrink away and cling even tighter.

Wesley smiled a slight soft smile, barely noticeable before he looked up to Idina and stated, "Him. If you don't mind I'd like him." It was probably the most genuinely sincere and soft tone he'd taken since he left his home. For some reason the small cubone struck a cord with him. To be so frightened of even just the racket of a childish pokemon, Wesley could only imagine how much trouble it will be for him once he took the pokemon into the outside world, but he felt that this one needed to go out far more than the other two. Welsey stood up and looked at Idina with genuine curiosity as he asked, "Is there a reason why he is so afraid?", only looking momentarily to flinch as the gligar began to shake its tail in front of the would be trainers face.

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[COMPLETE] From Humble Beginnings Jul 25, 2014 17:43:49 GMT -5

Post by Bettan on Jul 25, 2014 17:43:49 GMT -5

Idina watched the boy react to everything, and couldn't help but lose her phony smile and revert back to her default curt look. Did nothing phase this child? Was he really so used to chaos and so apathetic to everything around him that he didn't even care that a Gligar was in his hair? As he stepped towards her, she flinched slightly, hoping the brat wasn't trying to launch the Gligar from his head at her face or something like that, but even more worrying to her was when he bent down towards the Cubone. She wish she hadn't picked that one- she was hoping to grab one of the ones with a bone throwing problem, not one so afraid it couldn't move at the sound of a Gligar noise. But 'company policy' claimed she couldn't say no to any requests, so the poor little creature would be forced to be given up to such a boy. Pursing her lips together, she quickly recalled the two other menacing Pokemon, and then tapped Gimo to go down to the crying creature. They quickly made their way down and transformed back into their natural self, and then started up their silly antics in an attempt to cheer the Cubone up- a well practiced strategy to the many crying baby Pokemon the ranch often encountered. At the silly faces and gurgling noises, the Cubone managed to stop crying, and even loosened up some- giving Idina the opportunity to break her leg free of his grip and pull Wesley slightly to the side out of earshot.

"...Listen," she hissed, through clenched teeth, avoiding eye contact but still managing to maintain a strong presence. "Cubone, you see, have natural attachment issues. Some cope better than others naturally. Most need a Trainer's help, but start off at least with some trust issues. This one, on the other hand, has lacked that development, for simple personality reasons. Which means it will be your job to build that attachment through bonding. Now then, I barely trust you. However, I cannot say no to your request. But do you know what I will do?" At this, eye contact was finally made. "I will write down your Pokenav number, and I will write down your name, and so help me if I see a news story about an abused, abandoned Cubone, I will no exactly who's information to give the police. Do you hear me, young man?" Her face was flat, and her tone was cold. "Now, I will be going to the back to retrieve your things. Your first trust exercise will be to be alone in the room with that Cubone, as well as Gimo, for two minutes. Maybe even name him if you would like. Let's see if you can pass that test."

She turned around to depart, before stopping for a mere moment. "And one last thing. Ground types are immune to Electric Types. So if you so touch my Gimo again, they will have no reason to worry about harming Cubone if they transform into a Raichu and electrocute you." And with that, she was off to the back.

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[COMPLETE] From Humble Beginnings Jul 25, 2014 20:05:23 GMT -5

Post by Argyle on Jul 25, 2014 20:05:23 GMT -5

When Wesley saw the woman finally lose her incessant smile he was sure he had done or said something wrong. He silently watched as she retrieved the other two pokemon relieving him of his burden and allowing him to rub away what little pain or irritation remained. He had a fairly high pain tolerance so he could have endured much more than a childish gligar's antics. It became rather obvious that her expression had nothing to do with the gligar or sandile once as she let down her blue companion and pulled Wesley aside. He listened intently as she began to explain the issues with Cubone and trust as well as her distinct lack of trust in Wesley, all the while his impassive expression remained unchanged masking his growing worry and pangs of regret. It was relieving to know that she was finally being honest with him but, listening to her words, he couldnt help but feel that perhaps he was making a mistake. His ability to interact with other humans was fairly inadequate, let alone his ability to get along well with pokemon. Still, he simply nodded back to her, a response to let her know he was listening and understood her before she decided to leave him alone with Cubone and Gimo.

Ohh boy. Even after Idina left he still silently watch the two pokemon. He wasn't even sure where to start. Was he prepared to start a journey with Cubone? He himself was actually forced to go on this journey. He only came out of respect for his mothers wishes and as such didn't have much motivation or care about what happened to him. Still he honestly felt that he could help this Cubone. So he stepped forward slowly as he watched for when the Cubone would start to grow tense from his presence where he would stop and sit down crosslegged. He wasn't ready for this at all but whatever.

"Hey there", he said with a small smile before pausing for a moment. The Cubone watched him warily of course, stepping closer to Gimo as he watched the boy. Wesley sighed and rubbed the back of his head as he continued, "I'm not so good with talking to others, so I suppose I'll just talk to myself for a while."
He smiled and paused once more, waiting to see if he'd get a reaction out of the pokemon as confirmation that he was okay with it but there was no such luck, " So it seems I've got to go on a journey, to go out into the world and learn my place in it, you know? It is supposed to be some big thing everyone does. But I can't go on my journey alone. I need a friend to go with me, but you see I don't have many friends. Do you think that you could be my friend?" By this point his face had become beat red from embarrassment. Yeah he was no good with this sort of thing. "I think I'll name you White. I heard White is the name of new begginings.

He turned his attention to Gimo for a moment, trying to stop blushing before Idina returned and added jokingly, " Not a word to Miss Idina", despite the fact the the pokemon could not speak.

(I procratinated to long and have to go. I'll let you take care of Cubones response xD)

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[COMPLETE] From Humble Beginnings Jul 25, 2014 21:05:39 GMT -5

Post by Bettan on Jul 25, 2014 21:05:39 GMT -5

Gimo watched in interest as the kid opened up. Well, he seemed sincere, which was good enough for the little blob. They would have to reassure Idina at some point. And hey, Wesley wasn't grabbing for them anymore, so hopefully he was at least respecting the Ditto. The Cubone, on the other hand, didn't seem to be registering Wesley's words all too well, and kept his head down and shuffled closer to Gimo. He seemed to be in a perpetual state of shock and closed-offness, and was only willingly inching towards Gimo because the Ditto had played with him once before. But, there was one thing that he noticed... The boy seemed to name him. Which meant he must belong to the boy now. The Cubone slowly glanced up at Welsey while still keeping his head down, and gently gave a small nod, before going back to looking at the floor.

"Oh, look, someone's behaving," came a sarcastic tone of voice from the back doorframe. There Idina stood, sack of items in her hand. She strolled over and set them next to Wesley, grabbed Gimo, placed them on her shoulder, and immediately turned around. "There's everything you need. Write your name on your Trainer Card. Take care of that Cubone on your trip. Now then, I'm off to go ask for my shift off for the next hour." Without a good bye, she left the boy alone. If he happened to watch her walk out, he would be able to notice a certain tiredness in her step, and see Gimo reach to slowly wrap her head around their arms in a hug.

Wesley has acquired White!

White
Male - 5 - Lightning Rod
Timid - Somewhat stubborn
HP: 65/65
EXP: 0/5
Moves: Growl | Tail Whip | Hidden Power (Ground)
Held Item: N/A

Items:
Items:
5000PKD
Pokedex
Pokenav
Pokeball x5
Potion x4
Full Heal x2
Gym Pass
Badge Case
Ground Charm

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[COMPLETE] From Humble Beginnings Jul 26, 2014 5:58:54 GMT -5

Post by Argyle on Jul 26, 2014 5:58:54 GMT -5

Once she returned the boy was once again his boring apathetic self. He stared silently as she placed his new starting belongings on the table beside him, told him what to do, and left wearily out some back room. The boy chuckled softly to himself as he took off the backpack and began to pocket his new belongings. Once he was done he took out a piece of paper and wrote down:

"567-787-3333. You did leave him with an idiot after all.
Thank you for everything - ಠ_ಠ"

He then folded it and wrote on the outside "For Ideena Franklin". He figured the drawing of a disapproving, apathetic face would be enough to let her know who wrote it. He knew that it wouldn't be long before he had questions and he didn't lie when he said he had few friends. Not to mention he couldn't exactly get help from his family. It still caused him to chuckle as he imagined the woman tossing the paper out, as he was sure she would. Ohh well, whatever happens will happen, he will deal with it then. With that completed he turned back to White, knelt down and asked, "You ready to go?"

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Last Edit: Jul 26, 2014 6:02:51 GMT -5 by Argyle

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Welcome to the Shoutbox, a place for questions and conversation!

Deleted: Good, working on finding a job, how about you? Aug 14, 2014 10:54:40 GMT -5

Paprika: Heading for bed, actually. A bit sick, but I can't pass up tomorrow because too much stuff to be done. x.x Aug 14, 2014 10:59:58 GMT -5

Paprika: I do hope you'll be able to find a decent job! Aug 14, 2014 11:00:12 GMT -5

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