[@BytheSpleen] [@Light Lord] [@Ninian]

Spud enjoyed Liza's gentle hands against his head.  He bobbed his head excitedly before waddling off clumsily after his trainer, who had started to wheel her chair away from them.

Sirina turned her wheelchair around to face the girl again, applying the breaks and rapidly putting in her number.  [color=ec008c]"Of course.  That is a nice Pokegear you have there.  I've got a X-transceiver. My parents wanted to make sure they can see me every night i guess."[/color] She chuckled lightly.  As she finished, she disengaged her break, turned around and started rolling again.  After hearing Liza talk about her grandmother.. Sirina couldn't help but think there was something else in that story.. something Sirina had no right to delve into.  So she dropped the subject. 

She listened to the conversation about technology.  She'd never been that good at Technology herself.. her only real skill was being able to type 46 words per minute.  Which wasn't even that impressive if one stopped to think about it for a moment.  She could just barely use her X-Transceiver to communicate with her parents, send text messages, and call people. There was more to it.. but Sirina didn't want to mess with it and maybe accidentally break it.  She maneuvered around a large gopher hole, jostling herself back and forth as the uneven ground made it slightly more difficult for her to travel.  Not as bad as it could have been considering her parents had found thick tires for her wheelchair to allow her to go off-roading a bit easier.

[color=ec008c]"Devon, Pent did you want to exchange numbers as well?  If we got separated and i somehow found a mega stone for one of my pokemon, i would want to keep my promise."[/color]

Nana raised an eyebrow. [color=ed1c24]<Unlikely.  Not impossible.>[/color] She stated.  [color=ed1c24]<Though i trust you would know best. You are one of his Pokemon.>[/color]  She shook her fur.  [color=ed1c24]<Sirina is sensitive as well about her condition.  I have seen her get angry if people call her 'disabled.' I can understand why he would be against having help.  Being independent seems to be something valued by humans.>[/color]  She flicked an ear, watching as the man limped across the pavement in a painfully slow fashion.  Well, at least his pokemon knew how to help him.  Sirina.. Sirina was fine as always, wheeling herself around a couple of holes and some of the bigger lumps in the road. at least the grass wasn't tall here, because if it was, Sirina would have to fold up her hair and Nana would have to carry her.  She glanced to the two healthy humans of the group.  They might not be so keen on having two slower companions on their journey.. especially considering Devon's insistence that they get moving.  She flicked her tail, bringing her attention back to Sirina.