"3000? That's quite a bit.." Hex said, hefting the bag on her.. shoulders? "What do they even sell in a city of dragons, anyway? Scale polishers? Wing wipers?"

Hex fluttered down the cobbled roads of the city, keeping to a low drift so as not to attract attention. Unfortunately, her appearance garnered quite a bit of it. The fact that she was bug-type already did enough to affect her image; It didn't do much to help that she could easily be stepped on by even some of the smallest dragon pokemon. She caught herself getting oddly stared at by most around. They didn't seem angered, more surprised there was a non dragon type. Hex tried to ignore it, but she didn't do too well with being out of the loop. The city seemed to be for strictly dragon types, while most other types were not too common. Hex stared at the large, decadent shops adorning the city's sidewalks. Dragons entered in and out. Hex spotted some various Flygon wearing goggles and scarves, and on occasion a Krookodile wearing sunglasses. The dragon types also seemed to hold a high regard for fashion, too. Hex had never heard of the amazing city before. In all of her lessons, she had only been taught about Allure Town and few, minor facts about Treasure Town. Scale City must've been too far for the scouts to examine, she reasoned. Either that, or they were immediately ejected from the city when they got in. 

Hex found a large, seemingly good shop. She entered, shoving the wooden door out of the way. A long, sleek blue serpent was curled up behind a counter, and various items were displayed through signs and frames. A long price board hung from some tightly bound strings on a shoddy wooden plank frame. "Reviver Seeds will be handy.. and with 3000 poke, I could buy plenty." Hex thought to herself, looking over the prices. "So.. one, 800, two, 1600, three, 2400.. still got 600 poke left after that." Hex pulled a cloth sack out of her bag, with a thin piece of string keeping it closed. "Three Reviver Seeds, please." The Dragonair quickly wormed it's tail upward, twisting it around three of the vibrant, energetic seeds and untying the string closing the bag with it's tail masterfully, getting the needed money. It placed them on the table. "Here we are. Three Reviver Seeds and your change." Hex stared at the table, the seeds lying on them. The Dragonair paused for a moment. "No.. arms.. huh." The Dragonair took out it's tail and wrapped itself around the reviver seeds and poke, before dumping them in her bag manually. "It's the hard-knock life for us." Hex added, feeling the light seeds rattling in her bag.

Hex fluttered out of the shop, the seeds giving her the motivation to keep going. They certainly reduced some of the fear she would be feeling for dealing with the unknown. She began fluttering through the crowd, looking for the members of Team Scarab or the other team they met a couple of days ago.