[b][center][h2][color=66CDAA]Nate[/color][/h2][/center][/b]
[b]"Alright, then!"[/b] Prof. Elm started. [b]"Please, chose your Pokemon carefully. These Pokemon are all friendly, and shouldn't be dangerous. This is a huge step forward for all of you! Nowadays, not many trainers get their licenses or even get to go traveling these days. But enough about that, I'm sure you don't want to hear about that. You've all probably heard about that to last you a lifetime. Alright, so, who wants to choose first?"[/b] 

Looking around the inner lab, one could only see various different machinery the Professor used to take important measurements and other statistics. Nate was familiar with most of the technology present at the lab from his previous experiences when visiting his mother's workplace, back when they lived at Hoenn. That was, in fact, the spark that ignited his interest in technology. Nate patiently waited in line as, one by one, his fellow soon-to-be trainers picked their Pokemon. He grabbed his Pokegear from his pocket and checked to see if there any messages that needed to be answered. [color=66CDAA][i]"Mom... Of course, I should have expected a flood of messages from you. I'm surprised I didn't notice it 'till now,"[/i][/color] Nigel thought with a smile on his face. His mom, albeit assuring him that she wouldn't bother him [i]too much[/i] while he was out traveling, ended up breaking under the weight of anxiety and had sent him some 20 something messages. Nate, though, didn't mind it at all, because he knew that she cared about him. He messaged her back, telling her he was fine and about to pick his first Pokemon.

Amongst mom's many messages, Nate singled out one that was from a different sender. [color=66CDAA][i]"Ley... Like mother like daughter, you're such a worrywart."[/i][/color] Nate messaged her as well, telling her to not worry about him and instead, focus on finishing he studies. While closing his Pokegear and putting it back inside his pocket, Nate noticed that there was no line before him. Instead, there was a table with 9 pokeballs, placed one next to the other, forming a neat line across the table. Nate looked around and noticed that three people had already picked their starters. That short, one-legged, white-haired girl was talking to the redhead from before, one of the purpleheads, Abigail, was talking to her Nidoran and the other purplehead, Yuu, had just released his Eevee for the first time and was walking around the lab, his Eevee following close behind him.

Nate walked forward whilst taking a big breath in before exhaling. [color=66CDAA][b]"Well, it's time for the big decision!"[/b][/color] he said out loud for no apparent reason. He took a minute to skim over the name tags placed in front of each pokeball. [color=66CDAA][i]"Hmm, Totodile's definitely the choice here. Swinub's a good Pokemon as well, as far as I know, but before I walked inside this building, I was set on picking a water type as my starter and I'm not about change that at the last minute. Totodile it is,"[/i][/color] Nate thought and reached for the pokeball, grabbing it and releasing the little fellow that was inside.

[b]"dile?!"[/b] Totodile exclaimed, squinting its eyes at the sudden surge of light. It took some time for it to adjust to the artificial lighting of the Lab, time which Nate had plenty of. He waited as the little fellow looked everywhere around it, taking in the strange environment. Then, it's eyes locked on Nate and at that moment, Nate knew he was in for a trip. [b]"DILE!"[/b] the little pokemon lunged at Nate and started biting him everywhere. It bit his arms, his legs, and even his head. At first, Nate was shocked but he soon realized that the bites didn't hurt at all. Totodile was just playing. Nate relaxed a bit, letting the small croc do its thing for a while before picking it up and setting it in front of him. [color=66CDAA][b]"How's it going man? Guess what? I'll be your trainer from now on. My name's Nate!"[/b][/color] he told Totodile, who looked at him quizzically. [color=66CDAA][b]"And from now on, your name shall be...Seb! What do you think?"[/b][/color]

Totodile looked Nate in the eyes and for a moment, it felt like it was searching for something. Soon after though, both of them burst into laughter, filling the lab with happy vibes. After settling down, Nate stood up and walked over to the table where the trainer licenses were at. He took a minute to find his between all the others, and at that time, Yuu started talking about how there were no Pokedexes handed out. At the mention of Pokedexes, Nate instantly tensed up. In reality, it was all fun and games but even at that time, there were people out there getting hurt and even killed by feral Pokemon, just like his dad. He turned towards Prof. Elm, [color=66CDAA][b]"I'm of the same mind. I was told that, along with our starter pokemon, we would also be handed our own Pokedexes. I find it really strange that there's not even a single pokedex that I can see inside this room. Why's that, Prof. Elm?"[/b][/color] he asked him with a serious look, a look completely different from the one Nate had merely minutes ago.