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~Tyrian Vision!~

Note for future Tyrian (That was the name given by nice purple girl.): Shiny thing does not taste good.

Suddenly, it was pulled away before he could try and see if he kept chewing on it, it would taste better.

Addendum: Shiny thing can move! Attached to...nice smelling lady! (Addendum Addendum: What does addendum mean?)

Nice smelling lady suddenly poked him in the cheek. Oh hey, that tickled! Ooh, did shiny metal lady want to play? He reached up with his front paws, placing them on her. He rubbed his head against her non-metal leg, attempting to do the same. However, before he could do that he was suddenly flying! Ooh, did he suddenly gain wings? Could he fly? That'd be nice. He'd go play tag with a pidgey! Wait...what was even a pidgey?

However, it turns out he was not in fact, flying. Nice purple haired lady (mommy?) Had picked him up. He was...resting against something nice and soft. He wasn't entirely sure what it was, but it was nice! Maybe he'd lay here for a bit.

[color=662d91]"I'm so sorry."[/color] Nice purple lady said. What was she sorry about? He shifted, trying to get into a more comfortable position against whatever this soft thing was. [color=662d91]"I have no idea what he was trying to do."[/color] They were having fun playing. No one should be sorry for fun! Oooh no, did purple lady say fun times had to end? He was just getting started too! Oh well. He'd have fun with purple lady, then!

[color=662d91]~Abigail Blanchett/Cerise Fontaine~[/color]

When Gwen poked him, Tyrian made a cute small growl. Abigail feared for a moment he might try and do something. While she certainly had no intention of being nice to that cripple, but she wasn't about to let her pokemon do something that might hurt someone. Thankfully, though, he didn't do anything. Instead, it looked like he just wanted to play.

[color=662d91]"Nido!~"[/color] He happily cried, rubbing the side of his head against her leg, careful to avoid jabbing her with the sharp horn on his head. He continued to look up at Gwen, tilting its head to the side. It almost seemed like he wanted Gwen to pet him. However, before he could, Abigail picked him up, careful to avoid the spikes.

[color=662d91]"I'm so sorry."[/color] She replied as Tyrian fidgeted in her arms, trying to get comfortable. [color=662d91]"I have no idea what he was trying to do."[/color] She continued. [color=662d91]"He didn't hurt anything did he?"[/color] Not that she particularly cared. Cerise seemed to like her though, so that was enough for her to at least be...somewhat polite. Speaking of the Red head, where had she...?....a glaring match with the Natu. Abigail couldn't help but to chuckle a little at that. Well, at least until Cerise noticed Abigail, anyways.

[color=ec008c]"Oh, hello Abigail."[/color] Cerise said, walking back over to the two of them. Natu flew from Ceries's shoulder, deciding to land on Abigails instead. It chirped happily, content with his new perch before nuzzling up to Abigail...giving a slight glare to Cerise in the process. Cerise audibly sniffed, before completely ignoring it. The bird pokemon simply rolled its eyes again before focusing on Gwen as Cerise went to introduce the two.

[color=ec008c]"I suppose I should introduce the two of you. Abigail, this is Gwen. Gwen, Abigail."[/color] Natu tilted its head at Gwen, almost seeming to size her up as he had done earlier with Cerise. He flitted from Abigail's shoulder, and circled Gwen for a second, before landing back on Cerise's shoulder - though not before giving her a soft peck on the cheek again. Ignoring him, she continued. [color=ec008c]"And don't worry, Abigail, I'm sure...Tyrian was it? I'm sure he wasn't trying to hurt anyone."[/color]

Hearing his name, Tyrian let out another small cry. Abigail simply gave Cerise a somewhat annoyed look. Why did she introduce her? Not like she was going to be friends with the crippled or anything. In fact, that would be the exact opposite of progress. She didn't say anything else, and instead waited for Gwen to speak first, if at all.

Thankfully, Professor Elm cut in before either of them could say anything else.

~Professor Elm~

Sophie was the last, then. Good, then they could all get underway! Things had went as smoothly as he could have hoped. Aside from a few misconception about the pokedexes, anyways, but those were easily sorted.

[b]"Alright, since everyone has their pokemon I think its time all of you got going."[/b] He said to the group. He walked out from behind the table, Alfred following behind him. [b]"It's already passed Noon! It would be better if you could go ahead and get at least halfway to Cherrygrove before dark."[/b]

Alfred waved goodbye to the trainers, before going back and gathering up placing the rest of the pokemon that weren't taken. They'd have to find someone else to give them too. Maybe a Daycare in Kanto or Hoenn. They'd keep them a few more days, of course, just in case there were any late comers, but they'd have to do something with them in the next few weeks.

So they were leaving, then? Finally. Abigail could hardly stand this lab any more. Not to mention being around certain...crippled people. Without another word, she left the lab and made her way towards route 29, Cerise following behind shortly afterwards. Tyrian climbed up on her shoulder...was he waving bye? Apparently he didn't understand they'd probably be seeing each other again on route 29.

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