[h1][color=f7941d]Abigail Lowe[/color][/h1]
Location: Redorchard

Abigail was confused by the guy's statement. Of course he hadn't seen Waffles much, that was like the entire point. She was about to mention that, but Lynn started talking before she got the chance. Thinking about it a bit more, she decided not to say anything anyway, realising that maybe the poor guy just wasn't that bright. She didn't want to make him feel bad about it right after meeting him. Not everyone could be smart with things right away. Waffles however, looked a little affronted by being overlooked.

As it turned out, there wasn't really a chance anyway, as a really tall woman - compared to Abigail anyway - came through the crowd towards them. [color=f7941d]Hey, I never realised there were so many people watching![/color] suddenly, she was even more glad that they won. Maybe it explained why the kids got so weird after they beat them. It would make sense, being upset about losing so bad in front of a big group like this. What was happening again? Oh, yeah, tall lady.

[color=ed1c24]“I’m Professor Ficus, I run this lab. Well, when Rue lets me. I’ll be keeping an eye on you three. I want to see what you can do against real trainers."[/color] Abigail beamed at the praise. She'd probably seen the professor around Redorchard before, but she honestly didn't remember. Aww, but the baby was just so cute! It was all happy and everything! Distracted by the baby, she failed to notice the change in Ficus' expression as she looked at their Pokémon. Until the shouting started. She just about choked on the candy she was chewing in shock when the professor turned back to them.

[color=ed1c24]"And I’m HOPING you weren’t going to just stand around and let your Pokémon stay injured? Your Meowth is POISONED, you know?” 
[/color] Nope, never mind, not okay! It wasn't cute, nothing was cute! Abigail squealed slightly, trying to find an object to hide behind. Failing to find an object, she went for the next closest thing, which happened to be Meowth's trainer, firing out words like a machinegun. [color=f7941d]"Ohmygod please don't kill me I'm sorry professor! I didn't even leave Redorchard once yet I have so much to live for!"[/color]

The professor pointed towards the lab, ordering them to go. Abigail decided to listen, slightly afraid that the professor might kill them all just by looking at them. She didn't want to be incinerated today! Or, you know, ever. She walked over to Waffles, holding out the Deerling's pokéball with an apologetic wince. [color=f7941d]"Thanks, Waffles. Um... Sorry you got hit out there. I'm gonna try even harder next time, okay?"[/color] she said, quietly. Waffles locked eyes with his trainer for a moment, before nodding, trotting forward a few steps and pressing his head against the ball, returning himself to it. 

Abigail stood up, and started to walk towards the lab looking a little more subdued than normal. She really did feel kinda bad about it. Not because she hadn't managed to heal him right away, but because she hadn't even thought about it. She'd need to make sure to pay attention and look after her Pokémon if she was gonna be a master properly.

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Pokedollars: 700


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Potion x1
Ficus Ball x1
Ficus Pokedex x1
Assorted Candy x???
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Waffles (Deerling Summer Form) Lv. 7
Type: Normal/[color=007236]Grass[/color]
Nature: Serious
Ability: Sap Sipper

Moves: [list] [*] Tackle
[*] Growl
[*] Camouflage 
[*] [color=a36209]Sand Attack
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