[center][color=gray][h3]Leisy Takigawa[/h3][/color]
Feyhollow Town Outskirts[/center]
Leisy watched as Raven and Oliver battled the strange tan-and-red worm Pokemon. Her Pokedex kindly informed her that the Pokemon was Weedle, a poison type. [i]Poison type![/i] Leisy thought, eyes wide as she scanned the information on the Pokemon type. Weak against ground and psychic types and strong against grass and fairy types, the typing seemed to be mostly paired with bug and grass types. Clapping when Raven successfully captured the Pokemon.

[color=gray]”That was awesome!”[/color] Leisy said, eyes glowing as she jogged over to the boy. The ensuing battle has persuaded her to keep her distance, and now that it had ended Leisy could move freely again. [color=gray]”Now we have to get to a Pokemon Center to heal him up,”[/color] Leisy said, clapping her hands together again as she looked around the forest. Seeing Raven catch the poison-type had made her want to find another Pokemon as well. Now that the woods had become denser and darker, there were probably new Pokemon to find—Pokemon native to Feyhollow. 

[color=gray]”Wanna walk around some more? Or are you planning on heading to town first?”[/color] Leisy asked, frowning. She didn’t want to split from Raven yet, but at the same time they both had different goals in mind. With daylight rapidly approaching its end, Leisy figured that she should use her time wisely.

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[center][color=indianred][h3]Shanae Eller[/h3][/color]
Central City Outskirts - Forest[/center]
The Pokeball blinked once before dulling in color, accepting its fate. Shanae did an inner happy dance. Thank god she didn’t have to loose her fiery Pokemon on the poor plant Pokemon!

[color=indianred]”Way to go, Ebon!”[/color] Shanae said, grinning as she picked up the classic ball. Her seventh Pokemon—she’d almost forgotten the thrill it felt when you caught a Pokemon, the wave of pleasure and accomplishment. [color=indianred]”Mk then, back to Central we go,”[/color] Shanae said, breaking into a job beside her Houndour. 

Memories of running through puddles in the rain and splashing up mud came back, and Shanae realized that she really was happy to be seriously training again. [color=indianred]”Race you to the Center, Ebon!”[/color] Shanae challenged with a grin. The Houndour let out an unamused grunt, speeding up beside his trainer.

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// Leisy (HHG) - 1 extra TP