[center][color=indianred][h3]Shanae Eller[/h3][/color]
Central City - Pokemon Center[/center]

[i]Technology these days,[/i] Shanae thought, taking a moment to admire how fast and efficient the machine worked. The nurse returned with the Pokeball within the minute, handing it back.

“You should probably figure out which Pokemon you’re going to drop off,” Danielle said, a polite smile on her face again. Shanae’s eyes widened slightly. [i]Of course![/i] she thought, internally facepalming as she looked down at the Pokeball in her hands. [i]I now have seven Pokemon, which means I’ll have to store on in the PC.[/i]
    
Thanking Danielle, Shanae walked over to the machine beside the counter, looking at it warily. Sure she’d heard about the system and even read up on its inner workings, but the PC storage box had always seemed so intimidating. What did it feel like to be stored in a PC? Was it like drifting in limbo? Dreaming? Or was it a dreamless sleep in which Pokemon would think about the world? The possibilities were endless, and Shanae felt a wave of beginner-trainer uncertainty roll over her.

Ebon nudged his trainer, eyes solid and serious as he stared up at her. Giving her Pokemon a thankful smile, Shanae quashed the unease inside. As indecisive as she was, her choice was clear: she’d leave the Hopip. Her other Pokemon weren’t yet evolved nor high-leveled enough for higher-tier battles, and she still had a long way to go before challenging a competition or the like.

After dropping the Pokeball in and watching the Hopip appear on the PC screen, Shanae signed off her account and let the screen go black. [i]At least I don’t have to switch out any of my main six, [/i]she thought with a sigh. Yet.