[center][color=gray][h3]Leisy Takigawa[/h3][/color]— Outskirts of Stillwater —[/center]
Hearing Ella’s reply, Leisy decided to use this time to pull out her Pokedex and start reading up on Stillwater. According to the open database, Stillwater was home to many people who realized that city life wasn’t for them, making it a popular stop if you ever had any broad questions about the meaning and purpose of life. The town was noted to have a relaxed and rather slow pace — sometimes a little too slow for those used to the city, it seemed — but overall it was still a living, breathing civilization.

Leisy was just about to open up a file on rumors and miscellaneous information about the town when loud noises — hissing, it seemed, and a shriek that caused Leisy’s hair to stand on end — sounded from inside Ella’s room, prompting the girl to swivel and knock on the door in alarm. [color=gray]“Ella, you okay in there?”[/color] Leisy asked. Her friend’s voice could be heard, distressed and panicked as some tumbling could be heard — [i]her Pokemon? Or worse?[/i]

Trying the handle, Leisy found that the antiquated metal cogs had long since worn away, allowing her to push the door open. [color=gray]“Ella!”[/color] she cried, seeing the mess. Her friend hurriedly returned the Pokemon and ran out of the room before Leisy could stop her, leaving Leisy standing in the room that was beginning to smell of burnt cloth. Looking around, Leisy figured the damage done was relatively small total, and the replacement fees probably wouldn’t amount to much considering that everything was pretty old and worn in the first place. The phone was probably the most expensive thing, looking like it belonged in a museum anyway, and with that thought in mind Leisy exited the room and made her way to the front of the Pokemon Center where Ella was talking to the old man from last night.

[color=gray]“Ella, are you alright?”[/color] Leisy asked, rushing to her friend’s side and looking her over. [color=gray]“Thank Arceus you’re okay — that acid looked pretty nasty back there.”[/color]

“Acid?” the man echoed, bushy eyebrows rising slightly in surprise before a hoarse croaking noise bellowed out — a laugh, Leisy realized. “Praise Giratina, you youngsters these days really are sum’thin, huh? I can’t even remember the las’ time Toxicroak did anythin’ half as excitin’ as this,” he said, calming down. “Tell ‘ya what — you all come back after you’ve become exper’ trainers and talk to me, an’ we ain’t gotta problem. There’s lot’sa old supplies stashed in the closet, ‘an I’m sure I can get every’thin replaced without ‘ny trouble.”

[hr][hider=Leisy’s Pokedex]
[b]Rank: [/b]Beginner > Skilled
[b]Organization: [/b]Helping Hand Guild

[b]TP:[/b] 120 +1 +1(HHG bonus) = 122

[b]Inventory:[/b][list][*]Pokeball x 3
[*]Rare Candy x 2
[/list]
[b]Pokemon:[/b][list][*]Bidein “Dei” ♂ — Fletchling (7)
[*]Naunet ♀ — Piplup (7) 
[*]Devinco “Devi” ♂ — Larvitar (5) 
[*]Cassia “Sia” ♀ — Ekans (1) 
[*]Tyrus ♂ — Gastly (1)
[*]♂ — Sewaddle (1)
[/list][/hider]
[@luckyblackcat]
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[center][color=lightsteelblue][h3]Cillian Weiss[/h3][/color]— Feyhollow Town Outskirts —[/center]
[color=lightsteelblue]“Count me in,”[/color] Cillian said, chuckling as he watched Juana’s Corphish scuttle around the group, waving its pincers in thinly veiled threats. [color=lightsteelblue]“Granbull, huh. Don’t people usually make an effort to keep the Fairy Pokemon in their basic form, Snubbull? Since it’s cuter and all.”[/color]

Hearing Tora’s remarks about how tired Juana was, Cillian turned to look at the girl. While she was clearly more tired than he was, she still seemed quite determined, and Cillian couldn’t fault her there. [color=lightsteelblue]“I guess being a Pokemon trainer really is harder than grade school, if we’re going to have all these late nights,”[/color] he said with a grin. [color=lightsteelblue]“But, then again, events like a Pokemon going missing or a mission probably cause adrenaline rushes that would lead to a temporary lack of drowsiness. But, it’s your choice Juana,”[/color] Cillian said, waving and following Tora into the woods. [color=lightsteelblue]“Safety in numbers, but it’d be bad if you passed out on us.”[/color]

Turning, Cillian pulled out his Charmander’s Pokeball, figuring that the fire on its tail would provide some light despite raising awareness of his presence in the dark of the forests. [color=lightsteelblue]“Heya, Haz,”[/color] Cillian said, looking down as his Charmander gave him a goofy grin. [color=lightsteelblue]“It’s been a while since I pulled you out, huh? Not that long, but long enough.”[/color] Bending down and giving his Charmander a quick head rub, Cillian led his giddy Fire-type into the forest.

[hr][hider=Cillian’s Pokedex]
[b]Rank: [/b]Beginner
[b]Organization: [/b]Helping Hand Guild

[b]TP:[/b] 81 +1 +1(HHG) = 83

[b]Inventory:[/b][list][*]Pokeball x 3
[/list]
[b]Pokemon:[/b][list][*]Hazmat “Haz” ♂ — Charmander (7)
[*]Kelby “Kelb” ♂ — Mudkip (7) 
[*]♂ — Scyther (3)
[*]♂ — Bulbasaur (1)
[/list][/hider]
[@silver fox][@toadropes]
[hr]98CP