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Ren listened to the places named by both Jacques and Professor Kalmia, nodding in understanding and flipping open her Pokedex in case there was some kind of notepad function she could use, or somewhere she could type the names so she could write them down on paper later. If no such thing existed, then she'd resort to repeating the names in her head. [color=lightblue]"Thank you, Professor, Sir. This information will help me greatly in my journey around Isson."[/color] Once Shyn had been fully healed, she offered him her shoulders, which Shyn quickly jumped on and wrapped around her neck, happily snuggling in. At Jacques's question, Ren simply smiled. [color=lightblue]"That would ruin the surprise, would it not?"[/color] 

This coming from Ren sounded very much like she was going to commit a murder...

Clearing her throat, she looked down the street from where she'd come. [color=lightblue]"I do not wish to use Legendary Pokemon in my League matches, and I will still become the strongest trainer in the region, without question. However that is but a fun little past-time to what I really want. I won't bore you with the details, however I will leave you a hint:"[/color]

Ren paused and cleared her throat. It certainly was fun to be cryptic; she might have to do it more often! Though it was hard to tell her story without a lump forming in her throat. 

[color=lightblue]"Ten years ago, I came to stay in Isson. I haven't returned home since."[/color] Offshore Island wasn't exactly the most well-known place, but the people of Pureplain, most notably those who visited the port, likely knew. Ren herself could recall the news reports that occurred shortly after her and her grandfather's arrival, and though the reports generated a lot of buzz for awhile, it died as quickly as it had come. With that simple hint, Ren began walking down the street. [color=lightblue]"Sorry for leaving so suddenly, however I haven't eaten all morning. I'm going to get some sustenance, and then visit the 'Super Contest'; perhaps the gym, if possible. Do not worry, Professor, Sir - I will return to say a proper farewell. Unless you wish to join me...?"[/color] 

She was only being polite, of course, but after all they'd done for her, she thought it the least she could do to perhaps pay for their lunches. They likely hadn't eaten in awhile, either, after all. [color=lightblue][i]'I hope I don't need to resort to worse deeds in order to get money...'[/i][/color] She thought to herself with a hint of pain, seeing as her economic status wasn't going well.