[center][h2][u][color=00b300]Erza Thompson[/color][/u][/h2]
[@Joshua Tamashii][@PlatinumSkink][@TheIrishJJ][/center]

The cleaning supplies offered by professor Kalmia were certainly received with delight. Erza picked them up, cleaning his clothing as best as he could - boy, what a sprint that was! One thing Erza would make sure of, is to go back and beat those two punks to a bloody pulp when he became stronger. On that matter... should he inform the professor of two pokémon stealing punks? Erza ran the matter briefly in his mind and answered nay to it. He'd solve it himself, one day. [i][color=00b300]It will not be today, nor tomorrow... but one day, I will find you and I will beat you.[/color][/i]

Shoving such thoughts aside, the professor indeed knew Morty, the gym leader of Erza's hometown. Well, he expected as much! She's a professor - she knows everything and everyone... At least, so Erza thought. Then, hope and victory took over the boy.

[color=82c6cf]‘Of course you’re still getting your Pokémon. In fact, appearing like this proves you have the will to overcome adversities to get where you want, which I approve of. Teh-heh.’[/color] 

The professor's words made a smile appear in Erza's face, wide as an Entei's fireblast, his purple eyes filled with delight as he quietly [i]victory-punched[/i] up while restraining himself to not scream 'YEEEEEEEEEEAH BOI!'. Nope. He didn't. Yup, he remained there, perfectly still, smiling and staring in front of him - similar to the state of the slowpoke when they first entered the room.

The door bell rang and the professor hastily attended it. Another beginner trainer?! Lovely, Erza wouldn't be alone on his own! He could beat this guy! Há! No really, he could actually befriend this guy - named Rory - and possibly have a chance to catch up with other trainers. It was certain that some trainers teamed up. While Amelia greeted him and then bid her goodbye, Erza stepped a little closer to the boy, nodding at him.

[color=00b300]"Hey, Rory! Nice to meet you, I am Erza Thompson, from Johto.."[/color] The boy spoke, keeping a warm smile in his face. Did Rory felt all that boiling excitement to get his first pokémon, too? Because Erza could barely keep himself physically immune to the anxiety. [color=00b300]"And uhh, hey Amelia! Take care and good luck! Maybe next time we see each other, I'll challenge your Phantump and make it pay dearly for giving me that scare! Ha!"[/color] Erza chuckled heartily, grinning. 

Then, the boy anxiously turned to look at the professor. Keeping his grin wide as ever. [color=00b300]"Soo, when we begin? What we have to do to get our pokémon?"[/color]