[center][h2]Nicholas (Nick) Dalton[/h2]
[h3][url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4481495]Central City[/url] (Helping Hand Guild HQ)[/h3][/center]

     When [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4486084]Nick's[/url] Pokemon had finally tired out from playing among themselves, he returned them all to their Pokeballs. He then turned to the large [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4487593]"Helping Hand Guild"[/url] headquarters. The night was still young, and the place was still very active with trainers coming and going. With a deep breath, he moved forward. 

     Nick walked around the lobby admiring the Pokemon of other trainers. He had never seen so many different kinds of Pokemon. Some of these trainers had to have been from out of the area. Under his breath, he let out a silent, [b]"Wow"[/b]. As if hearing this, Feathers (Staravia) came out of her Pokeball in a sudden flash of red light. 

     [b]"Staravia!"[/b] Feathers began flying around the lobby sometimes swooping low. She was obviously showing off. Her efforts worked. She had adoring fans in a matter of moments. Though, she also had a few not so happy onlookers as well. Not everyone appreciated low flying Pokemon brushing up against their head. 

     [b]"Hey kid. You should probably call back your Pokemon before she causes a scene."[/b] The voice came from behind Nick. 

     [b]"Yeah. Right!"[/b] pulling out Feathers' Pokeball, Nick spoke loudly, with authority, [b]"Feathers, return!"[/b] A red beam of light engulfed the flying Pokemon, bringing her back into her Pokeball. Nick turned around to appologise to the man that had spoken to him, [b]"Hey sorry about that. She's never..."[/b] Nick's sentence stopped short as he realized that this was the same elderly man that was nearby when Feathers evolved. [b]"Oh, hi again. Can I ask? What are you doing here?"[/b] 

     The old man let out a small laugh that emitted some sort of wisdom, [b]"I come here some evenings. I'm friends with most of the staff here, and I love seeing all the Pokemon that come through this place. So much young spirit! There's not much else to do when you're retired."[/b] 

     [i]"That makes sense"[/i], Nick thought to himself. 

     But the old man wasn't done speaking just yet, [b]"You know, as a Beginner, you're gonna have a hard time controlling your evolved Staravia. I'd advise that you not use her in battles with other trainers, and be careful in wild battles too. In fact, you should focus on getting stronger as a trainer before letting your Pokemon evolve."[/b] A puzzled look crept across Nick's face. He didn't understand how you could stop a Pokemon from evolving. The old man noticed this look and explained further, [b]"When a Pokemon is about to evolve, they will begin to glow a bright white light. I'm sure you remember this."[/b] Nick nodded vaguely before the man continued, [b]"Well, when that happens, you can stop them from evolving by quickly recalling them to their Pokeball. They won't try to evolve again until the next time they level up. You'll have to keep stopping them until you're ready."[/b]

     [b]"You sure know a lot about Pokemon, sir. Who are you?"[/b] Nick wasn't trying to sound rude, but some may have seen his line of questioning in that way. 

     The old man didn't mind at all though, but he obviously wasn't ready to divulge that information, [b]"Oh my name? Don't worry. That's not important. What's important is that you're learning. And I'm sure you will become a fine trainer one day!"[/b] With a chuckle and a nod, the old man began to walk away, [b]"Goodbye, and good luck!"[/b]

     [i]"What a strange, yet helpful old man."[/i] Nick told himself before waving a goodbye, [b]"Yeah... bye!"[/b]

[center][color=fff79a]***[/color][/center]

     Before heading back out to the city streets, Nick registered to become a member of the 'Helping Hand Guild'. As he walked, he pulled up the 'Menu' inside his Pokedex and began reading all about trainer ranks. [b]"Beginner, Skilled, Expert... and  Master"[/b] Thoughts of becoming a Pokemon Master ran through his mind. Along with those thoughts came nerves; 'was he really cut out for it?' he wondered. He's never been the highly motivated type...

     He then shook his head to try and clear the self doubts. [i]"No need to worry about that now."[/i] he thought to himself, [i]"One step at a time."[/i]
     
[hider=Nick]
[b]TP:[/b] +1 = [u][b]5[/b][/u]

[b]Pokemon Party:[/b]
[list][*]Little Guy (Munchlax) ♂ , lv13 
[*]Feathers (Staravia) ♀ , lv16
[*]Krabby ♂ , Lv4
[/list]
[b]Pokemon Reserves:[/b]
[list][/list]
[b]Inventory: 1/10[/b]
[list]
[*]Pokeball x1[/list]
[b]Rank:[/b] Beginner
[b]Organisation:[/b] [url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/4487593]"Helping Hand Guild"[/url][/hider]
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+1 CP = 15 CP