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[color=gray][color=darkblue][center][h1]Adriana City[/h1][/center][/color]

Isaac sheepishly stepped out of the building that housed the laboratory, unable to fully process his first official day of being a pokemon trainer. Adriana City's lab was located in the luxurious part of town and he couldn't shake off the funny way the employees looked at him. Was it his boring outfit? What about his glasses, were they the problem? A very self conscious and jittery Isaac took a seat on the ground and began to rummage through his backpack. The sleek and shiny pokeball and pokedex contrasted the heavy wear and tear of his bag, and for a moment he felt guilty, as if he stole something.[color=ffc300] [i]Maybe people will think that![/i][/color], he thought nervously. Having worked at an auto repair shop for most of his life, he was used to being filthy and sitting down wherever, but that philosophy wasn't exactly compatible with this part of the city. Isaac stood up, and returned to the humbler streets near his home.

Becoming a pokemon trainer was something he never in a million years would have done. If it weren't for the revelation of his mother being alive somewhere, he would have probably stayed at the shop his entire life, not that he had a problem with that. And as he began to get lost more and more in thought, the sight of a resting magnemite shocked him almost as much as a thunder attack from one of them would have. A steel type! With how familiar he was around machinery, Isaac decided early on that he'd capture and train one. The last thing he wanted was an unpredictable and dangerous animal to constantly have to deal with.

He had studied plenty over steel types a few days ago while he was still packing. Magnemite would eventually evolve into magnezone, a speedy and sleek fighter that had more in common with a fighter jet than any organic creature. This particular magnemite was in the dead end of an apartment cluster, not in a hurry to do much. It could hover away and escape, but this little urban advantage would at least make it tougher to do so. Isaac clutched his one and only pokeball like a stress ball, his sweaty hand struggling to correctly grip the polished and new material. On the other hand was a brochure on how to safely capture a pokemon, taken from the laboratory reception desk earlier. He knew all the theory behind it, and held it out of stress and a need to reassure himself more than anything. Isaac stared at the tools in his hands and then at the magnemite. [color=ffc300][i]I know the theory, but what about the practice?[/i][/color]

He exhaled, raised a knee and pulled his pokeball arm back until it couldn't stretch any further. Gathering all his inner strength, he whipped his arm forward while vividly imagining a magnezone in his posession. Isaac missed. Isaac missed! So badly, infact, that the pokeball didnt even open due to how far it was from the magnemite. It smacked a nearby trash can and rolled back to him lazily, scaring off the pokemon and his confidence in one loud bang. And as he waddled over to pick up his one and only pokeball, something else seemed to have noticed him.

A scraggly mareep emerged from the shadows. It was covered in grime and cocked its head at the nervous visitor in front of him, curious as to why he flung a shiny rock at its home. He was hesitant to try and capture the pokemon, but figured he had no choice but to at least try.

Isaac straightened out the brochure and held it directly in front of him. The first step to catch a pokemon like one of the pros, it said, was to ensure a distance of around seven meters. A smile slowly crept on the boy's face as he realized that he had already achieved that. [color=ffc300]"Okay, now for step two!"[/color], Isaac exclaimed, triumphant. He lowered the brochure to look at the pokemon again. Something was odd. [color=ffc300]"Weren't you further away from me?"[/color] He muttered nervously, as it seemed to have moved closer to him while he was distracted. His eyes stared at the cute infographics within the brochure and sought further instructions. He quickly looked in front of him again and the mareep looked even [i]closer[/i]. It was to Isaac's horror that he realized that the filthy little sheep was slowly walking towards him.

[color=ffc300]"S-Stay back!"[/color] he shouted, but the animal ignored him and continued to inch forwards. Was it angry? [i]Scared?[/i] [i]DEFENSIVE?[/i] [b][i]CURIOUS!?[/i][/b] [i][b]HUNGRY???!!![/b][/i] Isaac entered a state of total panic and alternated between gawking at the pokeball, the brochure, and the dirty sheep in front of him. The mareep was unaffected by his meltdown and stopped to stare at the trash can. It headbutted the trash can. And again. And again. And a few more times. Isaac was bewildered at how happy it looked. [color=ffc300][i]Did it..... like the noise?[/i][/color] Seeing such a ridiculous display convinced him to leave the area and ditch the mareep. The only problem was that it was now [i]him[/i] who was cornered in the dead end and it was the [i]mareep[/i] who was eager to approach him. 

Isaac looked at the pokeball again and generated an idea. He'd lob it at the trash can to join in on the noisy fun. It was an industrial garbage bin with a large surface area so it would be hard to miss or hit the mareep. And afterwards, he reasoned, the pokeball would just roll back to him and he wouldn't lose it! And then the pokemon would be distracted and he'd just go and catch a steel type! With a confident smile, Isaac threw the pokeball. He missed the enormous target spectacularly and the pokeball hit the mareep in its rear. It snapped open and shut before Isaac could yell out an apology. Mareep was caught.[/color]


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Pokemon captured: 1 (Mareep) Lv.1, Nickname and gender still unknown
Party:
Mareep Lv. 1
Inventory:
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