[@jeroukoo]

The male nurse sighed with pity as Malcolm shivered. [b]"Well, let's get you taken care of, okay."[/b] He said as he motioned for Malcolm to follow him to the front desk. [b]"What's your name?"[/b] The man said, as he logged into a computer. [b]"I'll look up your information. We can get you set up with a room, and I'll have your replacement trainer card ready for you in the morning."[/b] When Malcolm didn't respond right away, the man looked up from his computer with a confused look on his face. 

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[@Alisdragon911]

A kind nurse with a southern accent took Faye's Pokeballs. [b]"You should get something to eat at the cafeteria while we tend to your Pokemon. It'll only take ten minutes or so."[/b] 

The cafeteria was semi-busy with trainers getting food. Some of them had their Pokemon out, eating with them, Pokemon that Faye had never seen in person before. She couldn't help but be amazed. Maybe someone here could give her a few pointers. 

In the back of the cafeteria, a young brown haired girl, around Faye's age, sat quietly as she ate lunch alone. She seemed nice enough. 

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[@Wayward]

It was evening in New York City, and while the inside of the train was warm enough, outside was a cold 38°F. Bryan would have to visit a Pokemon Center before it got too late. It wasn't supposed to drop bellow freezing or snow, but still, there's never any need to be cold and miserable when there are Pokemon Centers waiting to take care of you for free.