[h1][color=2e8b57]Isla Gill[/color][/h1][sub][hr][color=2e8b57]Location:[/color] Byjerlfal City, Camphor’s Lab 
[color=2e8b57]Mentions:[/color] N/A[/sub]

Listening to Frieda as she went over the various functions of the special type of Pokédex, Isla briefly caught herself nodding before remembering the weight on her shoulder. He hadn’t even been there for ten minutes and already it just felt…normal. Natural. It just [i]was[/i]. Snorting to herself on that, it seemed that Dancing wouldn’t really be woken up by much at all. Heck, he hadn’t been when the professor felt the need to yell them back in, of all things. Well that’d be good. She focused back on the assistant, all the different things that ‘dex seemed to be able to do. Weather, map, phone, scanning Pokémon at a distance, that was…well, that last one was good. Isla had already gotten her hands on a map and she was reasonably sure her phone could give weather already, and the new Pokédex didn’t have all of her favorite music, but it was better than nothing.

Of course, then she went over the other uses. A virtual assistant…what would [i]that[/i] do, exactly? What would she expect it to do? Maybe…offer advice? Maybe detect hiding Pokémon? And it was a “Level 1 Research ID”...somehow that didn’t sound like it would work for anything outside of the labs. Mireth and the Mexatus Institute, though, those were locations to remember. Maybe when she finally got over there, those researchers would have more information on whatever…particular things were there. Isla wasn’t exactly sure about that, either. Surely they did some of their own research, though, and didn’t also just send-off kids to catch Pokémon for study. Surely.

Getting one of the Pokédexes handed to her, she felt it heft down just the tiniest bit. It was lighter than she expected, for how thick it altogether was, but the item definitely wasn’t like one of her family’s drawing pads back home. It was maybe the size of…someone else’s palm, not Isla’s, green and black in a contrast that somehow slightly evoked the imagery of forests and their shadows. She watched some of the others click theirs on before doing the same and a little avatar appeared on the screen…a tiny, tiny little Professor Camphor with funny proportions. It read-off a bit of information on Eevee, as well as a more personal comment at the end, and that seemed pretty standard between all of the other people. Soon after, she was handed even more Pokéballs and some Potions, Professor Camphor already saying that they were free to go and offloading whatever remaining work she had on Frieda before being led by that same Frieda into the reception area. Nice.

Following her into the reception area, one hand absentmindedly petting at the fringes of hair on her still-slumbering little Eevee, Isla looked around for just a moment. A tension seemed to be there before she decided to, finally, break it. After all…she really, really did want to get out and into the wild, or rather as wild as one could find just outside. “So who else will be going out of the city?”

[hr][hider=Pokémon | Inventory][color=2e8b57]Pokémon:[/color][list]
[*] Dancing | Eevee | Level 5 | Anticipation | Pokéball
Tackle, Tail Whip, Covet, Growl, Helping Hand, Sand Attack, Wish
[/list][color=2e8b57]Inventory:[/color] 2500p[list]
5 x Pokéball
3 x Potion
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