Indigo nodded as the professor explained the details of their region. All in all, he still hadn't gotten an exact answer from the Professor, but he figured he could always call the lab later. The professor thought he was admirable, and that made Indy feel guilty while wanting to laugh. Yeah, right, Prof...
After Indy had spent countless weeks lounging around Cinnabar in fine establishments and eating the most expensive food he could find, he'd racked up quite the bill. And truthfully, this had been his whole life, having the opportunity to always buy what he wanted whenever he wanted without so much as a blink. But when his parents had found out, they had been angry-- rightfully so. He nearly shuddered at the memory, the bleeding disappointment dripping from their words and the tangle of lies that were unraveled from his own. They'd nearly pulled him from his journey, but Indigo had begged and begged and eventually, they'd conceded-- miraculously so. But not without a deal. And that was that he had to show his progress by getting a ribbon or a badge or some kind of proof that he was actually working, training, not just lounging about like he had been. And he had to pay them back for all of his tomfoolery. Suffice it to say, Indigo had his work cut out for him. But that was enough time dwelling inside his head.
Indigo slugged Dan playfully on the shoulder. "Let's blow this popsicle stand, Dan." And he held open the door once more, sunlight pouring from the sky onto the first steps they would be taking as trainers.
Once they were out, Indigo immediately consulted the map on the pokedex. "So, look here," he said pointing. "Says we can take either Quiet Road to Shamba Town, the closest city to here. But we could also go to Breezy Forest which'll take us to Muzin Beach." Indigo folded his arms across his chest, thinking. "They're both gonna take around a full day to get to. I dunno... You pick."
After Indy had spent countless weeks lounging around Cinnabar in fine establishments and eating the most expensive food he could find, he'd racked up quite the bill. And truthfully, this had been his whole life, having the opportunity to always buy what he wanted whenever he wanted without so much as a blink. But when his parents had found out, they had been angry-- rightfully so. He nearly shuddered at the memory, the bleeding disappointment dripping from their words and the tangle of lies that were unraveled from his own. They'd nearly pulled him from his journey, but Indigo had begged and begged and eventually, they'd conceded-- miraculously so. But not without a deal. And that was that he had to show his progress by getting a ribbon or a badge or some kind of proof that he was actually working, training, not just lounging about like he had been. And he had to pay them back for all of his tomfoolery. Suffice it to say, Indigo had his work cut out for him. But that was enough time dwelling inside his head.
Indigo slugged Dan playfully on the shoulder. "Let's blow this popsicle stand, Dan." And he held open the door once more, sunlight pouring from the sky onto the first steps they would be taking as trainers.
Once they were out, Indigo immediately consulted the map on the pokedex. "So, look here," he said pointing. "Says we can take either Quiet Road to Shamba Town, the closest city to here. But we could also go to Breezy Forest which'll take us to Muzin Beach." Indigo folded his arms across his chest, thinking. "They're both gonna take around a full day to get to. I dunno... You pick."