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I might slowly be coming back to life. Getting laid off does give one more time to think about stories and such.
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3 yrs ago
Happy new year. Yes I am still alive. Bleep you 2022.
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4 yrs ago
You need to chill, girl. ;P
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6 yrs ago
I still don't know why I'm awake.
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6 yrs ago
I have no idea why the hell I am still awake right now. I blame my brother.
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Bio
I'm a 30-something woman just looking to keep those writing muscles in whatever shape I can. I'm also Canadian, so fill the rest of this bio with every stereotype you can think of. I've also single, so clearly I'm a catch.
The girl he was talking to seemed to clam up and shake her head no. It was a bit weird. Maybe she figured she made a huge misstep with the weather line. It was awkward sure but it wasn't anything to get so upset about. "OK...well I'm going up that way... so yeah...you two try not to fight any more OK? Yeah..." Katya was as chipper as ever, waving at the two girls as Erik turned around and headed up the hill towards Oak's lab. "Rose!"
It wasn't all that steep of a climb but still Erik was glad to be done with it. The outside of the giant laboratory look like it had been well kept anyway. All the herbivore Pokemon around here it was hard to see how it couldn't be. Cries could be heard from all over the area. Most of them sounded happy at least. Erik was in awe of how how massive the complex was, while Katya was just breathing in the clean-ish air and fragrant scents coming off her fellow Grass types.
As Erik walked up to the door a younger looking girl came running out moving at a Rapidash clip. She was flying by too fast for Erik to even ask what was going on or why she was running like that. Must have been excited to start her journey or something. He could only shrug as he continued in past the still open door. From the sounds of things there were people talking to the left of the hallway. Just as well it looked slightly cleaner than anything that was on the right hand side of the lobby.
Gary was taken back by the kind of reaction he got from the assembled group of trainers. A couple of them seemed way too excited to be seeing him, the youngest one was so overwhelmed she ran off. Nice to know I still have the effect on people. The other two were just...there. I remember when I had the entire group though. As Erik shuffled in behind the people, in place of the departed Claire, The Viridian Gym Leader figured that was as good as it was going to get for now.
"All right rookies, you may think that you're just going to have a walk in the park through this league, but there are some tricks up our Leaders sleeves that you might not be ready for. I should know. I took this challenge ten years ago before I was hired on as Viridian Gym Leader. You all are going to be travelling across brutal terrain, over oceans, through mountains. You'll be fighting again wild animals, ten times the levels of the Pokemon you have with you. But at the end, is a pretty nice reward. Money, a bunch of it, as well as a claim to fame that will never die. Champion of Kanto. If you're ready for that, then come forward and grab your Pokedexes. If not, you may want to follow that little girl out the door right now."
The young woman with the dark skin shook the cobwebs loose off of her body as she stepped off of the huge Sail-branded airship that had just docked in Regala. Between the long and cramped boat journey from Castelia City to Port Fae, the long and frankly way too expensive cab ride from Port Fae to Spirivic, and then the airship ride from Spirivic to Regala, she had been doing a lot more sitting and laying still than she had been used to. Her right leg was feeling the effects of it and she reached down to rub at the weakened limb. As she did so, the young Petilil that she held in her arm scrambled up from the crook it formed to atop her shoulder, the Grass-type not a fan of being horizontal for survival reasons. While adjusting the brace, the woman grimaced slightly.
"Damn. My legs must have said screw sleep and went straight to hibernation. That's a long ass trip." She reached up onto her shoulder and steadied the nomadic Nina as she stood back up. "Thanks for not going too crazy on the whole thing, Nina. I know you're not the kind to stay still."
"Lillil! Petilil!" Nina seemed to appreciate the praise for her efforts.
Robyn surveyed the area outside of the station, and was immediately struck with a sense of deja vu. Regala seemed to be very similar to her hometown of Castelia, only if a king had gotten to make all the design calls. As she walked, she took in all the sights and sounds that were new to her, yet all too familiar. The names may have changed but the calls stayed the same. Street peddlers hawking their wares, frantic businessfolk trying to catch cabs that were already full, people telling other people the various holes in which they could shove their newspapers. She definitely wasn't homesick with this kind of action going on around her.
It wasn't hard to find the path to the Ilex Laboratories. The streets that led to the Palace nearby might as well have been paved with gold. It was like something out of the houses of the most egomaniacal of rap stars. And next door, of course, was the finish line for this little quest. The massive tower that spiraled into the sky like Robyn used to...would soon be doing again. Victory Tower was the final level for this challenge, but clearly she was not ready for the big time yet. Nina was small, yet to be in a real battle, and...completely lost in her own little bulby head. Swaying in Robyn's arms to a beat only she could hear. The headphone wasn't even dropped down for her. Maybe she's finally remembering her own tunes. Hopefully I can still teach her a fourth move...
Ilex Labs stood out as the only one with an actual tree on top of it. As defining features go, in a city of buildings it worked really well. As Robyn walked in past the swooshing double doors, the reception area again had a hint of deja vu to it. This feeling however was not as welcome as previous ones, as it harkened back to the reason why Robyn was doing this in the first place. She walked up to the receptionist, who was typing away at the computer he was working on. As Robyn plopped Nina onto the counter, he looked up.
"Ah, good morning!" He seemed chipper, and gave a quick look to the Petilil still bobbing on the table. "Here to pick up a Pokédex and take the League Challenge?"
Robyn nodded. "Yep, that's the plan! Me and Nina gonna kick ass!"
Nina perked up upon hearing her name and smiled. "Lillil!"
"That's what we want to hear!" He turned back to the screen. "And your last name?"
"Springs."
It took a second for the receptionist to find her application. "Excellent. Have a seat over there and the Professors will be calling you in with some of the others."
Robyn nodded again and picked up Nina, heading over to a second where a couple other people were waiting. A young kid, and another girl about her age. She gave a slight wave as she gingerly set herself and Nina down, awaiting their journey's official start.
Appearance: Robyn stands at 5'9", and weighs 118 lbs. She is of African-American descent, her skin is a light brown, and she has blue eyes. She wears her black hair pulled back in a ponytail that ends at her shoulder blades, but leaves the bangs hanging out front. She has tattoos of the Chinese symbols for determination and dance on the lower left and right sides of her back, and she has a large scar on her right leg, around the knee.
Her outfits consist of a variety of plain low-cut t-shirts, zipper up hooded sweatshirts with a variety of graffiti-styled designs on them, and shorts that barely go halfway down her thighs. The constants in her outfit are a bright red scrunchie that she uses to keep her ponytail in place, a gold plated chain carrying a pendant with an aquamarine stone set inside of it, and a bulky black brace that is fitted on her right knee.
Personality: Robyn has a tendency to be a little bit ditzy in social situations, but that doesn't hamper her energy levels. She's still willing to give as much as she can to whatever cause she sets her mind to, be it making a sandwich or trying to be a Pokémon League champion. However, that raw passion can get it into a lot of trouble at times, as she tries to step beyond her limits or into situations she doesn't really understand.
The other side to her passion means that she is quick to learn whatever she can about the field she is in. It was how she was able to become so good at crew dancing in a relatively short amount of time, and why she is relatively knowledgeable on Pokémon in Unova. She is quick to share info with whoever is around, even if they don't ask for it. This also means that she is not very good at keeping secrets. In her blonder or drunker moments, she'll be blurting out confidential information without realizing it.
Nina is very important to her. Most of the time, she will carry Nina around in her arms, even dropping one of her headphones down to let her listen to the music with her.
Profession: Robyn thought about Coordinating, but Trainers make the big bucks, so she that is the path she's chosen.
Talents: Having spent a lot of her rehab time reading in her room, Robyn has all the technical knowledge on how to be a trainer, yet none of the street smarts of the profession. She was an outstanding dancer before the accident happened, but now her lateral movement is shot. As long as she has her brace on though, she can still run at a very good clip and the rest of her limbs are still somewhat flexible.
Starter Pokémon: Nina, a female Petilil. Her moves are Absorb and Growth. Her ability is Own Tempo. She has a couple of notches on the middle leaf on her head that have not regrown after regeneration attempts.
Inventory: Robyn has the following in her converted laptop bag: - 7 Poke Balls - 3 Potions - 2 Antidotes - 1 Full Heal - A plastic water bottle, courtesy of Castelia Cone - Four days worth of outfits as well as as pair of hooded sweatshirts, and one two piece swimsuit. - A sleeping bag, which doubles as her clothes bag.
She is never seen without her Xtransceiver, or her Mp3 player, the headphones of which are perpetually dangling over her shoulder if they are not in her ears. She withdrew her life savings for this adventure, as well as pooled the money earned by her crewmates, which amounted to P$2500.
Hometown: Castelia City, Unova
Biography: Robyn was the third child born to a low income family on the Eastern side of Castelia City. Her father was a construction worker, helping build the skyscrapers that towered over the city while her mother stayed at home and looked after her and her three siblings. Despite not having much money, Lisa Springs always looked after her kids before herself. She made sure they each were given the tools to make successes of their lives. Robyn identified her chosen path earlier than the other children, after watching a production of Swanna Lake on TV when she was 4. She wanted to dance.
Robyn's entertainment budget went into ballet classes at a studio down town starting at five years old. She showed a natural talent at even the more complicated moves executed at that age, and was a rising star in the field. But as she progressed further in levels, she started to realize that there was a ceiling to ballet that the prevailing culture in Unova would not care to raise while there were dancers gyrating their hips in music videos and behind the stars du jour. She was a bit dismayed until she travelled with the family to one of her younger brother's basketball practices when she was 16.
While basketball did not hold her attention for a minute, she roamed the halls of the East Castelia Community Center, and found something that did pique her interest. In one of the side rooms, a group of kids her age were dancing, but also doing flips and performing moves that displayed a lot of acrobatic and technical skill. She entered intrigued, and they explained how they were a dance crew, looking at eventually performing stage shows on Mode Street. Robyn was interested because it looked like she had found a way to put her dancing skills to use on a more fame-attractive path. The group was interested in having her because it finally meant they had a girl in the squad. So after finishing her final couple of ballet classes, she left the organized dance world and joined her first and only crew, Rock Sturdy.
The crew met and practised often over the next two years, making extra money by busking on Unity Pier. Robyn was able to combine the positioning and technique she gained from ballet with the raw athleticism and energy of the crew to become one of the star dancers in Rock Sturdy. They did very well with the street money but still weren't getting any closer to a Mode Street show. However, fate brought another way. Unova was getting it's own regional version of Dance Crew Dance Off, and the auditions were being held in Castelia. This was the shot. Rock Sturdy doubled the practices to get ready, and they were granted an audition in front of the celebrity panel.
They knew the routine they were going to do, although Robyn was a little worried about her part, since she was going to be sent skyward in order to stand out from the other crews, and she had never attempted anything above what she could normally jump. However the training runs went well, and the double back flip she was going to attempt to land was rehearsed multiple times with in the gymnastic center's sponge pit. She even got pep talks from the crew's leader, Rolla. He assured her, "Springs, we're gonna be there for you. Solid. You won't get hurt." Famous last words.
The time came, and the audition went smoothly, up until the big finale. Golem was going to be the one tossing Robyn into the air, he was the strongest member of the team, and they had work to make sure he would be able to control his toss to give Robyn enough time to rotate properly for a landing. Maybe the pressure of appearing on stage got to Golem. Maybe his hands had gotten a bit too sweaty. But when the time came to make the toss, something went wrong and he was light. Too light.
Robyn knew something was wrong when her foot left his hand, but she tried to make it work. For the team. She got the first flip in fine, but with the poor throw, she didn't have near enough time to get the second one in. She was coming around on the second rotation when she saw the floor coming too quickly. She tried to break her fall with her hands, but her legs got there first. Just coming out of the tuck, her right knee slammed into the concrete floor they were dancing on, doing the wrong kind of popping and unlocking, followed by her arms. She crumpled in a heap, and the audition was suddenly over.
Robyn was rushed into surgery where it was discovered that not only had her ACL and MCL been torn, but the patella had dislocated so badly it had torn that tendon as well. Doctors spent six hours reconstructing Robyn's knee, and then that's all her family's flimsy HMO would cover. It had gotten to the point where it was now technically together, but it was so unstable that one wrong step was liable to knock her knee right out again. The family's meagre savings could only buy a clunky brace that was fitted to keep Robyn's leg intact, but it was clear her dancing career had come to an abrupt end.
Rehab was painful. Robyn spent the first month just learning to stand again on her leg, complicated by the broken wrists she sustained. It was the first time in her life that she actually felt shaken in her belief, that she could do whatever she was asked to do. It took a couple months before she could finally walk at a pace to match her siblings again, at which point, the insurance company said that was good enough and stopped paying for it. Robyn was sent home at approximately 50% capacity.
She spent the next week moping at home, in the deepest funk when her mother had finally had enough. Lisa told her that she had spent too much time working on her talents to just give up on them so easily. She made her run every errand, do every mobile chore, to try and build her leg back up. When she didn't come back in a respectable time, Lisa berated her. This continued for a few months, until finally, Robyn couldn't take it any more. There was a massive fight and Robyn took off, just wanting to get away from the oppressive atmosphere.
She took off down towards the pier, then reaching a dead end there she turned east and ran across Skyarrow Bridge and into Pinwheel Forest. It was in the tall grasses that she finally collapsed in a fit of mental pain and physical pain. She sat there crying, cursing the world that had taken her freedom away, wallowing in her own despair until something came out of the grasses and collapsed against her. Looking down, she saw a Petilil, looking like it was in worse shape than she was, with scrapes all over its body, purple stuff dripping out of the wounds, missing chunks of the leaves on its head. Robyn forgot about her own problems for a moment and picked up the injured Grass Pokémon. Knowing there was a Pokémon Center near the pier, Robyn headed back towards Castelia to try and see if there was help available for the little Petilil.
As she walked back, Robyn realized exactly what she had done in her fit of rage. When she was brought home from the hospital, she could barely walk around her block without feeling a great deal of pain. Now, she had been able to run all the way across the towering suspension bridge before stopping. Once back in Castelia, she got the Petilil to the Center and they were able to bring it back almost to full health, the middle leaf not healing the missing chunks in it. But still, it was bouncing up and down on the counter, happy as could be. Almost like it was dancing. Robyn smiled at seeing the previously battered Pokémon back to seemingly full health, for the first time since the accident she was uplifted by the turnaround. She thanked the nurses and brought the Petilil back home, intent on taking it back to the forest the next day.
Plans change though. In the night hours, Robyn watched the Petilil roam around her room, seemingly grateful to be out of the forest. As Robyn played her music, Petilil tried to move to it, but it seemed to be on its own beat. By the time morning came around, Petilil was now Nina, and Robyn was intent on keeping her new friend around. She just had to convince her mother. Lisa had dismissed Pokémon training for years, saying it was a fool's errand to go around on it, and that it was too expensive. But when Robyn emerged in the morning, Nina in tow to plead her case, Lisa did see something she hadn't seen in Robyn in months. Her drive was back, and that alone outweighed the potential costs of caring for the Petilil. So, with some of her savings, Robyn purchased a Poké Ball and Nina was officially part of the family.
A few days later, Rolla and the rest of Rock Sturdy dropped in on one of their usual visits. They had more good news for their fellow member. There had been progress made on an experimental new surgery to use Solosis cells to regenerate human limbs and tissues and they had begun taking up a collection to try and pay for it, since it was Golem's error that led to Robyn's current state. However, like most surgeries it was very expensive, and the cut they had raised had not even reached 1% of the funds needed. It was still a touching gesture and Robyn thanked them for the ray of hope. However, the money never seemed to flow into East Castelia, so it was likely a pipe dream.
A few weeks later, just as it had in her youth, TV served to inspire Robyn once again. Tired of being in the shadows of the other regions, Sengun was putting out the word that their League was up and running, and would be paying out handsome sums if Trainers could beat their cadre of Gym Leaders. This was the Golden Ticket Robyn had been looking for, and it was paying out far more than the Unova League was. Plus the whole lack of walking from place to place thing was far more attractive than hiking through Twist Mountain. It took a long discussion with her mother, but eventually she was given the go-ahead to try and make this work. After gathering what money she could, she bought a few supplies and headed out with Nina from her home port to Port Fae, intent on conquering the land in order to get back on her main path and to get her independence back.
1. Death Cab For Cutie - Tiny Vessels 2. Cauterize - Shooting Stars 3. Story of the Year - Anthem of Our Dying Day 4. Rome - To Die Among Strangers 5. The Strokes - Last Nite 6. Korn - Word Up 7. The Source - Fly Away 8. Rise Against - Long Forgotten Sons 9. Delphic - Counterpoint 10. Atreyu - Becoming the Bull
Appearance: Robyn stands at 5'9", and weighs 118 lbs. She is of African-American descent, her skin is a light brown, and she has blue eyes. She wears her black hair pulled back in a ponytail that ends at her shoulder blades, but leaves the bangs hanging out front. She has tattoos of the Chinese symbols for determination and dance on the lower left and right sides of her back, and she has a large scar on her right leg, around the knee.
Her outfits consist of a variety of plain low-cut t-shirts, zipper up hooded sweatshirts with a variety of graffiti-styled designs on them, and shorts that barely go halfway down her thighs. The constants in her outfit are a bright red scrunchie that she uses to keep her ponytail in place, a gold plated chain carrying a pendant with an aquamarine stone set inside of it, and a bulky black brace that is fitted on her right knee.
Personality: Robyn has a tendency to be a little bit ditzy in social situations, but that doesn't hamper her energy levels. She's still willing to give as much as she can to whatever cause she sets her mind to, be it making a sandwich or trying to be a Pokémon League champion. However, that raw passion can get it into a lot of trouble at times, as she tries to step beyond her limits or into situations she doesn't really understand.
The other side to her passion means that she is quick to learn whatever she can about the field she is in. It was how she was able to become so good at crew dancing in a relatively short amount of time, and why she is relatively knowledgeable on Pokémon in Unova. She is quick to share info with whoever is around, even if they don't ask for it. This also means that she is not very good at keeping secrets. In her blonder or drunker moments, she'll be blurting out confidential information without realizing it.
Nina is very important to her. Most of the time, she will carry Nina around in her arms, even dropping one of her headphones down to let her listen to the music with her.
Profession: Robyn thought about Coordinating, but Trainers make the big bucks, so she that is the path she's chosen.
Talents: Having spent a lot of her rehab time reading in her room, Robyn has all the technical knowledge on how to be a trainer, yet none of the street smarts of the profession. She was an outstanding dancer before the accident happened, but now her lateral movement is shot. As long as she has her brace on though, she can still run at a very good clip and the rest of her limbs are still somewhat flexible.
Starter Pokémon: Nina, a female Petilil. Her moves are Absorb and Growth. Her ability is Own Tempo. She has a couple of notches on the middle leaf on her head that have not regrown after regeneration attempts.
Inventory: Robyn has the following in her converted laptop bag: - 7 Poke Balls - 3 Potions - 2 Antidotes - 1 Full Heal - A plastic water bottle, courtesy of Castelia Cone - Four days worth of outfits as well as as pair of hooded sweatshirts, and one two piece swimsuit. - A sleeping bag, which doubles as her clothes bag.
She is never seen without her Xtransceiver, or her Mp3 player, the headphones of which are perpetually dangling over her shoulder if they are not in her ears. She withdrew her life savings for this adventure, as well as pooled the money earned by her crewmates, which amounted to P$2500.
Hometown: Castelia City, Unova
Biography: Robyn was the third child born to a low income family on the Eastern side of Castelia City. Her father was a construction worker, helping build the skyscrapers that towered over the city while her mother stayed at home and looked after her and her three siblings. Despite not having much money, Lisa Springs always looked after her kids before herself. She made sure they each were given the tools to make successes of their lives. Robyn identified her chosen path earlier than the other children, after watching a production of Swanna Lake on TV when she was 4. She wanted to dance.
Robyn's entertainment budget went into ballet classes at a studio down town starting at five years old. She showed a natural talent at even the more complicated moves executed at that age, and was a rising star in the field. But as she progressed further in levels, she started to realize that there was a ceiling to ballet that the prevailing culture in Unova would not care to raise while there were dancers gyrating their hips in music videos and behind the stars du jour. She was a bit dismayed until she travelled with the family to one of her younger brother's basketball practices when she was 16.
While basketball did not hold her attention for a minute, she roamed the halls of the East Castelia Community Center, and found something that did pique her interest. In one of the side rooms, a group of kids her age were dancing, but also doing flips and performing moves that displayed a lot of acrobatic and technical skill. She entered intrigued, and they explained how they were a dance crew, looking at eventually performing stage shows on Mode Street. Robyn was interested because it looked like she had found a way to put her dancing skills to use on a more fame-attractive path. The group was interested in having her because it finally meant they had a girl in the squad. So after finishing her final couple of ballet classes, she left the organized dance world and joined her first and only crew, Rock Sturdy.
The crew met and practised often over the next two years, making extra money by busking on Unity Pier. Robyn was able to combine the positioning and technique she gained from ballet with the raw athleticism and energy of the crew to become one of the star dancers in Rock Sturdy. They did very well with the street money but still weren't getting any closer to a Mode Street show. However, fate brought another way. Unova was getting it's own regional version of Dance Crew Dance Off, and the auditions were being held in Castelia. This was the shot. Rock Sturdy doubled the practices to get ready, and they were granted an audition in front of the celebrity panel.
They knew the routine they were going to do, although Robyn was a little worried about her part, since she was going to be sent skyward in order to stand out from the other crews, and she had never attempted anything above what she could normally jump. However the training runs went well, and the double back flip she was going to attempt to land was rehearsed multiple times with in the gymnastic center's sponge pit. She even got pep talks from the crew's leader, Rolla. He assured her, "Springs, we're gonna be there for you. Solid. You won't get hurt." Famous last words.
The time came, and the audition went smoothly, up until the big finale. Golem was going to be the one tossing Robyn into the air, he was the strongest member of the team, and they had work to make sure he would be able to control his toss to give Robyn enough time to rotate properly for a landing. Maybe the pressure of appearing on stage got to Golem. Maybe his hands had gotten a bit too sweaty. But when the time came to make the toss, something went wrong and he was light. Too light.
Robyn knew something was wrong when her foot left his hand, but she tried to make it work. For the team. She got the first flip in fine, but with the poor throw, she didn't have near enough time to get the second one in. She was coming around on the second rotation when she saw the floor coming too quickly. She tried to break her fall with her hands, but her legs got there first. Just coming out of the tuck, her right knee slammed into the concrete floor they were dancing on, doing the wrong kind of popping and unlocking, followed by her arms. She crumpled in a heap, and the audition was suddenly over.
Robyn was rushed into surgery where it was discovered that not only had her ACL and MCL been torn, but the patella had dislocated so badly it had torn that tendon as well. Doctors spent six hours reconstructing Robyn's knee, and then that's all her family's flimsy HMO would cover. It had gotten to the point where it was now technically together, but it was so unstable that one wrong step was liable to knock her knee right out again. The family's meagre savings could only buy a clunky brace that was fitted to keep Robyn's leg intact, but it was clear her dancing career had come to an abrupt end.
Rehab was painful. Robyn spent the first month just learning to stand again on her leg, complicated by the broken wrists she sustained. It was the first time in her life that she actually felt shaken in her belief, that she could do whatever she was asked to do. It took a couple months before she could finally walk at a pace to match her siblings again, at which point, the insurance company said that was good enough and stopped paying for it. Robyn was sent home at approximately 50% capacity.
She spent the next week moping at home, in the deepest funk when her mother had finally had enough. Lisa told her that she had spent too much time working on her talents to just give up on them so easily. She made her run every errand, do every mobile chore, to try and build her leg back up. When she didn't come back in a respectable time, Lisa berated her. This continued for a few months, until finally, Robyn couldn't take it any more. There was a massive fight and Robyn took off, just wanting to get away from the oppressive atmosphere.
She took off down towards the pier, then reaching a dead end there she turned east and ran across Skyarrow Bridge and into Pinwheel Forest. It was in the tall grasses that she finally collapsed in a fit of mental pain and physical pain. She sat there crying, cursing the world that had taken her freedom away, wallowing in her own despair until something came out of the grasses and collapsed against her. Looking down, she saw a Petilil, looking like it was in worse shape than she was, with scrapes all over its body, purple stuff dripping out of the wounds, missing chunks of the leaves on its head. Robyn forgot about her own problems for a moment and picked up the injured Grass Pokémon. Knowing there was a Pokémon Center near the pier, Robyn headed back towards Castelia to try and see if there was help available for the little Petilil.
As she walked back, Robyn realized exactly what she had done in her fit of rage. When she was brought home from the hospital, she could barely walk around her block without feeling a great deal of pain. Now, she had been able to run all the way across the towering suspension bridge before stopping. Once back in Castelia, she got the Petilil to the Center and they were able to bring it back almost to full health, the middle leaf not healing the missing chunks in it. But still, it was bouncing up and down on the counter, happy as could be. Almost like it was dancing. Robyn smiled at seeing the previously battered Pokémon back to seemingly full health, for the first time since the accident she was uplifted by the turnaround. She thanked the nurses and brought the Petilil back home, intent on taking it back to the forest the next day.
Plans change though. In the night hours, Robyn watched the Petilil roam around her room, seemingly grateful to be out of the forest. As Robyn played her music, Petilil tried to move to it, but it seemed to be on its own beat. By the time morning came around, Petilil was now Nina, and Robyn was intent on keeping her new friend around. She just had to convince her mother. Lisa had dismissed Pokémon training for years, saying it was a fool's errand to go around on it, and that it was too expensive. But when Robyn emerged in the morning, Nina in tow to plead her case, Lisa did see something she hadn't seen in Robyn in months. Her drive was back, and that alone outweighed the potential costs of caring for the Petilil. So, with some of her savings, Robyn purchased a Poké Ball and Nina was officially part of the family.
A few days later, Rolla and the rest of Rock Sturdy dropped in on one of their usual visits. They had more good news for their fellow member. There had been progress made on an experimental new surgery to use Solosis cells to regenerate human limbs and tissues and they had begun taking up a collection to try and pay for it, since it was Golem's error that led to Robyn's current state. However, like most surgeries it was very expensive, and the cut they had raised had not even reached 1% of the funds needed. It was still a touching gesture and Robyn thanked them for the ray of hope. However, the money never seemed to flow into East Castelia, so it was likely a pipe dream.
A few weeks later, just as it had in her youth, TV served to inspire Robyn once again. Tired of being in the shadows of the other regions, Sengun was putting out the word that their League was up and running, and would be paying out handsome sums if Trainers could beat their cadre of Gym Leaders. This was the Golden Ticket Robyn had been looking for, and it was paying out far more than the Unova League was. Plus the whole lack of walking from place to place thing was far more attractive than hiking through Twist Mountain. It took a long discussion with her mother, but eventually she was given the go-ahead to try and make this work. After gathering what money she could, she bought a few supplies and headed out with Nina from her home port to Port Fae, intent on conquering the land in order to get back on her main path and to get her independence back.
Erik reflexively displayed a semi-amused smirk at the cliched question the girl posed to him. It's not like he hadn't heard that one a million times before back in Veilstone, mostly from his dad. At least it didn't bother him as much now as it did back then. Back during those darker days. Plus now he had a sidekick that he could use to deflect the usual sarcastic response he gave to such a question.
The Sinnoh native gave something akin to a forced chuckle. "Well...you know...the air gets pretty thin up at this level. Atmosphere changes and all that. But, you know, it's hospitable. Seems to support life up here." He turned to his travelling companion, who still had one of her rose buds attached to his sweatshirt. "How you holding up, Katya?"
Katya waved her free flower, red petals contrasting against the blue sky. "Rosel!" I'm fine!
"She seems to be dealing pretty well. If we get up to the heights of Oak's Lab up there," Erik pointed up to the building at the top of the hill. "We might have a little more difficulty, but till then, you know, we're golden. Take more than some vastly different weather to stop us." He paused for a moment, not really sure where to go from here. This girl seemed to have calmed down enough, but the other girl still looked pissed. She might need a little more time to calm down. "So...you heading up there too?"
"Yeah, good, all right. Arceus, calm down." The sounds of chatter could be heard over the content growls of some unseen Pokemon. "If you guys went at Lance's Pokemon like that maybe I'd still be..." The muttering stopped as Gary Oak rounded the corner to see a few trainers already standing in the corner there. "Oh. Hello. What's up, newbies? Nice to see you didn't get coated in Pidgey shit. You here to get registered for the Kanto challenge?"
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