[OOC- Sorry in advance for pointless-seeming plot ^^; I haven't PRPed in awhile]
BIC-
The bright, penetrating sunlight flushed out the small patch of weed-riddled tall grass on the outskirts of Viridian City. A delicate breeze swayed the grass as if it was a singular mass, making a soft shhhh sound that accented the cheerful summer's day just right. A few wayward trees were scattered sparsely before the building that separated the dense Viridian Forest from the tiny Route, making a few handy perches for lazy Pidgey and Spearow; perhaps far less of the latter, but those small details were unimportant.
Sitting with his elbows propped carelessly on his knees, with his hands cupping his face, Grey watched the pleasent scene. A curious Caterpie had all but climbed onto the trainer, unaware that he was fully alerted to its presence. After all, he appeared to be interested in nothing else but the startlingly white Charmander sitting several yards away, its back turned purposefully to the grey-haired teenager.
The bug Pokemon inched a few inches closer before placing its antenna on Grey's arm. A smile finally adorned the distracted continence of his face, and he turned to the Caterpie slowly.
"Sneaky, aren't you?" he asked it in a carefree manner, the smile growing wider when the tiny Pokemon gave an alarmed cry and scuttled backwards and into the safety of the tall grass.
Now free to make elaborate gestures, Grey took to his feet - but not before picking up the white-colored Pokeball, and enlarging it for use.
"Okay! You win for now, Reiu...after all, four days of traveling could've had us halfway through the Forest by now, even if we stopped to catch Pokemon." he called out to the insistently antisocial Charmander.
He raised the Pokeball, watching in a defeated manner as the fire-lizard was enveloped in red light. As soon as the deed was done his face fell into that of disappointment, and he held the ball up before his eyes.
"You know, my visions of my first Pokemon outstrip this relationship by far..." he murmured, setting the ball into its place on his belt.
Five, normal colored, unoccupied Pokeballs rested in the other places, though he hadn't worked up the steel to command Reiu in a battle. No matter if the Charmander obeyed him (though everything he did was with the attitude of a sulky, proud child), he wanted a cooperative partner, not a slave.
He turned to the looming building with these thoughts, staring longingly at every Pokemon, wishing he could add its data to his mysteriously obtained Pokedex.
"Can't be helped..." he said in a forced, cheerful voice, stepping into the building that would admit him into the dark forest.
He'll warm up to me eventually...I just wish I could figure out what'll tip the scales, he thought, taking a temporary seat on one of the overstuffed chairs as he checked his supplies.
BIC-
The bright, penetrating sunlight flushed out the small patch of weed-riddled tall grass on the outskirts of Viridian City. A delicate breeze swayed the grass as if it was a singular mass, making a soft shhhh sound that accented the cheerful summer's day just right. A few wayward trees were scattered sparsely before the building that separated the dense Viridian Forest from the tiny Route, making a few handy perches for lazy Pidgey and Spearow; perhaps far less of the latter, but those small details were unimportant.
Sitting with his elbows propped carelessly on his knees, with his hands cupping his face, Grey watched the pleasent scene. A curious Caterpie had all but climbed onto the trainer, unaware that he was fully alerted to its presence. After all, he appeared to be interested in nothing else but the startlingly white Charmander sitting several yards away, its back turned purposefully to the grey-haired teenager.
The bug Pokemon inched a few inches closer before placing its antenna on Grey's arm. A smile finally adorned the distracted continence of his face, and he turned to the Caterpie slowly.
"Sneaky, aren't you?" he asked it in a carefree manner, the smile growing wider when the tiny Pokemon gave an alarmed cry and scuttled backwards and into the safety of the tall grass.
Now free to make elaborate gestures, Grey took to his feet - but not before picking up the white-colored Pokeball, and enlarging it for use.
"Okay! You win for now, Reiu...after all, four days of traveling could've had us halfway through the Forest by now, even if we stopped to catch Pokemon." he called out to the insistently antisocial Charmander.
He raised the Pokeball, watching in a defeated manner as the fire-lizard was enveloped in red light. As soon as the deed was done his face fell into that of disappointment, and he held the ball up before his eyes.
"You know, my visions of my first Pokemon outstrip this relationship by far..." he murmured, setting the ball into its place on his belt.
Five, normal colored, unoccupied Pokeballs rested in the other places, though he hadn't worked up the steel to command Reiu in a battle. No matter if the Charmander obeyed him (though everything he did was with the attitude of a sulky, proud child), he wanted a cooperative partner, not a slave.
He turned to the looming building with these thoughts, staring longingly at every Pokemon, wishing he could add its data to his mysteriously obtained Pokedex.
"Can't be helped..." he said in a forced, cheerful voice, stepping into the building that would admit him into the dark forest.
He'll warm up to me eventually...I just wish I could figure out what'll tip the scales, he thought, taking a temporary seat on one of the overstuffed chairs as he checked his supplies.
Anyway, since this takes place in Kanto, I'm gonna say this takes palce before "Orre Exploration", so the Pokémon in Mike's bios might not match up to the ones here]
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. Anyway, I kinda felt out of tune when I started writing. Might just be my imagination, but if it isn't, sory for the poor quality