Breakaway [open]

[Sabine Meade]

@anyone ♦ N/A

The ride up had nearly made her sick both from her excitement and the fact the the Pidget didn't seem to have any other speed but breakneck. Although she knew she was perfectly safe, Sabine felt as though she was about to fall off at any second. Her feet planted firmly on solid ground, she turned to pat the Pokemon on the head and slipped a Pokedollar into the tip pouch around it's neck before watching it soar back below the clouds. She took a few moments to regain a sense of equilibrium before scouting out the area she was in. A sign near her pointed to an archway in the distance "Bellossomy Town: 300 yards ->". Excited, Sabine set off in the direction of the town wishing her stomach would settle.

Twenty minutes later Sabine arrived at the town's entrance and was overwhelmed by the floral smell. She clutched at her nose to keep from sneezing. She thought about what an awful smell the town really gave off. Sabine had never been a fan of flowers or floral scents, and she was always fonder of chocolates or jewelry as trinkets of affection. The only fragrance she could slightly enjoy was rose, and it only in small doses. It didn't help that the sky was darkening and the hint of rain came with the wind adding a musky scent to the scene. Sabine saw that the main road lead to a large building, and Sabine assumed this was the Pokemon Lab. Hoping to avoid the oncoming rain, Sabine hastened down the street at a brisk walk.

She stopped just short of the door to reassure herself of what she was doing. This was the first step on a journey she had been wanting to go on since she was ten years old. Her parents had reassured her that they would be alright, but Sabine had the nagging feeling that she should go back to take care of them. She then began thinking that her sister got to live her dream though, so why shouldn't she? She was also worried that this wasn't the right path for her. What if she made for a better coordinator , breeder, or the only thing she was good at was taking care of the dead and abandoned Pokemon of the world. She argued to herself that she would never find out if that was true or not without getting started. Tentatively, Sabine opened the doors to the lab just as she felt the first droplets of rain hit her hair.

Upon entering she closed the door behind her, and the sound of the rain growing stronger died away. Sabine didn't see anyone waiting for her and no one in sight. Were they closed? She rejected the thought because if they were, the door would have been locked. She stood for a few minutes waiting for someone to appear. When no one she began to wonder if there was anyone here at all. Pushing past a welcome desk, Sabine made her way into the lab hoping to find someone who would give her first Pokemon.

She's gonna step outside, uncover her eyes.

Made by Eva of Faded Cross Wars.

[Professor Evans Wonderboom]

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Oh dear me! What am I to do? Evans continually thought to himself as he turned the room inside out and upside down. Today was an important day because he was expecting a new trainer to come by and pick up their starter pokemon, but Sir Coblin that mischievous houndoom of his somehow got a hold of the pokeballs which held the starter pokemon. Where are they? They've got to be in here somewhere!

Somewhere in the distance, the creak of a door could be heard. . . or at least might have been if the professor didn't make so much noise as he searched for the missing pokeballs. "Ah! Here's one!" he shouted to himself but loud enough so the houndoom could hear him from the next room over. The pokeball had been hidden in the garbage can. Now that he found one of the starters, there was only one more. "Sir Coblin!" he shouted once more. "Where is it?" he said in a stern voice when the houndoom finally entered the room.

Sir Coblin knew that he was in trouble, with that in mind, he lowered his head and slowly lead his master into the bathroom. Wait. . . the bathroom? Evans stood at the door and watched with a purely horrified look on his face when the houndoom walked up to the toilet and lifted the toilet seat. His hand immediately met his forehead with a loud thud. What on earth goes through this mutts head when he pulls these pranks? Although the water in the toilet was fairly clean, the professor was still reluctant to stick his hand in an pull out the sopping pokeball. He did anyway, because it was his 'duty' as a pokemon professor.

Sir Coblin's head perked up suddenly when footsteps could be heard from the next room over. "Sir Coblin, no!" Evans scolded his houndoom, as he anticipated exactly what Sir Coblin was thinking. Even with his immediate scolding however, Sir Coblin completely ignored Evans and rushed out to meet the new trainer. Like a playful puppy, he enjoyed jumped on people to knock them over or give them continuous kisses on the face. 

Sabine Meade ♦ Roar!~

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[Sabine Meade]

@anyone ♦ 56 hour weeks kill muse

The place was pretty neat as far Sabine was concerned. She peeked through doors that were ajar and came across several offices, a room that looked like a research library, and what looked like a small break room. She even tried at some of the closed doors, but found many of them to be locked. Sabine wondered what was behind those doors, but she didn't want to be found trying to force entry into a forbidden area. She felt off that she hadn't ran into anyone yet. Did everybody die? Maybe she had come on the wrong day, or everyone had to rush out because of a scientific breakthrough.

Sabine thought about the state of the place. She wondered if there hadn't been enough coverage for the day. It was a bit rude to not have been informed about where she was meant to pick up her starter. She felt as though she was being a little too harsh on the establishment, but it would be fine as soon as she was free to go on her way. Of course, she would never complain about the lack of reception, but she would definitely be thinking it. She calmed her irritation down by trying another door, and to her surprise this one opened. She propped the door and went inside.

It was another book filled room but seemed smaller than the one before. Sabine perused the titles that read like medical journal. She picked one up and flipped through it not understanding much of the scientific jargon. She heard footsteps coming towards the room, and she froze. They sounded a little too fast as though the person was running for something important. Was she in classified information room? She was about to run out when she saw a Houndoom round the threshold of the room. She stepped aside for the charging Pokemon and to make sure it didn't knock her over. Was this security? She kept herself facing the Pokemon as she slowly backed towards the door. "Good doggy," she cooed as she inched backwards hoping to close the door on the dog. She thought that she breached protocol and was going to be forced to leave without a Pokemon. She would have to go back home and find a new region to start her journey in. Unless she was black listed all across the country for trying to steal scientific secrets. Why couldn't she just have stayed in the reception area?

She's gonna step outside, uncover her eyes.

Made by Eva of Faded Cross Wars.

[Valentin Pavlov]

ooc: taking over and slight powerplay of sir coblin because of reasons! c:

"You're just as bad as this as I am, boss..." The man let out a yawn, covering his mouth as he entered the bathroom that the professor was currently fishing for pokeballs in. Shaking his head, he plucked the spheres from the older man's hands, leaving no room for protest as he quickly washed the capsules off and dried them with a towel. within moments, they were shining, back to their former glory. the assistant turned on his heels, leaving the professor alone in the bathroom. as he slowly made his way through the laboratory halls, stifling another yawns, his serpentine companion floated past him, her pace much quicker than his. she, after all, had been awake far longer than he had been.

the milotic made it to the room first, weaving her way through anything in her path. with movements of grace, she positioned herself between the new trainer and the houndoom, stopping the canine in his tracks. "sir coblin--" the man appeared at the doorway, stopping what he was going to say in order to yawn once more. ugh, he needed to start waking up earlier. that, or he just shouldn't nap on the job. hehe. "go back to your master." stepping in and moving out of the way, valentin watched as the houndoom slunk off, casting a glare towards the milotic who had stopped him from pouncing. said milotic merely tilted her head to the side, feigning innocence as the hound left. the pokemon slithered through the air, circling around the new trainer before returning to her own. the assistant let a tired smile slip onto his face as he rested his blue eyes on the woman before him. "welcome to... uh... oh, yeah. welcome to professor wonderboom's--" he had to bite back a laugh at the name, still finding it as funny as when he first arrived, "laboratory!" his smile turned sheepish. "s-sorry, i just... i just woke up. eheh."

the blond walked towards a small desk within the room, setting the three pokeballs on the wooden surface. "oh, wh-where are my manners! i am y-yuriy." straightening out his disheveled attire, he bowed towards the new trainer. he flinched, however, quickly straightening back up and bringing a hand up to scratch the back of his head. 'r-right, this isn't... they don't do that here... sorry." softly laughing at himself, he turned his attention back towards the matter at hand. "you're h-here for your pokemon, yes? w-well, you get to ch-choose one of the... three choices below. there is a..." he glanced over the pokeballs, checking what was in what through the semi-transparent red lids. "gastly... drifloon... and litwick."