Guide Gent's House

[❤ Aphrodite ❤]

Upon arriving in Cherrygrove City, Essence found her chocolate brown eyes keeping a careful watch on a particular elderly man, who seemed to have been walking around the city with an extremely rare pair of sneakers. Normally, Essence would not waste her time "stalking" a person like this, but the elderly man had something that she wished to have for herself. Essence remained hidden within the shadows for a few more seconds until her prey made his way inside his home. A mischievous smirk found its way across her full lips as she prepared to make her move.

Without warning, Essence kicked open the stranger's door and then released her trusted Seviper. The dark, quite colorful serpent let out a loud hiss as she swayed her sword-like tail from side to side. "I hope you do not mind us dropping in unannounced, but you have something that I want. You can either give it to me or we can take it. Trust me, the second option will be more painful," she smirked, gently patting her Seviper on the head. The Seviper flashed her powerful fangs at the old gentleman. His dark eyes widened and his body trembled at the sight of the venom dripping from the Seviper's fang, which soon stained his floor.

"Please, please! Take whatever you want, just do not hurt me!" The man begged and pleaded to her. Essence smirked as she walked towards the man with the thick heels of her boots tapping against the floor. Without any second thoughts, she snatched the box containing the rare shoes from the man's hands with great force. The force was so great that he caused the old man to fall down and land on his bottom.

"Nice doing business with you, Pops!" She chuckled, returning Venom, then making her exit out of the door, not even bothering to close it behind her.

❤ Aphrodite ❤, Essence already has gotten the running shoes this is the second time you are stealing them XD
I have updated the sprite though, since it was broken -Tarlar

[kito]

Kito enters the town of Cherrygrove and is surprised to see a old man running about doing his tasks Kito is intrigued at how thean is moving so fast and decides to start running next to him. Good evening sir lovely day for a run is it not. I could not help but notice that you are moving rather fast. I must say I am impressed at your dedication to your task at hand.


The old man smiles to the young man who has decided to join him. Yes it is indeed my boy I love to take these brisk runs in the evening. I am glad that taking this time is keeping me in shape, and you can call me guide my boy. I am here To show new trainers the ins and outs of the city you look like a new trainer you interested. Kito could not believe his luck as indeed he was new to the area and a tour would not go amiss.

I would love a tour thank you very much Mr guide please lead the way. The old man let out a chuckle before leading Kito all around the city before stopping at a small house,well my boy this is it my house and the end of the tour. You did well to keep up with me most people have a difficult time because of my running shoes, that allow me too be quicker. Now I have gift for you young man wait right here. The old gentleman disappeared into his own home before hand Kito a box and smirks, now boy this pair of shoes will help you to be just as fast as I am and good luck to ya kid I'll be rooting for you. Kito takes the boxes and opens it revealing a brand new pair of running shoes. Thank you sir I will not let you down.

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Obtained Running Shoes!

[Fox]

"You're looking a bit down. Is something the matter?" asked the deep voice of an elderly man.

"Oh, no--I mean, yes," said Haru.

A breeze ruffled his hair as he walked alongside the man in the outskirts of the town.

"Well, why don't you tell it to me?" he suggested kindly.

After protesting and stalling some, Haru finally gave in.

"I traded away my starter pokemon," said Haru in a low tone. "We didn't match, and the Kantonian starters weren't suitable to my profession..."

"Your profession?"

"Yes. You see... Well, I'm not a professional yet. I just became a trainer and am working on improving my skills and raising a capable team of pokemon first. I plan to become a detective. A squirtle is too clumsy on land while a blastoise would definitely blow our cover. A charmander's tail would give away our positions. A venusaur would be way too big, and it doesn't feel right to prevent a pokemon from maturing by not letting it evolve properly...  Even so, I feel guilty."

The two continued to chat.

"My brother sent me a few pokemon to get started, but I still feel uncomfortable around them. I'm not sure what to do..."

"What I always recommend is taking a job to clear your mind," he said. "Come on. I'll show you the sights along the way."

The pair jogged. Not only was the man in much better shape than Haru, but Haru's chest binder taught him why he should never exercise with one on.

"You're a bit slow, aren't ya?" said the old man with a laugh. "We've arrived at my store. For sharing your story with me, I'd like you to wear a new pair of shoes I've been advertising in these parts. They're called running shoes and ought to help you get into tip-top shape."

"Do they... come in black?" asked Haru, gasping for air while his lungs couldn't expand fully.

"They sure do! Make sure you tell everyone where you got such great shoes, alright? It'll help business a little."

"Yes, sir!"

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Obtained Running Shoes!

[vartio]

Reaching Cherrygrove was the easy point. Having traveled through the Wilderness following leaving New Bark Town, it was nearly a breeze if not for avoiding unnecessary battles with Pokemon. The idea of so many pokemon being this close to cities was so surreal to the otherworld trainer. Before bar rare exceptions, and the few that haunted abandoned houses, one would be surprised to see a Wild Pokemon anywhere close to cities thanks to the aural wavelengths cities put off that scared off wild pokemon.

Once in sight, he came to witness an old man in the neighborhood, whom was just there as though to welcome people to the city. Vartio rose a hand in greeting, a smile on his face as the ever affable but shy Rattata poked her head out of the jacket on Vartio's being to witness what was going on that caused the jacket to shift such. With a few sniffs and squeezes, she simply let out the classic Rattata call before going back to her nap in a 'He doesn't smell dangerous' sort of way.

"Greetings Young man!" called out in response the elder. "Just starting on your journey?"

"More a second start" the young man replied, a smile on his face. "I've been through the paces, y'could say."

"Ohoho, is that so? You do carry yourself a bit differently, but those shoes seem a bit old, do they not?"

"Travelled in them over a year now."

"A year?" The elder sounded as confused as could be. But he smiled all the same as he ruffled through his bag, offering a pair of shoes, similar to Vartio's own.

"Here, young'un. Consider having these, and I won't hear no for an answer, those shoes won't last you much longer anyhow."

Vartio looked with confusion, and Susan popped her head out wondering why so much noise was being made, squeaking out softly.

"Calm down Susan." he said, softly patting her head. The elder had rarely seen a trainer run a Rattata so friendly since that boy Joey.

"I'll take your gift, thank you..." His voice carried respect to the Elder, and he'd rather not fight with the elder over it. Worst case he'd just never use them.

Susan meanwhile squeaked in rodent squeaks in a certain pattern that sounded like a 'Thank you' as well, emulating her trainer as she crawled hesitantly out of his haori and onto his shoulder with a yawn.

"Now go young man, you have a long journey ahead of you."

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Obtained Running Shoes!

[SpinnerNite]

On the windiest day in Cherrygrove City, Cole was hungry. He wasn't in a rush to leave the city immediately as he wanted to take some time preparing for the first Pokemon Gym awaiting in the next town and he wanted to explore it a bit more in case he might return here in the near future. Of course, he was a bit lost when it came to finding some great spots to eat. It would be something familiar, yet unique enough for him and his Pokemon to want more of it. But he wondered how would he find something that would satisfy his wants on short notice.

"Oh? Are you new to this city, young man?"

As soon as he heard a new voice behind him, Cole quickly turned around. Behind him was a small old mustache man wearing a pair of black sunglasses, a black suit, and a fedora hat while holding a cane. "I can tell from your eyes that you're just starting your own journey," the old man guessed. "Lots of young folks like you tend to arrive here for many reasons, yet they always start at the same starting point. Even so, I'm willing to show you around Cherrygrove along with the facilities you may need on your journey if you like."

Cole would have normally grown suspicious of people with strange attire like him. But for some reason, his words only made him more curious than suspicious as he looked at him more closely. At the same time, he knew about the stranger danger rule his parents taught him. So he couldn't trust him so easily. "Uh... Yeah... I was about to go to another district to find a restaurant for lunch. Now if you excuse me..."

But as he was about to run off, the old man quickly said, "Oh, no, no, no! I'm not what you think I am. You must not trust me when our eyes meet, no? I can tell that you're the type who is cautious with people and Pokemon. I apologize for my abrupt greeting, young man."

This was certainly a surprise. He didn't say a word about the gentleman, yet he could guess his intentions to avoid him. Thinking about it, that might be a bit too much and he might come off as rude. "No, I'm sorry for bolting off like that. You said you wanted to show me around, right?"

The gentleman nodded. "Why yes. I can't say I'm a good person so suddenly. But I can assure you can trust me when it comes to the many landmarks this city is known for. In fact, I might recommend a few restaurants that might be forgiving for your wallet. Of course, I can understand your doubts..."

Cole was more shocked at the gentleman's sudden honesty. It was enough to erase his doubts and suspicions about him. He could at least take up on his offer rather than wander around and waste time looking at his map. "You know what, I'll accept your offer. I am getting hungry if I keep doubting you."

The gentleman nodded in satisfaction. "A wise choice. I promise this won't take up much of your time. I hope you can keep up with me, young lad."

So before he knew it, Cole followed the gentleman as he guided him around the city. From the facilities he knew, yet different from Unova and Paldea to special landmarks he never saw when he first arrived in Cherrygrove. Accepting the gentleman's offer was a wise choice after all as he couldn't find all of these landmarks from his map and GPS alone. Not only that, he found himself jogging along with him during the tour. It was exhausting, but it was a good exercise nonetheless. Heck, he let all of his Pokemon out to get a bit of exercise alongside him and to let them see the sights and sounds by his side.

Once they arrived at the local restaurant the gentleman recommended, Cole found himself collapsing on the ground along with his Pokemon exhausted. As for the gentleman, he jauntily approached him and looked at the party. "My... In all my life, I never seen anyone who not only kept up with me but let anyone take their Pokemon out for a tour as well."

Cole quickly caught his breath and turned to the gentleman. "I don't want to hog all of the tour by myself. Plus, it's a good form of exercise, too. After all, a trainer must have a flexible mind regarding training."

"That's true. But you must not forget the limits of your Pokemon and yourself." The gentleman approached him and offered him a hand. "Pokemon are also living beings and you need more than guts to become a great trainer. Of course, you must also learn who to trust. I can't deny there are many dangerous people around the world and you can't trust them too easily. But you must open up more if you want to befriend any trainer and Pokemon you come across. We all live in the same world and our time here is limited. So make every day and bond as meaningful as possible."

He couldn't deny the gentleman's words. With a new region to visit comes new possibilities and he couldn't keep his Pokemon journey to himself and his Pokemon. As he accepted his hand to help him get back on his feet, he made sure not to forget those words in his journey. "Alright, I'll keep that in mind, sir. Thank you for the tour."

The hand for help became a handshake between Cole and the gentleman. "You're welcome. And as a reward for trusting me..." Out of nowhere, the gentleman took out a shoebox containing blue high-top sneakers and gave it to the young trainer. "A pair of AirCyclizars! Perfect for a fast and breezy run through all terrains! It should help you in your journey. Good luck."

Cole nodded as he accepted the shoes. "I will. Thank you."

With that, he said his farewells to the gentleman and happily went inside with his Pokemon for a well-deserved lunch.

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Obtained Running Shoes!

[Venominon]

Having captured a shiny Rattata and finished leveling up all of her young Pokemon, Clem left route 29 behind her and strode out onto the streets of Cherrygrove City. And, of course, her smart-mouthed Riolu was right by her side, choosing not to stay in her Pokeball for the time being. However, that choice may have been a mistake, as the two were greeted by a rather harsh thunderstorm as soon as they entered the vicinity of this city. The sky boomed and lit up with each and every flash of lightning, as seemingly endless amounts of rainwater poured down over them, leaving them soaked in a matter of seconds. "Swell..." Riolu stated in a sarcastic tone of voice, then proceeded to shake her entire body like the canine she was, attempting to remove some of the water from her fur.

"I know. Aren't we lucky, Riolu? I just love this kind of weather. The rain is so refreshing, and the lightning is so pretty. I could stay out here all day." Clem didn't seem to grasp Riolu's sarcasm, proceeding to happily dance and sing under the falling rain, while most other living creatures ran for cover. Of course, Clem wasn't technically a living creature herself. And after letting out a sigh and rolling her eyes, Riolu followed Clem, but did so with far less joy and enthusiasm. But then, as the two made their way down the soaked streets of Cherrygrove, Clem suddenly stopped her one woman show, coming upon an elderly man in distress. In one hand, the man held an umbrella to shield him from the rain. And in the other, the man carrying what appeared to be a bag filled with groceries and other supplies from the Cherrygrove marketplace.

Straight away, Clementine's right eye told her everything she needed to know about this old man and his current predicament. He was attempting to make his way back home, but the weather wasn't making it easy for him, even with his umbrella in hand. So, after gaining a new smile upon her face, Clem decided to approach the old man and lend him her aid, with Riolu continuing to follow close behind her. "Pardon us, sir, but you seem to be having some trouble there. May we be of assistance?" Clem asked the elderly man as soon as she reached him, doing so in a friendly tone of voice and with a smile still present upon her face. The man immediately turned to face her and was more than a little surprised to see someone else out in such terrible weather. And looking so carefree at that.

"Oh. Well...as long as it's not too much trouble, then yes, you may. Thank you very much, young lady." The old man responded to her offer, handing her his umbrella to hold, so that he could get a better hold on his groceries. "Don't you have an umbrella of your own? I wouldn't want you to get sick for my sake." It was the old man's turn to ask questions after that, as Clem accepted his umbrella from him, holding it over his head rather than her own. "Oh, don't worry about me. I'll be fine. I don't get sick anymore. After all, how could I? I've already died once before." At that exact moment, another bolt of lightning lit up the entire area, adding a rather ominous vibe to the Galarian trainer and this entire situation.

Fortunately for both sides, the old man thought that this young lady was merely joking around, able to maintain his composure as he spoke again. "Young people these days say the darndest things. If you insist, then my home is this way. Oh, and where are my manners? My name is-" He started to introduce himself, but Clem cut him off right away, able to see his name through her Lucario eye clear as day. "I know. Gent, right? My name is Clementine Nightingale, but just Clem will do. And this is my friend, Riolu." The dark-skinned girl gestured to the Emanation Pokemon beside her, then immediately continued to speak, not bothering to wait for another response from the elderly man. "I also see that you're a tour guide, and that you give out Running Shoes to new trainers. I know the weather isn't ideal, but I'd love a tour and a pair of Running Shoes if that's okay."

Once more, Gent was caught off guard, looking at Clem with high levels of confusion and wondering how she could possibly know all that stuff about him. Still, despite this very odd occurrence, as well as Mother Nature's fit of rage, Gent was always more than happy to give tour guides to trainers who were new to the Johto region. "I see my reputation precedes me. Very well, Clem. If that's what you want, then I'll be happy to oblige your request. We can have the tour on our way to my home. Please follow me." And with that, the tour began, with Gent showing Clem and Riolu around Cherrygrove City, and Clem continuing to hold his umbrella over his head the entire time, listening intently to every word he spoke to them. And after about twenty or so minutes, the tour came to an end, as the group approached Gent's house.

"And so, our tour comes to an end. Thank you very much for all your help, Clem. Now, if you'll just come inside for a moment." Gent led Clem and Riolu into his home to dry themselves off for a moment, and also so he could retrieve a fresh pair of Running Shoes for them. "Thank you too, Gent. But it was no trouble at all, really." Clem said with yet another friendly smile, while Riolu shook herself dry once again, and Clem wrung out her top and hair as best as she could. "Speak for yourself. Stupid zombie that never gets sick because she's already dead." Riolu added in an annoyed tone, knowing that Gent couldn't understand her, but Clem could. About a minute later, Gent returned with a pair of Running Shoes for Clem, which she accepted and immediately changed into. Once that was done, both parties said their goodbyes, and Clem and Riolu left Gent's home to continue their adventure.

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Obtained Running Shoes!

[redridinghood]

Skye had some interesting encounters, some good, some bad, some just out right strange. But none the less the boy continued on his path as he marched into the city. His confident smile took the back seat while he pondered things about the previous encounter, humming to himself as he lost himself in thought. The sight of the cherry blossoms was what Cherrygrove City was known for. The floral smell entering his nostrils elicited a calming response from the boy. He enjoy his walk with his elderly rat in hand, who was begrudgingly resting in their trainer's arms after his tough battle and a loaf-mode Spearow who was chilling on his shoulder. He saw no purpose in putting them away while they relaxed.

Step, Step...

Skye spots an old man in the distance on the same road as he is. As he walks down the street he can see that the elderly man expression was soured and upset whilst he looked the other way. The boy felt compelled to suddenly come to a stop to check on him. "Heya... Is everything okay, Old Man...?" the boy asked curiously. The talking had stirred the Rattata in his arms to jolt awake, Human chatter was something he looked out for. Something that would keep him alert.

Guide Gent exhaled sharply, turning to the boy. Almost as if he didn't want to deal with anymore youth today. He had posted himself here to help out new trainers, and he got disrespected!

"...That red headed boy was quite rude to me, I had only asked if he was starting his Journey. Well, I never. Such disrespectful youth these days!"

The Grandttata couldn't help but feel a kindred spirit in this elderly man, nodding at them a few times as he feels for his plight. These whippersnappers just had no RESPECT for their elders these days. Skye couldn't help but make a nervous expression and let out a sigh while rubbing the back of his head, "Ah haha... Yeahhhh.... I was just dealing with him... Just had a battle with him" he murmured lowly.

"He was rude to begin with, but ... Losing seemed to set him off. Eheh..."

The Old Man seemed to perk up, feeling a little bit better knowing this kid had beat him. He narrows his eyes to the creature in his arms, and he even noted the Spearow on his Shoulder too. "Seems you found a couple friends along the way too... Ahh.. " he leans in to get a better look at the Rattata. "He's a older fella, eh? Not a Trainer's typical choice for capture..." he says with some surprise to his voice.

Skye couldn't help but let out a chuckle at his words, a couple fingers scratch at chin of his little friend. "I suppose so. But, he was so full of energy and interesting. As a Researcher it would be good to document old age in their species as well. But, more important. He still just as valid as any other Pokémon, he has much to offer, I feel. Just because he is old, doesn't mean he is incapable!" the boy couldn't help but exclaim, especially after what he just say. The Rat is suddenly lifted as if display him. Grandpa Fang will fuss a little.

"You should've seen him, though... I thought I was gonna lose, but I was gonna go down swinging, and as that boy insulted him, he did the fiercest Quick Attack I've ever seen...! He knocked that thing right out!"

The Old Man stroked his chin with interest, finding this youth to be much more acceptable than the last. Clearly, he respected his Elders, and even saw value in Pokémon. It was plain to see that this boy was also starting out his journey.

"Well, aren't you a nice young man? I like to help out new Trainers, especially kind ones like yourselves. Come with me!"

Guide Gent will lead Skye off towards his house where he will award Skye with a sick new pair of NIKES.

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Obtained Running Shoes!

[☢korkcon☢]

Drayden had finally arrived in Cherrygrove City from Route 29, as he was on his way to Violet City. The only thing in his way from here and there was Route 30. Drayden decided that this was going to be a good time to take a little look around the city, before moving on, maybe he could acquire some useful items or Pokemon from some unsuspecting victims as he practiced his stealing skills. He was going to practice what the Team Rocket Grunt had told him, and try not getting caught, and not relying on his illusions and misdirections like he normally would.

Drayden walked around the town, a bit as he soon stumbled upon an old man. The old man had just stepped out of the Pokemart. “Thanks for my Parcel, I can’t wait to try these new shoes on when I get home.” He said to the man behind the counter as he waved goodbye to them and proceeded off to his home. Drayden then decided to nonchalantly follow the man to his home and see what kind of shoes he had gotten, maybe they were a pair of cool special edition sneakers or something.

After a little bit of tailing the old man, and giving the other towns folk as he passed them a smile here and there, to make it not as obvious what he was doing, the old man had arrived at his house with Drayden arriving soon after him. The man entered his home, and Drayden walked up to the side of the house and peeked into the window, after making sure no one was watching him or looking at him, so as to not get caught. He saw the man open his parcel and inside was a shoe box, and Drayden’s eyes widened as the shoes were revealed to be the newest running shoes. Drayden needed those shoes.

Drayden quickly devised a plan, in order to acquire those shoes. Drayden proceeded to pull out 1 of his Pokeballs from his belt and he tossed it to the ground, and in a flash of white light was his Mankey, Balrog. Drayden watched as the old man put the shoe box down and entered the kitchen. Drayden then quickly and quietly slid the nearby window open successfully, without making any sort of sound while doing so. Drayden then rushed over to the front of the old man’s house and swiftly knocked really loud and rang the doorbell, in order to make it seem as if it was important.

Once he did that Drayden rushed back over to the window he had opened where Balrog was and watched as the man went to the front door and stepped out, looking for whoever knocked and rang the bell. Drayden quickly motioned to Balrog to grab the shoebox, and Balrog nodded his head. Drayden then lifted his monkey Pokemon up onto the window sill and Balrog jumped over to the shoebox and grabbed it. Balrog also saw a bowl of fruit and walked over to it and opened the box and proceeded to place the fruit in the box as well.

The old man stepped back into the house and closed the front door. Balrog looked and his eyes widened as it quickly made its way back to the trainer, but on its way, knocked over the fruit bowl, and it shattered onto the ground. Balrog jumped onto the window sill and Drayden helped him down as the two then proceeded to run from the old man’s house with the box in hand. Once they were out of sight of the box, Drayden sat down with Balrog and opened the box and gave all of the fruit to his Pokemon, as his prize and took the shoes and put them on his feet, after tossing his old worn shoes out into a nearby trash can.

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Obtained Running Shoes

[DrakeX]

As the sun dips below the horizon, Johan watches Cherrygrove City be caught in a warm, golden glow. Having walked the whole day, the brunet is sure that the soles of his shoes begin to show signs of wear. The journey from New Bark Town took its toll, and Johan can feel every step in his aching legs. The pain however does not stop him from basking in the view. Cherrygrove is peaceful, with the distant sound of waves crashing against the shore and the soft chirping of Pidgey settling in for the night. Johan sighs, grateful to have reached a place where he could finally rest. As he rounds a corner, he spots an old man sitting on a bench outside the Pokémon Center. The man, with a fishing hat perched on his head and a friendly smile on his face, notices Johan's tired demeanor.

"Hello there, young man!" the old man calls out, his voice cheerful. "You look like you've been on your feet all day."

Johan, too tired to be surprised by the sudden greeting, nods. "Yeah, it's been a long day. I just got into town."

The old man chuckls, standing up from the bench with a small grunt. "First time in Cherrygrove, eh? Well, welcome! You look like you could use a little help on your journey."

Before Johan can respond, the old man reachs into his pocket and pulls out a small box. Handing it to Johan with a knowing smile. "Here, I think these might come in handy."

Too tired to think on how not to take gifts from a stranger, Johan opens the box to reveal a pair of Running Shoes. They were sleek and sturdy, designed for comfort and speed. Johan's eyes widened in surprise. "Are you sure? These look really nice."

The old man waved off his concern. "Of course, I'm sure! I've seen plenty of trainers pass through here, and I can tell you've got a long road ahead of you. These shoes will help you cover more ground without wearing yourself out."

Touched by the man's generosity, Johan can't help but smile. "Thank you, sir. This means a lot."

The old man nods, his eyes twinkling. "Just remember, it's not all about getting there fast. Take your time and enjoy the journey."

With a final nod of thanks, Johan watchs as the old man ambled off down the street, his pace slow and steady. Johan looks down at the shoes and now feeling reinvigorated, he sets off down the road with a new spring in his step.

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Obtained Running Shoes!

[wildpidgey]

Nicole had never seen so many flowers in one place in her whole life! And the weather was so nice and mild here compared to her frosty trek through Route 29.

She strolled around town with Cairn exploring nearby and Fern curled up in her arms. Nicole had been heartbroken over how sad and confused Fern seemed when she first released the Sentret from her pokeball after catching her. Nicole’s coaxing didn’t seem to get through to her at all, but Cairn talked to her for a few minutes, and something he said (Nicole had no clue what was going on between them, of course) seemed to help.

At least, it helped enough that when Nicole held her hand out toward the Sentret again, the pokemon crept up and clambered into her arms — where she had stayed ever since, curled and tense. Fern’s fur was the softest thing ever, and she wasn’t very heavy either, so Nicole was perfectly content to carry her.

So that’s how the Guide Gent found her, standing on the sidewalk and staring entranced into the flower fields, Sentret in her arms and Charmander at her side. He complimented her on her team, which meant he was instantly a friend in Nicole’s books. When he offered to show her around town, she trailed along behind him (jogged along, actually — why was he running??), panting a little but eagerly absorbing his little tour of Cherrygrove City.

Admittedly, she wasn’t expecting him to offer her a pair of shoes at the end of the tour… they weren’t quite her style, either. But they looked comfortable, and she was certainly going to be putting plenty of steps in in the near future.

Then the gent vanished, leaving Nicole a little winded from the workout and one pair of shoes richer. This was definitely going on the blog later.

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Obtained the running shoes!

[Vaygen]

Kitamina Willow

    Well here she was, in a new town. Cherrygrove City was more beautiful than Kit could have imagined. Having lived her entire life in New Bark, Kit was kind of sheltered. She felt overwhelmed at the sprawling populace. There were far more people here than in her home town. Her Charmander, Feara was looking around curiously, eyeing those who walked by with a wary eye. Feara loved her trainer with a burning passion, but she was a one person pokemon. She didn't really like strangers. Bagel on the other hand, the small rat was curious and more friendly than it really should be. The Rattata would do anything for a bit of food. It would probably follow someone home for dinner if Kit didn't keep an eye on them.

     Speaking of which, Kit glanced around, not seeing her Rattata. "Where did Bagel go?" Kit asked Feara. Kit knew she should have left Bagel in their pokeball when they had gotten closer to the City. But she hated balling up her pokemon, letting them stretch their legs was a better. Charmander paused in their walking to sniff the air but quickly shook her head. There were too many strange scents to try to pick up Bagels. "FFF." Kit hissed. She had so much to do. This was the last thing she needed! Kit really didn't want to go around asking random people if they had seen a Rattata walking around. She hated people, hated interacting with them.

     "Tttaaa!" Off to Kits right she heard the distinctive sound of Bagel. With a pep to her step, Kit pushed her way through the throng of people with Feara at her heel. Kit scowled at what she saw when she finally burst through the crowd. Bagel was dragging something across the rocky ground, it's long purple tail flailing with its efforts. "What are you doing!" Kit asked, bewildered as her Rattata dropped a pair of shoes right by her feet. Her Rattata was a theif! "That's it! In your ball you go! This is why we can't have nice things!"

     Kit reached out with Bagels pokeball and scooped them up. She did not want to deal with Rattata's shenanigans right now. What was Kit supposed to do with these new looking shoes? She was not willing to go around asking random people if they were missing them. Instead, she picked the shoes up, shoved them in her backpack and made a small promise to try and find their owner....at some point...probably never though.

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Sneakers please.

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Obtained the running shoes!