Koshitantan Jun 4, 2017 15:36:22 GMT 11
Post by latani on Jun 4, 2017 15:36:22 GMT 11
|i'm waking up to ash and dust|
Of course it would be raining as soon as he stepped foot onto Route 33. Just his luck. Or, rather curse his luck, as a loud clap of thunder made it apparent this was no simple rainstorm. The weather had been calm, peaceful on the other side of Union Cave... he regretted his rush through even more so now that his clothes were slowly getting sodden despite having an umbrella to dispel the worst of the rain. Head bowed against the wind that gusted now and then, Ashton sped through the short route as quickly as he could, making a beeline for the Azalea Town Pokemon Center. A quick change of clothes and team soon followed before he returned to the soggy outdoors, even if he much rather longed to sit and wait out the storm. However, his team couldn't raise itself (no matter what some thought otherwise), and he had aspirations of furthering his trainer career and growing reputation by challenging this town's leader in the near future.
Dressed in an obviously high-class jacket, more rain-friendly pants and boots, Ashton felt better about stepping back outside. As long as no lightning decided to strike anywhere near him, he'd survive a little rain to get some training done. The only downside to the weather was not having company, Ashton not willing to risk getting any of his Pokemon covered unnecessarily in mud unless battles got a bit rowdy. As he splashed through puddles on his way back to Route 33, he felt his phone vibrate, answering it with some confusion. "Hello?" Ashton inquired, jerking the phone away from his head when a burst of static answered him instead. "Ash--? Is-- you?" a fuzzy, yet familiar voice shouted above the din of the storm. Stopping under the slight protection of an old tree, some clarity returned to his phone, and he was pleasantly surprised to discover an old model friend was his mystery caller.
"Doing the whole trainer thing, huh? That's totally awesome, my dude," his friend chuckled after they'd spent several minutes playing catch up. "But are you ever going to come back to Unova? We all miss you something fierce." Ashton frowned, the question troubling him more than he'd suspected it would. Modeling was something he enjoyed, but his time was rarely his own, and the freedom he had as a trainer was a much more appealing path. Yet, something he'd spent nearly half his life doing wasn't so easily shrugged off. "I... I'll think about it. This trainer gig is pretty sweet, and it could open some doors for me here," Ashton said, not willing to give a definitive answer. Thankfully his friend didn't push beyond his earlier inquiry, and they signed off amicably after a bit more idle chatter. He returned the phone to his pocket, scanning the route with cautious amber eyes; let it be his penchant for gossip to be a good reason for something to sneak up on him.
● (on route 33; astraea and quinley swapped for june and iki) ●
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