Please Delete Me, Thanks.

[♥.:.RizuChan.:.♥]

.::.Rosa Blanche.::.
[February 24th, 2010]
.:.Prologue: Enter Miss Blanche.:.
(Rosa Blanche, Laboratory Assistant Wade)

After a long voyage of fire hours in a steam powered ferry, quite a boring and dull transportation method, I finally arrived into the Lanorae Region. After chewing out James over the phone, he had conveniently forgotten to mention the ride would take that long, I made my way to that little shack of a laboratory. Really, I had been expecting something a bit more impressive.

Then again, considering their technology, maybe I expected too much.

There I was attended by one of the assistants, the nerve of the Professor being abscent the day I arrive! He had a Kangaskhan, who had a baby, but he said the little whistling thing was sick -- and I don't want a sick Pokémon to be my starter. After some thinking and evaluating their available male Igloras I found one fitting to be mine -- his amber eyes shining with adoration as he set his gaze on me.

Smart male, he knows greatness when he sees it.

And just like that Daemyn became my starter. Still, father called me afterwards and I had to leave the region for a little bit, some company business and reunions called for my presence and to mingle with the guests at home. And I can't complain much, for upon seeing my starter daddy was so proud he gifted me with two other Pokemons: a Buneary I named Toffee, and a oddly colored Duskull I named Dusan -- both males. Father was even kind enough to bring me back to Lanorae after the whole ordeal was finished -- so I can finally start my career as a Pokémon CoOrdinator, though I might challenge the Gyms along the way too.

I always liked to be an overachiever, and to give daddy plenty of ground so he can brag about me in front of his company relations.

And I guess this is all for now, I am not sure why I am keeping a Journal... But I guess it would be good to show it later to Father, and in turn he can show it off to all the other men that own companies. I'm sure their daughters, and even their sons, would pale in comparison to moi.

Rosa María Blanche