Post by October on Sept 17, 2009 9:26:09 GMT -5
Ray searched for a doorbell. Laboratories never had doorbells. You always had to knock on the front door. He would know, he had stopped by at a few places before reaching the warm climate of Konika Village. By no means was this the end of his search for a nice place to live the free life of being a trainer. If he walked into the laboratory and couldn't gather enough information on where he was headed or just didn't like the sound of the place he would move on to somewhere else. By any means he wasn't tired of travelling yet. As long as he had his music player and his guitar with him he was satisfied. He'd met a few people on the way; a nice elderly couple he shared a train cabin with, the single father at a town he stayed in, that girl he hooked up with on a ferry he'd rode on. All of them were nice enough. Ray knew that those feelings would have eventually dried up if he had stayed for any longer than two weeks however. Emotions always died out. Once people got over the buzz of meeting someone new it was back to life as usual. There was no need to hide yourself anymore. That was where problems rose from. That was why Ray had chosen a life of travel. The only things he would keep close enough to remain with him would be his pets, and they couldn't talk so there wouldn't be any hard feelings.
Something about the small town made him feel good. The cool ocean breeze blew upon his face and the salt water scent grew stronger around him. The humid weather was comforting. He kept his jacket on out of habit. He wasn't making a fashion statement, but if he put it in his already full pack he would only make the bag's straps less comfortable on his shoulders and the bag itself would weigh more. He didn't bother wiping the few drops of sweat from his forehead. His hair probably hid them anyway. He was always tired, no matter how much sleep he had, but he tried to look awake for whoever would meet him at the door. It's the least he could do if they were going to introduce him to a lifelong companion. He whipped out his phone from his pocket while waiting and checked for messages. He had felt it vibrate earlier while walking but was too scared of his attention on the path ahead of him wandering and walking into a tree or other obstacle. It was nothing important. Somebody he'd met on the way just checking up on him. Ray pondered whether or not he should reply. For the moment he slipped it back out of sight and stood patiently.
Mightyena Claw x3
Vial of Umbreon Sweat x1
