Welcome to Lanorae ;; RESHA

[umbreon]

resha tolle ;; welcome to lanorae

The ship was finally even nearing Lanorae, it had been quite a far journey from her old home, a totally different place. When she had heard of the newer region discovered, she'd immediately started packing. This region could be the start of her becoming the self she so wanted to be, and she was definitely not going to miss the chance.

She sighed and picked up her books and suitcase hesitantly. Now that she was so close to the region, she was feeling unsure of herself. There were tons of questions of 'what if' forming in her head, and she wasn't one (now) to act without thinking. Then she glared at herself in her mind and went to the top deck to wait for them to announce her being at Lanorae.

"Arriving at Lanorae in approximately 2 minutes. Arriving at Lanorae in approximately 2 minutes. Passengers please get your things ready and be on the top deck. Be on the top deck."

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Even though she had finally gotten to Lanorae, she still had quite the ways to go. It was exceptionally far from the lab, and she was very tired, mainly because of her ever-beeping watch. It got annoying at times, but she kept it only because it gave her the time even when she wasn't in a building or near one. Resha sighed. Why did she always have to drag herself to places that she herself didn't know about? Ah well, another part of her conscience said, You're already here. Hurry up and go already! It ushered her to move to the lab as quickly as possible.

And since Resha supposed this conscience was the one she was to listen to in order to become better at this 'be more like who you want to be' thing, she listened to it. Resha hurried through the deserted paths of Lanorae's wilderness, and stayed away from the grass. Wouldn't want to meet Pokemon without one, would she? No, so she kept to the road.

When she finally arrived at the lab it was nearly an hour later, and she was all but tired out. She had finally gotten to the lab, and she wasn't going to let her stressed body keep her away from the newly-found Pokemon in Lanorae's lab. Taking a deep breath to steady herself, she knocked thrice on the lab's glassy doors, wondering whether she was really doing this or not.

[ϟ Monster Hospital]

"Finally, a moment's peace!" The aide thought to himself after ushering out the last newcomer from a large group. Often, the trainers-to-be would come in great numbers all at once due to the fact that Konika Village was situated right at the ocean, and boats would typically drop them off right at the dock in town. The upside to this was that nobody really managed to get lost from the dock to the lab (well, nobody except for Cillian on his first arrival to the lab when he first got the job), but the downside was that there was always a rush with all those kids -- they were usually kids and therefore usually eager and excited and everything that would get annoying after more than ten minutes -- because they wanted to get going on some grandeur-filled, adventure-ridden journey of a lifetime. "Boy would they be let down," he thought.

Just as he sat down at the computer desk and started punching in some mindless numbers which told the computer he had given away three Firecubs, two Seawards, a Glameow and one egg which hatched into a Piplup, he was interrupted. Again. Silently he groaned. "Could you get that, 'Wen?" He asked after retrieving a Pokeball from his pocket. The Vespiquen did not refuse.

Normally when a door opens one expects to see a person opening it, not a giant, feminine bee that could probably take you in an arm wrestle, but when Cillian was the aide on duty, nothing seemed to ever be normal. She motioned Resha toward Cillian at the round desk.

"Hello there, and welcome to Lanorae," he feigned a genuine smile. "That's Morwen, and I'm Cillian, one of the aides here." He had the uncanny habit of naming his Pokemon after influential people he had met in his lifetime, so there was at least one occasion where he had to spend a good fifteen minutes explaining that the real Professor Morwen Aspen was a human, not a Vespiquen with the same name. He always seemed to find a way to make his job so much harder than it needed to be.

He pointed at a monitor fixed upon the wall behind him. "These are the current options for Starter Pokemon. We've got the three native starters to Lanorae -- Iglora, Firecub and Seaward -- as well as four other options which change from time to time. Currently we have Natu, Glameow, Ekans and Growlithe. Finally if none of those perk your interest, you can take your chances with one of the eggs we have, and see what it will hatch into." The screen slowly shifted from one of the Pokemon to the next, displaying some standard information about each. "If you would like to see one or two up close before making your decision, feel free to ask. Your starter is an important decision."

[umbreon]

resha tolle ;; welcome to lanorae

What? It was kind of creepy to have a Pokemon - which was it again? Oh yeah, it was a Vespiqueen. It was kind of creepy to have a Pokemon take you to somewhere; it was very scary. Because she wasn't really sure what it was doing. When Resha heard... Cillian tell her that the Pokemon was his, she was glad that it was. Or else she might have just been a little more creeped out than usual.

Anyway... Resha smiled a bit at the assistant's half-hearted smile. She could always tell when people were sincere or not. She looked for a while at the monitor, wondering which Pokemon she could take. The Firecub and Iglora looked nice... but she wasn't sure. "Let's see..." she sighed. Hmm. Maybe she could work that out. And anyway, the Firecub seemed to be more interesting, and the Firecub would've worked better against Iglora. So, she could work with Firecub.

"Um... would it be fine for me to have a Firecub please?" She wasn't sure, because he did seem a little unwilling. Resha shifted her eyes, feeling a little bit more like she wasn't going to be able to answer him if he did ask why she was choosing the Firecub. Then she waited, hopefully for a Firecub Pokeball.

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