Pokémon RP Kanto Quest, the adventure begins.

[Prpl_Mage]

Frank faced a problem. He now had a pokédex, a neat piece of equipment that would make his life a lot easier. No more studying old pokémon literature and magazines to read about weaknesses, pros and cons of his enemies.
It was a comfortable addition to his trainer life but the problem was that he still didn't have any pokéballs to catch anything with.

The nerd - Lucas went outside to fight himself. If what he said was true . None of the pokés where captured so it was a miracle they were as passive as they were. It would be one hell'uva prank if Frank got himself a pokéball and captured the kid's Aron. Hilarious.
The other two stayed inside at the pokémon centre for now. Joseph seemed to be in a better mood now but didn't seem to care too much about what to do, he seemed quite comfortable as it were.

Frank decided that if he couldn't capture any new pokés at least he could attempt training the Murkrow of his. But he already knew it was a lost cause, the bird knew a few moves, but many of them were useless. The classic bird Peck, the sneaky Thief and the more or less useless Atonish attack. It did come in handy against the Muk earlier but still worse than the pesky Pursuit which scored a clean hit in the previous battle.
He wandered around thinking about if he should enter the Woods or not. It would probably be full of bugs, and bugs would easily fall. But fighting one trainer would probably be 20 times as effective as poking bugs for hours.

-"Hey kid!" Some old man was walking towards him.
-"Huh..? Me?" Frank was surprised that the guy could even see.
-"I know that look in your eye. You want me to teach you newbie how to catch a pokémon?" The old man just seemed to assume that Frank was new with this whole pokémon business.
-"Erhmm Actual- Yeah sure my good sir. Please show me how to capture the pokémon, I'm new on this journey and have little money to get balls of my own." The guy was probably senile and would be dead in a week or two unless he tripped and fell right away. Why refrain from using the opportunity?
-"Well don't you worry son, I'll teach you!" The old man made his way to a patch of grass and began scouting for a wild pokémon.

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About 2 hour later Frank finally left the patch of grass. He questioned his own decision to ask the old man for help since it took him ages to do anything.
But now he "knew how to catch pokémon"  (yeah- like people didn't learn that in kindergarten) and also got 3 balls as a gift. A kind gift indeed when one is a trainer without any money and not a single trainer in sight.

He wanted to sit down, sit down and sigh 'cuz his head hurt from the endless ramblings but he still walked. Up ahead was a sign that said "Indigo Plateau, home of the Elite 4" Frank was certain there was something wrong with the sign but it unfortunately brought back some flashbacks of his old awesome party. The one he lost because he wanted to fight this Elite 4. It would take him ages to reach the same kind of quality party again he realized and wondered where or how his old pokémon were.
If they were here he would've entered those doors and challenged the Elite 4. Although according to that Chris fellow, one needed the gym badges to gain entrance. And with the gyms pretty much barred up he would still be standing here with or without the old party.
Something had to be done with team rocket so he might as well start the building of a new strong team that might just be average compared to the last one once he is free to enter the Indigo Plateau.

Franks daydreaming came to a halt as he noticed a beige creature moving in the grass. He tossed his ball and Murkrow appeared.
-"Just attack it will ya?" Frank said and shoo'd the Murkrow at it.
With the kind of slow gliding it always used Murkrow swooped down and pecked the creature. The creature looked up and seemed frustrated. It wasn't something Frank could remember seeing in Jotho.
It lashed out against Murkrow with a series of furious swipes but each of the swiped luckily didn't deal too much damage. The Murkrow rose into the air and dived once more, but the creature leaped to the side and avoided the attack. With Murkrow's back clear it used it's arms to Scratch it. (not the kind way)
Frank knew that his bird couldn't take more of this beating and grabbed one of his free balls.
-"You better be worth this you ugly ape!" Frank stated before letting go of the pokéball and watching it flying in an perfect arc against the creature. It connected and swallowed the pokémon in a bright light.
The ball wobbled a little, then it wobbled more fiercely, then it stopped.

Frank walked up and grabbed the ball, he sent it out and let his pokédex do the thinking.
"Mankey, pig monkey pokémon. Fighting type.
Light and agile on its feet, and ferocious in temperament. When angered, it flies into an uncon-" And that's when the interest faded. The dex continued to give away unnecessary information so he stashed it.
-"Looks like both of these could use some medical help..." Frank realized and went back to the pokémon centre.

At the door the group looked up at him and he simply stated; "Did some catching. Nothing good though." as he lended over his balls to the woman at the counter.
-"I'm heading out again, gonna check out the woods. Might just find something useful in there although I doubt it." He declared as the balls were returned to him.
He stashed them and went over to the table with the other guys.
-"I'll be back in a bit. Give me a call if anything comes up".
Without any more delays he made his way towards Viridian forest.

[ellie-is]

"That guy really should think of Pokémon more as friends than just things that need to be good. Poor fellas", Lucas thought to himself.
"Hey guys." he said to Chris and Joe. "Maybe some of you would have some spare balls? I feel that it might be safer for my Pokés if they don't just walk around like this."

[coreystranick]

EDITED TO FIT STORY ARC.
Wow i'm dumb haha
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Corey awoke to darkness.

"Shoot. I must have dosed off. Stupid training"

Peeked outside and noticed no one was there. He grabbed his things and left for Pewter.
**Not noticing he had went the wrong way he was actually heading south towards Veridian City. No direction from Peter besides go to Pewter did little to help this Sinnoh boy know where he should head.**


Corey walks into town and spots the Pokecenter. He sees a group of trainers sitting at one of the tables and another at the counter complaing about useless Pokemon or something.

Corey walks over to the table.

"Hey here fellas. I'm new here, I just wanted to know if you guys knew anything about this town and Pallet town."

[drenrin2120]

Not sure if you realize cory, but we're in veridian.

Thisll be quick, ill update it later.
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" Spare pokeballs? Yeah, sure, I have a few." Chris half reluctantly rummaged through his bag and handed them to a very greatful nerd.

"Thanks chris!"

"Its fine, I'm not interested in catching any pokemon round here."

[Prpl_Mage]

"Spare balls" How could anyone have spare balls these days?
On the other hand, he didn't capture a lot back in the days when he had his old party. There was just no need when the party he had rocked the Barboach out of most trainers.

Frank left the centre as another guy entered, that guy smelled odd. Kinda like how the Lucas kid did.
They didn't smell like pine trees and fresh air like himself, neither did they smell like wet dog (which kanto pretty much smelled like), Lucas had more of a salty aroma - a mix of kelp and ashes. This guy on the other hand smelled like... well kinda like something damp. Interesting indeed

As he was outside the centre he could hear the nerd mention something about caring about pokémon. But what's the point in caring for something that's useless? It's not like a caterpie will stand a chance against a Butterfree. No matter how loved it is. It was although obvious that it can from a kid who had two uncaught pokémon following him around like stray dogs.

He passed a house that said "Trainer centre" which apparently were a place to fight strong trainers, but it was unfortunately closed at the moment. The thought of challenging the gym came into mind but getting whipped by strong trainers with the pansys he carried didn't fall well with his coolness.
-"Viridian forest it is." Frank said and sighed.
-"Oh boy, I can't wait to bomb some kakunas." He said with as much irony as he could and got his Murkrow out.
Might as well let it do as it wanted once he got there, there were bugs and Murkrow was a bird.

After walking for a couple of minutes he arrived at the entrance of the woods. the sign said "Viridian forest. Watch out for dropped items lying on the ground."
He went inside and it didn't take long before Murkrow fond a couple of Caterpies to fight. The moment it struck one of them  - the other fled. Murkrow kept flying around swooping at caterpies and Frank followed it around. Wouldn't like to lose it just like that.
It was a large and bushy forest after all, one with many trees that more or less blocked out the sun. It was kinda cozy and yet at the same time creepy. In other words; he liked it.

[ellie-is]

"Hey guys. You two want to become my pokémon, officially this time?" The nerd with the two balls on his hands seemed happy.
He touched each one of the pokés with his new pokéballs. Red light appeared, and a few seconds later, they were in. "Great", he thought to himself. He put each one of the pokéballs into his pockets. He didn't have a belt to attach them to.

He thanked Chris again, and asked them if they had any idea when they would leave for Pewter.
"Nope. Lets just rest while Frank is away", Chris said.
That made sense. They needed some rest, after all. Lucas laid back on the couch he was and closed his eyes. Few seconds later, and he was asleep.

[drenrin2120]

Chris had two pokeballs left and one great ball. He didn't feel too bad though because he knew Lucas really needed them, so atleast they were going to good use. He watched as Frank wordlessly left the group. He had a good idea of Frank's type. Quiet, strong, and a loner. Or if not a loner, too cool for his own good. But Chris noticed he didn't seem to like his pokemon very much. There was something else about Frank Chris couldn't put his finger on.

Chris looked at his cell, it was 2:30 PM. Hm... Just then, another kid approached the group. Chris noticed that he, Lucas, and Joseph were the only other trainers around, Frank had left somewhere. The new kid introduced himself as Corey. He was a little timid, but everyone was nice enough to him. He warmed up quick though. The group struck up a conversation. Chris had things on his mind though, his mom was probably worried sick. And he really didn't feel much like sitting around considering what he'd seen in Pallet.

"Hey, look." Everyone turned to Chris as he stood up suddenly. "I think I'm gonna take a walk."

"Don't you want to try and fight the gym leader here?" Lucas asked.

"Yes, I do. But not right now. I need to train some of my pokes." Chris said. He was thinking of his Sandshrew, the one that didn't like him very much. He knew the veridian city gym was the Earthbadge, he wondered if his pokemon would be enough.

With that Chris walked off to Veridian forest. It was the only decent place to train around here. The path through the forest was very straightforward, but if one were to venture off the path, getting lost becomes a very real possibility. When Chris was out of ear reach of the others, he got out his phone and called his mom. "Hey, I just wanted to let you know I'm alright."

"Goddamn! I'm so glad you're okay!" She responded, "I was watching the news, they said the whole of Pallet was on fire!"

"No, just the lab." Chris said.

"Oh, no. Is the professor okay?"

"No, the rockets kidnapped him."

"Oh..."

"I'm sorry mom. I don't know why this is happening."

"Yes..."

"You okay?"

"I'm fine, I just hope he's okay. Someone has to do something. It's like these damn rockets can do whatever they want! The police don't stop them! And even the strongest trainers seem beaten down by them!"

"Yes, I know."

"Well, I gotta go. What's your plan?"

"Me? I think I'm going to take the gym challenge."

"Oh, Chris..."

"I know, but if I can get strong enough to fight the gymleaders, I should be able to fight team rocket. I'll find dad and the professor."

"Oh..."

"I gotta go now though. Bye mom! Love ya."

"Bye sweetie, you stay safe! Visit me before you leave for good!"

*click*

Chris was deep in Veridian forest by now, he was surprised he'd had service as long as he had. He sent out his sandshrew. "Go sandy!" a stream of light flashed and then Sandy appeared. She stretched and yawned loudly. Chris was a little nervous about this. "I have an idea Sandy." The sandshrew grunted at him questioningly. "I'll let you stay outside of your ball as long as its safe." The Sandshrew sounded interested, but shot Chris a disbelieving look. Chris had heard of pokemon becoming more fond of their trainers by walking with them, he hoped it was enough to turn Sandy's heart around.

He pointed his pokedex at it.

[coreystranick]

I edited my last post to fit the direction of the story.
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Corey looked around. The groups friend Frank was gone. Chris whom he just met was gone.  Both apparently heading for Veridian forest. Which was north of their current location.
The only ones who were left were Lucas, who carried two Pokemon with him an Aron and Nidoran weird that they weren't in Pokeballs. He eyed the one he found in the Diglett Cave.

Maybe I should let him use it I mean, it isn't mine nor do I need it

The other trainer was Joseph, whom Corey hadn't talked to much. Corey looked around again. Lucas was sleeping and well, snoring very loudly.

I wonder if he knows how loud he snores

None of the trainers seemed to want to talk about Pallet town much. It seems they were there during the fight. None had recalled seeing a Scyther though. Everyone also seemed to be heading to Pewter. Corey was shocked to have not noticed that he went the wrong way but figured he would stick around with this group. They each had a Pokedex.  It seemed they had extras but Corey didn't want to ask for one, he figured he would just wait until one was offered.

"Well, I guess I'll go train some or possibly catch a new Pokemon," he said seemingly talking to no one.

I don't know how powerful these guys are. But I may need a new addition to the team or get my guys leveled more to stay on par.

As it was now Ace was level 13 and Spark was level 11. Peter had told Corey during training that Ace would gain levels faster due to being a trade from his friend. Peter also had noted that Spark had learned Spark before he technically should have, most likely due to living with a pack of tougher Luxio and Luxrays.

Corey left the Pokecenter and headed to wards the North. He spotted a path to the west and decided to head there. Seems that this place wasn't taking him to the forest but he noted the patch of grass and entered.

He took a few steps and heard a rustle coming from behind.
He turned.

"Nothing."

Corey kept walking hearing more noise and cry that sounded like a monkey.

"I wonder what that noise is. I know it can't be a Chimchar or anything."

Suddenly what looked like a monkey pig jumped at Corey.

"Shoot. Go Spark. Use Tackle!"

The attack hit the wild Pokemon dead on. Seemed that this Pokemon was a way lower level than Spark as it started to limp.

"Tackle again!"

This time the Pokemon was able to to move a little but Spark had clipped it.

The wild Pokemon began to scratch Spark but did major damage.

"But it looked weak! Still I don't think it could take another attack"
Corey tossed a Pokeball.

It enveloped the Pokemon in red light.
The ball fell to the ground and shook.
....
....
It shook more violently
....
....
The ball stopped.

"Yes! A new Pokemon. Let's take it back to the Pokecenter and heal it Spark. Maybe someone else knows what it is."

They headed back to the Pokecenter and Corey healed everyone.
He turned around and saw Joseph.

"Catch anything Corey?"

"Yeah this.." Corey sends out the Pokemon"Do you know what it is?"

Joseph pointed the Pokedex at it.

"Yeah that is a Mankey. It is a Pig Mokey Pokemon. Seems to have an ability that allows it not to fall asleep under Sing, Sleep Powder and such. Also looks like it gets an attack boost when hit by a critical hit. Yours seems to be a male and about level 4 with Low kick, Scratch, Covet, and Leer."

"Wow, thanks Joseph. That certainly explains why it did so much damage when Spark attacked it. Man wish I had one of those things. I think I'll name you Thrasher how is that?"

The newly caught Mankey looked at Corey, gave him a quick kick to the shin and bounced around.

"Owwww! Well, I take it you don't like the name?"

The Mankey scratched him this time and made an agnry face.

"Oh you do like it. Well I'll have to wear shin guards around you if you like something."

Corey returned Thrasher to his ball and sat down waiting to see where the group went next.

[ellie-is]

"Sandshrew's body is configured to absorb water without waste, enabling it to survive in an arid desert. This Pokémon curls up to protect itself from its enemies. At night, it burrows into the desert sand to sleep. It only emerges to hunt for food. It lives in arid regions with minimal rainfall. When it gets cold at night, its hide is said to become coated with a fine dew.
It is a ground type. His weaknesses include Water, Grass and Ice. It resists Poison and Rock, and is immune to Electricity.
During Sandstorms, this Pokémon's thick skin allows it to not be harmed by it, and it will be able to dodge attacks more easily.
Its number is 27 on the National Pokédex order."

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oops, Corey posted before I did x]
Here's Sandy's dex entry, anyway.

[drenrin2120]

Sorry, Lucas, I somehow skipped over your post. =X
thanks for the entry.

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"You're a tough pokemon, says here level 8. With a brazen/unruly nature. Huh... I wonder how it knows that. I wonder what level that Muk was at." Chris said outloud, reading the pokedex entry for Sandy. (I'm just going with pokedex telling us pokemon levels cuz it makes its way easy to compare strength and such.)

Chris kept exploring the settings of the pokedex. He came across a note in regards to level tracking. "Level tracking is a number 1 out of a 100 that is used to place a pokemon in a range of known strengths and abilities. However, level tracking isn't entirely accurate. If a trainer decides to use level tracking, he/she should use his/her experience in reference with level tracking to gauge how powerful the target pokemon really is."

Chris sent out his Geodude and pointed the pokedex at it.

"Found in fields and mountains. Mistaking them for boulders, people often step or trip on them. It uses its arms to steadily climb steep mountain paths. It swings its fists around if angered. When Geodude sleeps deeply, it buries itself halfway into the ground. It will not awaken even if hikers step on it unwittingly. In the morning, this Pokémon rolls downhill in search of food.

Personal specs:
Male
Level 15
Nature: Calm, reserved."

"Hm." Chris pondered, "I could really get used to this pokedex.

Chris brought Dudley back into his ball and began scouring the forest with Sandy at his side. There was really no trouble fighting the bug pokemon, a couple of caterpies, some weedles, occasional pidgey. They were all low level and with Sandy's type advantage, were easily ground to dust. Sandy was merely perfecting her technique rather than strength training. After a few pokemon though, Chris pointed the pokedex back at Sandy.

"Personal specs:
Level 9"

"Oh, wow!" Chris said jubilantly, "You've gained a level, Sandy! You're such a good pokemon!" Sandy seemed pleased with herself. Chris went to hug her, Sandy took it with a grunt. She squirmed unhappily in Chris's grip, he let go. "Okay, so you don't like hugs. No problem then."

Just then, there was a rustle in the grass behind them. Out of no where a Hoot-hoot dive bombed Sandy, mistaking her for an easy meal.

"Watch out!" Chris cried.

Sandy curled into a tight ball and took the pecks and scratches of the Hoot-Hoots talons. Realizing it had picked the wrong potential prey, it began to fly away. "Let's get 'em, Sandy!"

Sandy and Chris charged off after the Hoot-Hoot, following its noisy cries. They found it in a large tree. "Sandy," Chris ordered, "Knock him out of there with a good sand-attack!"

Sandy obeyed, kicking hard as he could, a stream of dust and dirt started kicking up into the tree at the Hoot-Hoot. The bird began squawking up a storm. Just as it began to fly away, Sandy kicked a rock into the tree. A loud yelp of sorts pierced the forest followed by a thump as the Hoot-Hoot collapsed to the ground. Sandy and Chris ran over to it. Sandy was about ready to jump on it with her claws. When Chris commanded her to back down, she ignored him. "Sandy! Leave it alone!" Sandy continued to ignore Chris. Just as she was about to pounce, the Hoot-Hoot livened up and released a wave of Hypnosis on Sandy. Sandy immediately stumbled over on her side, asleep. The Hoot-Hoot was too weak to fly away, so Chris threw a pokeball.

It bounced off the surprised Hoot-Hoot then sucked it inside with a red flash of light. The ball trembled lightly, then stopped. Chris walked over to his dozing Sandy and pat her on the head. "Silly, I told you to leave it alone." Calling her back into the ball, he pointed his pokedex at the ball the Hoot-Hoot was in.

"#163: It has a perfect sense of time. Whatever happens, it keeps rhythm by precisely tilting its head in time. It begins to hoot at the same time every day. Some trainers use them in place of clocks. This pokemon has even been reported to possess psychic capabilities, though it is not a psychic type pokemon."

Personal Specs:
Female
Level 7
Jolly Nature

"Interesting, I wasn't planning on catching you but I like the way you fought. You fought smart." Chris put his pokemon safely on his belt and began walking towards the path out of Viridian Forest.

[coreystranick]

HAha, I skipped that part of the post, works well anyway since it should go before dren posts anyway
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Corey was bored sitting in the Pokecenter he had no need to sleep since he rested in that house. He headed for the the forest again.

"I think it is about time I evolve Ace and Spark. I should call my good friend Ace, he should know when these two evolve"

*ring ring*

"Hello?"

"Yo Ace, its Corey. Gotta question for ya."

"Hey man, yeah what's up what do you need?"

"I was wondering when Starly and Shinx evolved."

"Umm, both are at level 15 if I recall. I held my Starly back. Haha man that was so long ago, he is now like lvl 65 or something.
I heard some bad stuff was going down there in Kanto is that true?"

"Yeah, I seem to be in the middle of it. Yay haha. Alright I gotta get off here. I need to get my guys level up."

Corey entered the forest. I the distance he saw Chris.

[A Forgotten Legend]

Joseph looked at Lucas sleeping.
Man, he's quite a sleeper.  I don't even think a dream eater attack could wake him up.
He hadn't said much since he got with the group.  He wondered what had happened to his mother and if she was alright.  He hated to think what could be happening to her right now.
Joseph realized he hadn't sent out his Totodile since yesterday, and it probably needed some exercise.  With a flash, the pokémon came out of his pokéball.
As it landed on the ground, Totodile let out a cough and began to look around.  Finally, when it set its eyes on Joseph, it ran around the area.
Wow, he seems to be enjoying himself.
Just then, Totodile noticed Lucas sleeping away.  Totodile sneaked up slowly and shot some water at his face.
"Gurgle gurgle gurgle, hey!"  Lucas said annoyed.
"Sorry, he doesn't like seeing people asleep when he's not tired."
"Can you please keep him a little contained?"
"Sure..."
With that, Joseph asked Totodile to stay close to him.
Where did the others run off to?  Oh well... they hopefully will come back soon.  What can I do to pass the time?  ...the pokédex!

"Totodile
Big Jaw Pokémon
Water Type
It has the Torrent ability
Its well-developed jaws are powerful and capable of crushing anything. Even its trainer must be careful.
Level 7"

Level 7?  Well, I haven't had any real battles with him yet, so it makes sense...

[ellie-is]

"Hey, Joseph... Now that your little buddy there woke up me up..."
"Sorry about that."
"Nah, its okay. Listen, you think we could have a battle maybe? My pokés never fought a trainer before. Well, Aron didn't, at least. I have no idea what Nidoran did on the wild. What do you say? And if you want, you can pick who you fight against, too. Since you only have one, wouldn't be fair for me to use both of them."

[Prpl_Mage]

Frank was sitting at a tree stump and watched his Murkrow wasting time on beating up Caterpies when his phoen went of with the trademark beeping.
He quickly grabbed it from his pocket and unfolded it in his hand.

-"Yeah Frank here."
-"Good afternoon Frank, this is the Jotho Registry for trainers. We have just processed your application for a new PC account and Passport."
-"Sounds like great news alright."
-"Where are you at the moment?"
-"I'm at Viridian, in Kanto."
-"Okay, we'll send you your new account and password for the PC but you'll have to pick up both your ID and the passport from the closest pokémart. Where would that be?"
-"I bet it's Viridian City."
-"... Okay, we've sent out a delivery to meet you there later today. I hope you have a nice day."
-"Thanks a bunch."
*beep*

Frank folded the phone and placed it in his pocket again. He would finally be able to use the box system again... But he had nothing to stash there. Although the passport could be handy.

Murkrow landed on his shoulder as he sat there and looked kinda beat up. He looked up and saw one of those pesky Pikachus in the grass.
-"Fighting caterpies was all dandy with your advantage, but the moment you face a stronger enemy you end up running away?" Frank called Murkrow back and sent out the Mankey.
-"Alright, time to prove that you are worth training now..." Frank said and motioned the pokémon to attack the pickahu.
The Mankey walked forward and was suddenly zapped by a thundershock. The rage triggered in the small creature that began to lash out with swipes and scratches against the Electric rodent.
It tried to give back some beating but a Low Kick finally sent it flying into a tree. With the creature obviously beaten Frank had to call Mankey back to avoid any unrewarding fighting.
-"Well I'll be damned. I think I just found my fighter." Frank said and smiled an honest smile for the first time in ages.
He picked up the phone to let everyone know he was heading back when he heard footsteps.

[X_marks_the_ed]

After he realised that the woman wasn't chasing him, Edwin began to walk, taking huge breaths. He wanted to head back to Cerulean, but he knew he was getting close, as he had already fround another Pokeball and a bottle of antidote still half-full. Clefairy was out again, and kept at his side. For a forest, the Pokemon here were refreshingly weak. After the Graveler incident, it was evident that Clefairy was in dire need of more training. He couldn't expect to rely on Zubat's Supersonic.

The sky was getting brighter, the entrance was near. He stopped only for a moment to watch a trainer beating up Caterpies with a Mankey, then continued onward and out of the forest.

Almost immediately, Edwin began looking for the center. Most of them have couches for weary trainers. Unfortunately, none for him. So, he walked over to a far corner, and just sat there before drifting off, Clefairy at his side.