>>1784964With a last longing glance at the forest behind her, Green turned and strode off towards the city proper. Her pokemon were far too weak to be venturing back into the depths of the forest, especially with night about to fall. It was dark enough in their when there was indirect light and the occasional sunbeam breaching the foliage, she figured it would be impossible to see anything at all in there when it was night. And she certainly didn’t want to break a leg or be ambushed by a pokemon she couldn’t even see!
Following similar reasoning, she marched right past a small area of grass outside Pewter City limits. Now was just not the time. The wilderness faded into the city gradually. Paths lead every which way. Green could see the Pokemart, the museum, the gym, and the Pokecenter. It was to the latter that she headed. Her battered pokemon would be healed for free, she could get a cheap bed for the night, and surely the Nurse Joy assigned here would know at least a little bit about pokemon poison to human interaction. Assuming she wasn’t just imagining things. The memory of her unconsciously rubbing herself (in public!) and the sudden, and just as suddenly gone, twitch of pain where she had stepped on a stinger were still too close to thought for her to just dismiss it though. At the very least inquiries had to be made.
She cast a forlorn look at the Pokemart, she really would like an actual shirt, this undershirt showed far too much of her neck and shoulders. And her cleavage of course, her breasts had already popped out a couple times. Just thinking about that made her face burn and her hands come up to cover herself. But the mart would still be there later after she had taken care of her pokemon. Even though she hadn’t even wanted to be a trainer, Green figured that since she got forced into it she might as well do her best.
