>>5544473>>5544504Now you've got some money to bet with, this opens up some options.
You make a note to check the job board when you get to the pokemon centre regardless, since it'll be a good way to teach Holly the value of labour.
In the meantime, looking around there're a few other trainers to choose from and you're paralysed with indecision for a moment before a bored-sounding sigh from across the way catches your attention.
When you turn to get a better look at whoever sighed, you see it's a kid about your age. His kit looks to be pretty high end and the bookish-looking boy next to him is engrossed in a book.
The guy starts looking around and brightens as he sees you looking before standing and sauntering over.
"I say, you wouldn't happen to be a trainer, would you?" He asks with very obvious hope.
His accent sounds like posh Galar.
"I am." You confirm. "You looking for a battle?"
He nods enthusiastically.
"That sounds like a splendid idea." He says. "How does three on three for, oh, 2000 poke sound?" He asks.
"Sounds reasonable." You admit. "How many badges do you have?"
"Three." He replies. "I'm only really dipping my toes into this Trainer business, as it were, before I finish school and it's off to university." He admits sheepishly. "Still, Arnet's been a wonderful adventure so far." He adds earnestly. "So, shall we?"
"Sure."
With that, you head up top to the arena. You have to wait a bit for a match in progress to finish, but once it's over, you face off across the arena.
The referee is one of the crew who looks at you both warningly.
"Right, no really big pokemon and no moves that could be a risk to the boat or anyone on it, clear?" He asks.
"Crystal." You assure.
"Of course." The guy replies.
There's a pregnant pause as you both reach for your poke balls.
