>>15968630You wash that crusty face, take a shower, wash that stank-mouth out, brush those pearly whites, comb that hair, tame those pubes, and change from pajamas into a clean pair of the-same-thing-you-wear-everyday.
YOU. Are ready for the turmoil of a day that's going to follow.
After tying your boots on, you grab your hat, sunglasses, and zip up that jacket because winter's coming and shit, it's going to get cold.
Plus, you look...weird without that jacket.
"Might as well go look for her..."
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VXu21oLBaDYShe's in the Pokemon Center's backyard, a yard re-tooled by the nurses into a battlefield for trainers that want to practice and brush up on heir skills.
"Miss...?" you mumble to yourself, a tad confused.
She's in completely different attire than the one you're so used to seeing everyday. It's looks really Japanese-y, like some ninja-Naruto shit straight out of the hambeasts in Johto who came up with it.
Although, it does look kind of cute, how her hair's in a ponytail and shows off more of her milky neck...
>'NO. Bad thoughts, BAAAAD.'She's using the battlefield to practice with her own Pokemon. You just happen to stumble in as she recalls a Pokemon. Whether it's Fennekin or Furfrou, you're uncertain.
You take cover behind a bush, it's rude to eavesdrop, buuuut....
Miss Leading pecks the pokeball with the slightest bit of her usually self-contained affection, "Thank you, you did an excellent job today. Fennekin, it's your turn."
She places the indiscernible pokeball in her purse before tossing out Fennekin's, revealing the fox in a flash of sparkles.
"That dummy over there. Attack it repeatedly please."
She points to a silly Cacturne on the other side of the field.
"Attack it, I care not how you do it, I only care that you do. Attack it with as much force as you can possibly exert."
>What do, stud?A) Intrude on her little session, maybe you can help her out!
B) Keep eavesdropping instead.
