Obsidian
The Blighted Knight
The open road, the rumble of the engine, and the whip of the air as he thunders across the countryside. The life of a trainer is one of freedom, able to go and see and do whatever one pleases, held down by no one and nothing. Not everyone can live such a life, having no home and no place in the world, with only pokemon as your lifelong companions. But for Ethan, nothing sounded sweeter than such a life, and he has embraced it wholeheartedly. It is just him, his bike, his pokemon, and wherever may be next on his journey.
As of right now, the next destination is a little known place called Femino City, a place rumoured to be home only to women. Usually, men are not allowed in Femino City, not to live or work or even go in passing. Perhaps the last place Ethan might be welcome, and that would be true if not for recent events. Femino City has very recently opened it's doors to the world beyond, inviting trainers, men and women like, to participate in their tournaments and competitions. A city populated only by women is a curiosity, and Ethan is anything if not curious. He has travelled all over, been to places and seen things few ever would in a lifetime, and not just the good stuff either. Only time will tell is Femino turns out to be something special.
A quick glance at the fuel gauge, and Ethan would spot he is running low. It has been a long journey, and his bike sure does have a ravenous hunger. Luckily, rest stations dot the roads, and one is coming into view. And the rest station is not the only thing coming into view either. The great glass spires of a city rise up from behind the horizon as well, most certainly those of Femino City. As Ethan draws closer, more and more skyscapers appear, reaching into the heavens above, before the rest smaller surrounding building would peek into view as well, the cityscape sloping from the peaks of the skyscrapers like that of a mountain. Soon, Ethan reached the rest station, slowing down gently and indicating, skillfully riding into the rest station and heading for the fuel pumps, stopping his bike beside one pumping station.
Slipping off his helmet, Ethan would gasp for some fresh air, before dismounting from the bike, the leather of his suit creaking as he flexed and stretched his stiff body, especially his hands. He then proceeded to fill up his bike's fuel tank, giving himself plenty for the rest of the journey, and then headed other to the garage to pay. Figuring he was not the only one in need for a stretch, Ethan reached for his belt, taking the first pokeball on the row. With practiced motion, Ethan expanded the ball before throwing it up, the ball popping open as ethereal energy poured out, the energy falling to the floor in front of him before taking shape and solidifying, materialising his faithful companion before him, Luxray.
"How are you feeling, buddy?" Ethan would say with a smile, kneeling down on one knee to pet his best friend, the Luxray giving out a gutteral whine before licking Ethan's cheek. "Yeah, thought you'd like to get out of that ball." Ethan said, standing back up again, "Come on, need to pay for gas, and then we can get something to eat."
Ethan headed into the garage, went straight for the counter, where the garage attended stood behind. "Pump 4." Ethan said, before unzipping the top of his riding suit, reaching for his wallet within his inside pocket.
As of right now, the next destination is a little known place called Femino City, a place rumoured to be home only to women. Usually, men are not allowed in Femino City, not to live or work or even go in passing. Perhaps the last place Ethan might be welcome, and that would be true if not for recent events. Femino City has very recently opened it's doors to the world beyond, inviting trainers, men and women like, to participate in their tournaments and competitions. A city populated only by women is a curiosity, and Ethan is anything if not curious. He has travelled all over, been to places and seen things few ever would in a lifetime, and not just the good stuff either. Only time will tell is Femino turns out to be something special.
A quick glance at the fuel gauge, and Ethan would spot he is running low. It has been a long journey, and his bike sure does have a ravenous hunger. Luckily, rest stations dot the roads, and one is coming into view. And the rest station is not the only thing coming into view either. The great glass spires of a city rise up from behind the horizon as well, most certainly those of Femino City. As Ethan draws closer, more and more skyscapers appear, reaching into the heavens above, before the rest smaller surrounding building would peek into view as well, the cityscape sloping from the peaks of the skyscrapers like that of a mountain. Soon, Ethan reached the rest station, slowing down gently and indicating, skillfully riding into the rest station and heading for the fuel pumps, stopping his bike beside one pumping station.
Slipping off his helmet, Ethan would gasp for some fresh air, before dismounting from the bike, the leather of his suit creaking as he flexed and stretched his stiff body, especially his hands. He then proceeded to fill up his bike's fuel tank, giving himself plenty for the rest of the journey, and then headed other to the garage to pay. Figuring he was not the only one in need for a stretch, Ethan reached for his belt, taking the first pokeball on the row. With practiced motion, Ethan expanded the ball before throwing it up, the ball popping open as ethereal energy poured out, the energy falling to the floor in front of him before taking shape and solidifying, materialising his faithful companion before him, Luxray.
"How are you feeling, buddy?" Ethan would say with a smile, kneeling down on one knee to pet his best friend, the Luxray giving out a gutteral whine before licking Ethan's cheek. "Yeah, thought you'd like to get out of that ball." Ethan said, standing back up again, "Come on, need to pay for gas, and then we can get something to eat."
Ethan headed into the garage, went straight for the counter, where the garage attended stood behind. "Pump 4." Ethan said, before unzipping the top of his riding suit, reaching for his wallet within his inside pocket.