Mewcario
It is always darkest before the dawn.
Robert was finishing up a sketch of the landscape the airship had passed over and hour prior to their decent upon Flemeth. The aerial view of the waterfall, the Swanna and Tailows in flight in their V patterns and the rolling mists that came from the pounding waterfall made for a beautiful landscape vision. Once the airship had landed, he made his trademark signature at the bottom of the sketchpad/notebook and tucked it away in his backpack. He stood up and began to follow the line that led out to the landing spot.
From there, the young teen took out the letter from his packpack, giving him directions to the lab from the Airship Port. It was going to be a trek, but fortunately it was only noonday. A nice leisurely walk through the town would give him inspiration for his artistic nature. Taking in the sights, the sounds, the people and the Pokemon would fill him with anticipation with the start of his own journey.
After a good hour of walking, he came upon the Pokemon Lab. He double-checked the letter to make sure it was the correct residence before walking up to the entrance. Raising his right hand up and making a loose fist, he rapped his knuckles lightly on the door to signal his presence to those within.
From there, the young teen took out the letter from his packpack, giving him directions to the lab from the Airship Port. It was going to be a trek, but fortunately it was only noonday. A nice leisurely walk through the town would give him inspiration for his artistic nature. Taking in the sights, the sounds, the people and the Pokemon would fill him with anticipation with the start of his own journey.
After a good hour of walking, he came upon the Pokemon Lab. He double-checked the letter to make sure it was the correct residence before walking up to the entrance. Raising his right hand up and making a loose fist, he rapped his knuckles lightly on the door to signal his presence to those within.