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Wombats Beware...
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Charcoal_Lilly50
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To Sam, a Hoenn native, it was just another day in Mallville City. A little joke he often told himself, since the renovation. Not that he minded the added convenience of an entire city under the air-conditioned and protected roof of a larger building. It was great! Sam couldn't imagine what kind of engineering voodoo they had to try to pull a feat like this off. Apparently, Mauville City had become a bit of a tourist attraction because of it. A shame he couldn't visit more often, but he had work to do. He couldn't stay here long, everything sold here was much too expensive and Route 118 was almost literally right around the corner. As soon as he finished taking some notes on the wingulls here, he was off to Verdanturf Town to take notes on the Volbeat, Illumise, and Taillow around there.
The ticklish feeling of Vivian crawling from his shoulder to his head quickly dragged him out of his thoughts. A bit annoyed, he looked up into his bangs to find the Joltik waving at him from above. Joltik was hungry. Sam sighed, now feeling a bit guilty. "Fine, we can head over to the Food Court for a quick bite, but after we gotta get going, alright?" Other than crawling to the top of his head, there was very little reaction from Vivian. She must be tired he thought, better head there quick before she nods off. A quick battle and purchase later, he was out snacking on a Magnemite Croquette while Vivian slept comfortably on his right shoulder. A double battle was a bit tricky, but the people challenging trainers in the Battle Food Court were usually not particularly skilled trainers anyway. It was a gimmick that had worked for them so far, and this being Sam's umpteenth time visiting Mauville City, he really didn't mind the small challenge at all.
Scarfing down the Croquette, he tossed the wrapper into a trash bin in the hall, heading towards Route 118. On his way there, he couldn't help but notice a young man and woman motioning towards the roof of the bike shop. He shifted his gaze up a bit only to see an Emolga taunting them from the railing above the store front. Also a red-haired man using a Noctowl to help them-. Wait. A Noctowl! Immediately intrigued by the foreign bird Pokemon, he decided to stick around a bit. "Anyway, we should be ready to follow them should Sparks fly off", Sam heard the man say. Sparks. Probably the name of the mischievous Emolga. He subconsciously stopped walking, curiosity getting the better of him. Just getting to see the Noctowl catch the Emolga would be entertaining enough to get his researching side invested in the scene in front of him.
To Sam, a Hoenn native, it was just another day in Mallville City. A little joke he often told himself, since the renovation. Not that he minded the added convenience of an entire city under the air-conditioned and protected roof of a larger building. It was great! Sam couldn't imagine what kind of engineering voodoo they had to try to pull a feat like this off. Apparently, Mauville City had become a bit of a tourist attraction because of it. A shame he couldn't visit more often, but he had work to do. He couldn't stay here long, everything sold here was much too expensive and Route 118 was almost literally right around the corner. As soon as he finished taking some notes on the wingulls here, he was off to Verdanturf Town to take notes on the Volbeat, Illumise, and Taillow around there.
The ticklish feeling of Vivian crawling from his shoulder to his head quickly dragged him out of his thoughts. A bit annoyed, he looked up into his bangs to find the Joltik waving at him from above. Joltik was hungry. Sam sighed, now feeling a bit guilty. "Fine, we can head over to the Food Court for a quick bite, but after we gotta get going, alright?" Other than crawling to the top of his head, there was very little reaction from Vivian. She must be tired he thought, better head there quick before she nods off. A quick battle and purchase later, he was out snacking on a Magnemite Croquette while Vivian slept comfortably on his right shoulder. A double battle was a bit tricky, but the people challenging trainers in the Battle Food Court were usually not particularly skilled trainers anyway. It was a gimmick that had worked for them so far, and this being Sam's umpteenth time visiting Mauville City, he really didn't mind the small challenge at all.
Scarfing down the Croquette, he tossed the wrapper into a trash bin in the hall, heading towards Route 118. On his way there, he couldn't help but notice a young man and woman motioning towards the roof of the bike shop. He shifted his gaze up a bit only to see an Emolga taunting them from the railing above the store front. Also a red-haired man using a Noctowl to help them-. Wait. A Noctowl! Immediately intrigued by the foreign bird Pokemon, he decided to stick around a bit. "Anyway, we should be ready to follow them should Sparks fly off", Sam heard the man say. Sparks. Probably the name of the mischievous Emolga. He subconsciously stopped walking, curiosity getting the better of him. Just getting to see the Noctowl catch the Emolga would be entertaining enough to get his researching side invested in the scene in front of him.