[X] My Assistant

[Toogee]

Hey all,

I received some important news recently, something that I really don’t want to cover here. The only thing I really want to say is that I have to move back to Celadon City. This also means that this will probably be my last post here until I get back to Celadon, so I’d like to say a few things about my trip. Furoh has been great to me. It gave me the opportunity to see what the life of a researcher is like. It also means that any school is open to me (thanks to scholarship money), so I could continue my studies. It has been a journey of a lifetime. The places I’ve seen haven’t seen humans for ages. I’ve met plenty of people that I will never forget (you all know who you are). I hope to catch up with a few of you on my way back to Barley.

Right now, I’m in Lenoilia for one last research project. I know what some of you are thinking, but there’s been some improvement as far as crime is concerned. One of the big local gangs is gone, so there’s been some drop in crime. Anywho, I’ll be observing cubone hatching in a nearby graveyard. I don’t think I’ll be here too long, so if you happen to be in the area, stop by and say hi!

The pokemon center in Lenoilia was the safest place in the city for visitors to stay. Few inns existed in the city, and those that did had questionable security issues. Though they had their share of trouble here, Pan and Douken had decided to once again stay at the center. As they had arrived in the evening, it was the only option for the flight weary travelers. And so, it is here in the morning that the story begins.

The sun rose over the dreary landscape of Lenoilia, eventually passing through Pan’s window. The girl soon stretched her limbs before relaxing and closing her eyes once more. It had been a late night, so the temptation to stay in bed was rather strong. She might have done just that had she not had a research outpost to visit. At that thought, Pan finally forced herself out of bed and readied herself for the day.



Pan looked herself over in a mirror. She had not worn the mini skirt-shorts combo for quite some time. In fact, it may have been the last time she would be able to wear the outfit. Her pregnancy wasn’t showing just yet, so the researcher had little trouble fitting into her clothes. Satisfied with her looks, she stepped out of her room and into the main lobby.

The pokecenter was bustling with activity. Several trainers were enjoying the complimentary breakfast, talking about the recent zorua sightings and strategies to catch them. A few residents of the city were also gathered here. From what Pan could overhear, they were part of some neighborhood watch responsible for protecting the street from gang violence.

“Is the art warehouse secured?”

“Yes sir. I just replaced the locks with something more sturdy. Any chance that art museum is happening here?”

“I doubt it. If you ask me, we’d be better off selling that abandoned art back to Gigarte.”

Pan kept listening to the conversation as she waited for Douken to appear.