ˡᵉᵃᵈ ᵇʸ ᵉˣᵃᵐᵖˡᵉ

ᴀғғɪʟɪᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛᴇᴀᴍ ɢᴜᴀʀᴅɪᴀɴ. Cheren of Pokemon Bw && BW2

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ᵒRendezvousᵒ

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[STRANGER]:

He takes the tea cup, and nods at Cheren. He wasn’t here for a battle, though he certainly wouldn’t turn one down if the Gym Leader insisted on having one. He’d never turn down a battle. “Thanks…” He mutters, raising the cup to his lips, as he takes a sip.

“I suppose that’s because… I didn’t come here… for a battle…” He comments, as he takes another drink of the tea. “This is… good tea…” Oops, seems that someone’s managed to get right distracted by the drink in his hands.

“Thank Arceus for that. I don’t think I’m awake enough for one.” The gym leader breathes a sigh of relief, slumping down on his seat, offering the other one to the stranger. It was still too dark for him to see too well. He takes another sip of hot tea, the heat && flavor slapping him in the face with energy.

“Thanks.” He said to the compliment, looking more amused than he was upset by the sudden change in subject. “While I appreciate your honesty, I still have to ask - why are you here at three in the morning? The only people I get who do that are foreigners, && I’m pretty sure I’ve seen you around town before.”

Ugh... why so early...

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ᵒSugar Bombᵒ

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[young woman]:

     ➼ ✧ ❤ ✧ { Oh dear… How could ordering a single box of potions go so horribly wrong ?? Her knees and hip was starting to ache too… Maybe she should just give up, but that would mean she would have to reorder and come back out again. As she’s glancing up and down the paper, jumping when someone suddenly touches her. She whirls around, ( almost hitting Pocky with her cane, the poor Lycanroc) and offers a cheery smile to him. Yes, she was a little confused…

       ❛ Y-Yeah !! I’m trying to find my delivery, and someone said they left it… here ?? I think I might’ve heard wrong or read wrong… ❜

“It’s alright miss. You’re at the wrong place.” He gives a soft chuckle, carefully taking a look at the paper. “No wonder you’re confused. See here?” He gently points down to the numbers && letters. “This is a shipment number right here. What you’re looking for is the order number.” He lifts his finger to the considerably smaller looking number, also labeled with the customary red ink && hashtag. “First time using Unova’s delivery?” He asked her politely, smiling. “Can you bring out order number 155629?” Comprehension dawned on the nurse’s face, && the woman stammers her apology, dashing off to retrieve the order.

“My sincere apologies - she’s a little new, so she didn’t know what you were referring to - the mail system changed a few months ago, so you’re not the only one who’s been having trouble.”

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ᵒFlower Girlᵒ

@ketsubomi

He’d come by to see Professor Juniper once more. After a failed conversation with Touko, Cheren had decided that she wasn’t quite yet ready to take care of an egg as of yet. But she was doing better. She’d actually said some things today to him when he’d brought her lunch. He had hope that she would get better soon. When he entered, he blinked, expression blank with surprise.

“Ah... is Professor Juniper out?” He asked the stranger, wondering who she was. She wasn’t a threat, he’d think...

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ᵒRendezvousᵒ

@theredmessiah

Cheren was not amused when his gym sent him a notification of a challenger at three in the morning. A yawn splits his lips, the newly appointed Gym Leader meandering slowly through his apartment, hauling two cups of tea downstairs with him.

“You picked one hell of a time for a gym challenge,” The teen tells the stranger, gaze still focused on his teacups, glasses sliding down his nose. He didn’t have any other words to say, instead sipping at his cup && offering the other one to the stranger.

“Care to explain why you couldn’t call in the morning like a reasonable person?”

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ᵒSugar Bombᵒ

@citrusidol

Entering the Pokemon Center, Cheren’s head tilts curiously at the sudden commotion. There was a young woman, looking a little flustered && holding out a sheet of paper. Cheren glances over at the nurse, before realizing which one she was.

Right. Not all of the nurses were good at giving directions. Stepping in, Cheren lightly taps at the woman’s shoulder.

“Hello?” He greets her with what he hopes is a polite enough smile. “Are you looking for something?”

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Starter Call.

Capping at four.

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❝A butterfly can flap it’s wings in Kanto,            && in Unova it turns into a Hurricane.❞

                                                 Affiliated Gym Leader Cheren.