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When you get knocked down, just get up again! [closed RP blog part of NP]

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Blast from the Past || Nate + Curtis

          Word on the street was that some PokéStar Studios people were filming scenes for an upcoming movie on location in the Virbank Complex. Nate didn’t care much about celebrities, but he did like movies—that, combined with his natural curiosity and proximity to the location was what got him to show up and try to get a look at what was going on.

         It was late afternoon when Nate arrived but the set was still bustling with activity. Crew members dashed back and forth, important-looking people were standing around looking important, and a throng of fans jostled for a peek at the action.

         Nate stuffed his hands into his pockets as he scoped things out, taking in all of the activity from afar. Was this what Rosa’s life was like all the time? It seemed exciting, which was nice if you liked that kind of thing and kind of awful if you didn’t. Not Nate’s idea of fun, at least. 

         One of the important-looking people shouted something that seemed to slow things down. The director, maybe? Sure enough, it looked like he’d called it quits for the day; people began to disperse and the once-hectic activity began to fade.

         Nate sighed. Of course the moment she showed up would be when the action was over. What was he supposed to do now? This had been his only plan for the rest of the day, basically. He checked the time on his C-Gear, trying to come up with something else to do. 

          That was when he caught sight of one of the actors for the first time. The guy’s light green hair was familiar, which shouldn’t have been surprising considering that he was an actor, but Nate didn’t think that was the source of his feeling. He was familiar in a different way... Nate drew closer, watching the guy for some hint as to where he’d seen him before. Green eyes, green hair... it wasn’t until Nate was close enough to see a small beauty mark near his mouth that Nate knew exactly who he was. 

       “Curtis!” he blurted out, “Hey, Curtis!” He waved, trying to catch his attention without getting so close that some security guy would chase him off for being a creepy fan. Curtis would recognize him when he saw him though, Nate was sure of it. It’d been a long time since they last talked, but they’d been friends as kids... or, that was how Nate remembered it, at least. 

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Run, Don’t Walk || Nate + Fire

[flameofkanto-blog]

Fire’s eyes widened a little when he heard Nate take a deep breath. He knew there was a lot in Unova, but he didn’t know that anyone would need a lot of breath to talk about it all. Maybe it would’ve been better if Fire kept his mouth shut, and let the conversation get awkward. Fire nodded after each attraction Nate mentioned, keeping note of it all in his head. 

Fire thought to himself, continuing to listen. He never got the appeal of watching sports, and to him amusement parks were only fun if you had someone with you. He didn’t like performances, so the theater was out. Join Avenue seemed interesting. Perhaps he’d be able to buy a gift for some friends. The battle institute and Gear Station seemed the most interesting. Fire could never turn down a challenge of any kind. 

“Wow, they all sound so good!” Fire said. Sure, he stretched the truth, but he didn’t want to be rude to someone who was so nice to him. “It helps a lot! There’s a lot to choose from. Kanto has nothing like Gear Station or a Battle Institute. We have a Training Dojo, but it’s not the same thing.” Fire rubbed the back of his awkwardly. “At least I don’t think it is. I’ve never actually been inside.”

Maybe it was because Fire had his own list of nervous ticks and habits for when he was nervous, or pretty much all the time, but he was able to pick up on Nate’s. Everything from the slowly fading smile, to the picking at the velcro. The signs were all too familiar to Fire. 

“Hey…” Fire spoke up, before he realized what he was doing. “Is everything okay?”

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         Fire’s positive reaction made him feel much more at ease. Nate didn’t have much in the way of self-censorship and tried to tell himself that anyone who didn’t like him when he was just being himself wasn’t worth his time, but that was almost always easier to say than to actually feel. Being reassured that he was helpful was nice.

        It was hard to believe that In all of Kanto there was nothing like either of the places Fire picked out, though. How did people perfect their battle strategies for tournaments? Nate was sure there had to some other way; the popularity of Pokémon battles was too far-reaching to not extend well into the other region.

        “Hey… Is everything okay?”

        The question interrupted Nate’s thoughts, and it took a moment for him to actually understand what Fire was asking. When he did, however, he barely suppressed a cringe.

        How long had it been since someone aside from his mom asked him that? The question made his uneasiness return, though he tried to keep smiling. Why would Fire ask that? Did he not seem okay? He’d been okay, he’d been fine, he’d been trying to be okay... 

        “Uh, yeah?” Nate said, a ‘duh’ inherent in his tone. He knew it was mean to act like Fire wasn’t justified in asking that; he was just being nice and concerned, but... it was easier to brush him off. It was nice that someone cared to ask, but it would’ve been better if he hadn’t. Nate knew that if he started talking about the things that were bothering him he’d just get upset and look like a baby, which was the last thing he wanted. 

         Still, it would bother him if he didn’t find out what had prompted the question; against his better judgement, Nate asked, “W-why do you ask?”

[firstratenate]

your hair's dumb and so are you

“Not as dumb as you!”

[rpmememakers-blog]

Go in my ask box and try to break my muse, no questions will be unanswered.

[nanamis-universe]

“- Ok! Let’s go and get your Pokémon!”

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Misunderstanding ||                      (Y)Nancy/Nate

Yancy fiddled nervously with her pink xtransceiver in her hand…as she twiddled with the buttons. Going to a certain name, before canceling it…she would then go back to that name before canceling once more. She kept going to the contact that read “Nate” over and over again…never being able to muster up the courage to actually call him.

“Ha…well maybe next ti-“ Yancy said with a depressed sigh before she got ready to set down the Transceiver once more. “Gardevoir?” Thomeryl placed a hand on her shoulder, which caused her to jump and accidentally press the call button.

Dialing to Nate….

Beep…Beep…Beep….

“A-Ah!” Yancy began to frantically try to cancel the call, before Nate could actually pick it u-

*click* “Hello?”

Yancy’s face turned red when she realized what had just happened. “Ah…H-Hello Nate…I was…hello Nate…” Thomeryl attempted to calm down the frantic trainer who was starting to get out of breath.  “I-I was…was just wondering…wondering…if you wanted to…I…I wanted to know if you wanted to meet up again?”

Oh dear…Oh dear she just said it….

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         In a rare moment of relaxation, Nate was reclining in the shade of one of the trees on Route 16 outside of Nimbasa with his Samurott. He’d spent the morning training his team, and after a few hours of strenuous exercise there wasn’t much he wanted to do more than take a nap. He could’ve gone home to sleep, but he wanted to take advantage of the nice weather on what would probably be one of the last warm days of the year.

         Resting against Sierra’s warm side, Nate was steadily nodding off. He felt cozy and comfortable, safe and relaxed—like nothing could possibly go wrong. Of course, that would be the moment when his Xtransceiver began to ring.

        Slightly disoriented and still somewhat foggy from his state of almost-sleep, Nate rubbed his eyes and yawned. Beside him, Sierra lifted her head, giving him a pointed look that suggested she didn’t much like the sound his Xtransceiver was making. Nate lifted his wrist to look at the watch-like device and figure out who was calling him, on the verge of dismissing it and going back to his nap.

        The sight of the name ‘Yancy’ made him wake up a bit, however. It’d been a while since his friend had called him; she was busy with work so often that she didn’t have much time to talk when he called her. It was always a good sign when she was the one who contacted him first.

        Sitting up straight and trying to smooth out his hair so it didn’t look like he’d just been sleeping, Nate answered the call with a smile and an excited, “Hello?”

        Even with the Xtransceiver’s small screen Nate could see the redness in Yancy’s face and could tell that she seemed a little flustered. It immediately made him somewhat concerned, wondering what could have her so worked up, and when she started to speak Nate listened in confusion.

        She wanted to... hang out? Despite the stuttering way she’d asked it, the question made Nate’s smile grow even wider. “Of course! If you have time it’d be great to see you again.” He paused, trying to fit her request and her demeanor together in a way that made sense. ...Maybe she was in trouble, and that was why she wanted to see him? To get his help? “But, is everything okay? You seem a little... upset.”

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The Dreams You’ll Chase || Nate + Leah

[melodeah]

🎼 Faintly was she able to take in the sight of the Arcanine, and vaguely, its changing expressions accordingly to what the boy told it. Though, his words on the other hand were relatively understandable, somewhat speaking of the tournament, then something along the lines of a move of sorts. The figure had now lowered itself so that Leah could somehow drag herself onto its back, so that they could actually begin their journey. 

“ … Ah, thanks.. ” Taking his offered hand, Leah steadied herself up to her feet and pulled herself up onto the Arcanine, though falling onto her stomach with a ‘oof’ escaping her lips. Regardless, she had managed to get herself onto her current means of transportation, hence that was a win in her book.

A rather concerned Plusle, who had somehow been temporarily forgotten by her now huddled under her, and gave a reassuring chirp in hopes to maybe cheer up her trainer. It did cause Leah to allow a faint smile to grace her lips as she slumped over onto the comforting embrace of the Arcanine’s fur. Soon, does she jolt up, hoping that the Arcanine had not minded and averted her gaze over to her savior, nodding to indicate that she was somewhat ready for the journey.

“.. Sorry.. I hope that this is alright, Arcanine.. ” Hesitantly does she grip onto the fur before her in her hands lightly, in a way of keeping herself on the stead as their journey began. “ .. And, thank you. ” Following those words did her eyes begin to flutter shut slightly, though still partially open in an attempt to remain awake.

” … Let’s go, then. ”        ♪

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          Alpha remained still while the girl climbed onto her back, waiting until she was settled to glance over her shoulder to take stock of her passengers, noting the little mousey Pokémon that accompanied the trainer. She stood up slowly, keeping her back as level as possible—it was more care than she’d ever shown Nate when he hopped on for a ride, that was for sure. Granted he’d never been sick while doing so, but still.

         In response to her apology Alpha let out a gentle huff, which Nate interpreted as a reassuring noise. “We’ll get you home as soon as possible,” Nate added, backing up his Pokémon’s sentiment. Alpha glanced down at him, awaiting direction, and with a sudden nervousness Nate realized he was going to have to actually make good on that promise.

         Well, first it would probably be best to get away from the bustle of the Pokéathlon Dome. “This way,” he said, taking the lead as they headed toward the front gates. Alpha followed behind with measured steps, mindful of how balanced the girl was staying.

         It didn’t take long for them to reach the relative quiet of Route 35, and from there it was only a short walk into the city. It wasn’t nearly as big as Castelia, but still big enough that Nate felt somewhat intimidated. There was no way he’d be able to find the apartment building just by walking around aimlessly, but one place he did know how to find was the Magnet Train Station. Someone in there could definitely give him directions.

         Sure enough, after telling Alpha to wait outside, apologizing to the girl for the delay, and darting inside to ask one of the employees the way, Nate had a pretty good idea of where to go. His sense of direction wasn’t the best by any means, but when it came to navigating big cities he felt like he had things under control.

         “We’ll be there in no time!” he announced, hoping that the girl wasn’t feeling any worse and motioning for Alpha to follow him the rest of the way to their destination. 

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[see through testing] ; Volkner + Nate

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[ϟ] - Walking across the solar paneled walkway reminded Volkner once more to consider remodeling the whole thing. It was a lot of unnecessary work but it didn’t hurt to keep the city up to date. In his short deep thought he almost forgot about the youth scrambling to catch up.

   At the curious question Volkner confirmed the boy was, in fact, from another region. Nothing surprising or uncommon, but he was a little taken aback when his name was said. It’s not like tourists bothered to read about the Gym Leaders or any other prominent figures, so it cheered him knowing at least some travelers weren’t as lax in learning.

   “The one and only, The Shining Shocking Star as they call me. I know, not a flattering title but I’ve grown fond of it.” He rubbed his neck and glanced at the festival below.

“I hope you’re not looking for a gym battle today. If you are, well, you’ll have to wait until tomorrow when the gym is actually set up. The skateboard will have to wait as well, but I don’t think we both want that.” He finished with a half smile, as they approached the stairs to the Gym.

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          Out of everyone in the city to randomly come across... the Gym Leader himself! Nate couldn’t believe his luck. He could think of a lot of questions to ask, but Volkner spared himself an interrogation by continuing to talk after confirming Nate’s guess.

          Nate appreciated that Volkner had asked about battling—it made him feel like he at least still looked like a trainer—but the electric leader had nothing to worry about. Nate didn’t want a battle. As much fun as it might’ve been for his Pokémon, Nate wasn’t in the mood for competing.

          Kickin’ it on a fancy skateboard, however, was exactly what he needed. The whole safety gear thing was uncool, but his mom would be upset if he didn’t... Even if there was no chance of her finding out, on the off chance that something bad happened he wouldn’t want to have to admit to being careless like that.

         “No, yeah, no challengers here,” Nate said, pointing at himself with both thumbs. He dropped the gesture, following Volkner up the stairs. “I’m Nate, by the way,” he added, so that they were both on the same page. Well... Nate definitely knew more about Volkner than the other way around, but a name was a good start. 

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Run, Don’t Walk || Nate + Fire

[flameofkanto-blog]

“What brings me to Unova…” Fire thought for a moment. He couldn’t pinpoint the reason why he came to Unova. He didn’t really travel with purpose anymore. He simply traveled because he had nothing else to do. He didn’t go sight seeing, or take on challenges anymore. He didn’t run errands, or catch pokemon, or even try to beat other Pokemon Leagues. He just traveled, and occasionally battled.

That was one of the problems with Fire’s travels. He did nothing. He liked lounging around and relaxing, which is why he did it in pretty much every region known to man and pokemon. If all he did was sit all day, why didn’t he just stay at home? It was about time Fire changed his ways. It was time for him to get out and actually do things! Maybe Nate could help him find something interesting to do. 

“Uh, I don’t know! I just came here to see what it was like.” Maybe Fire should’ve lied about why he was in the region. It certainly would’ve made the conversation more interesting. If only Fire had thought about it sooner. Perhaps, he thought, there was still a chance to save the conversation

Fire nodded in response to Nate’s small description of his life. He had a vague idea where Nimbasa and Aspertia were on a map, but had no idea of their exact location or what made the cities unique. Fire was just glad he met with another world traveler like himself. Fire sighed deeply before trying to continue the conversation.

“Unova certainly is bigger than Kanto, there’s a lot more people too.” Fire thought for a moment before continuing. “Got any recommendations of what to do while I’m here? Something fun or interesting?”

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         “Yeah, I get that!” Nate said, nodding enthusiastically. Visiting other regions just for the experience was something he’d done before, too. There was... more to it than that simple desire, of course. Nate’s thoughts began to edge back into that uncomfortable Team Plasma territory, giving rise to a tight feeling in his chest. His smile faltered for a second until Fire spoke up again.

          Did Nate have recommendations? The question instantly shoved his worries to the side, replacing them with dozens of ideas to supply Fire with.

         “Well,” Nate said, drawing in a deep breath to prepare for all the information he was about to dump on his unsuspecting companion. “There’s the sport Stadiums: you can usually catch a game in one of those. And the Amusement Park has lots of rides to go on and games to play, plus there’s the Musical Theater with cute Pokémon and everything, and Join Avenue always has something cool to buy, but if you’re looking for Pokémon battles then the Gear Station or the Battle Institute are basically always open and accepting challengers... and that’s just in Nimbasa!”

         He was completely ready to launch into an explanation of the all attractions in Castelia City when it occurred to him that it might be a bit much to take in all at once. It was rare that Nate cut off his own monologuing, but if he wanted to actually be helpful to Fire it’d probably be best to figure out what he liked to do, rather than list off every single possibility.

         “So, uh, there’s tons of stuff. You can basically think of anything you’d like to do and there’s probably somewhere in Unova you can do it. Does... that help at all?” Nate reached up behind his head to fiddle with the velcro on his visor, falling back on the habit now that he was out of his comfort zone of ‘ramble on forever about everything.’

Yeah, well, I bet I could beat you at drowning!

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“I think I’ll let you have that win... but don’t get used to it.”

[firstratenate]

word on the street is that fire's a better swimmer than you are

“But, doesn’t Fire hate water? Does he even know how to swim?”

“Even if he does, I could take him any day.”

[firaequis-deactivated20141009]

anonymously leave a rumor about my character in my inbox

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The Dreams You’ll Chase || Nate + Leah

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melodeah:

🎼 “..Mn. ” Words had formed on her lips, but that was the only audible sound that had emerged from her lips, causing her to frown and once again, attempt to speak. “ –I.. yes. Thank you. ” Sparingly had she used her words, taking into consideration that she was beginning to be barely able to speak, quiet wheezes escaping her lips instead of in the form of words that her lips had formed. Better to speak and be understandable, rather than to needlessly speak of things that would not help her current situation. 

“ .. I will try to keep awake. ” An adamant statement was made which was, in a sense a response to her previous near collapse. And a future prediction of sorts that she may very well collapse with her current condition. No more than after a few minutes had those words leave her lips did her body threaten to do as such. “ …! ”

Once more did her eyes begin to flutter shut, drowsiness and the sickness itself causing her to sway in place, arms struggling to keep herself steady. Arceus knew what this girl was thinking with even attempting to do anything in such a sickly state, barely able to keep herself up and what not. Body temperature switching from either ridiculously hot, or the completely opposite– ridiculously cold, it was safe to say she was not in any state to be here.

Though, this time did she force herself to stay steady, not wanting to simply collapse on this stranger. “.. I shall be.. in your hands, for now then.. ”         ♪

         It seemed that the worse she began to feel, the more cooperative she started to be—which was... not exactly what Nate would’ve preferred, but if it meant getting her home so she could rest, Nate would take what he could get. Watching her almost fall again was unsettling, but that she caught herself was a good sign... right?

        Romeo had been uncharacteristically quiet since the girl had nearly passed out, and Nate looked up at him to see genuine concern in his features. Nate couldn’t say for sure, but if he had to guess he’d attribute the worried look to feelings of guilt.

       “Aww, buddy, it’s okay! She’s gonna be fine,” Nate said. The words seemed to reassure him slightly, and Nate pulled out his Poké Ball. “I’ll give you an update later, okay?” Following a nod of approval, Nate returned him to the ball and withdrew another from his pocket. His Arcanine materialized in a flash of light, and stood at attention upon taking in their surroundings. She wagged her tail, tongue lolling out, and Nate sighed. Was she going to get all disappointed too?

        “Hey, Allie, this lady is pretty sick and needs our help! We’re gonna help her get home. And we’ll be back to compete tomorrow,” he said, giving her a significant look to indicate that there would be no arguments. 

       The fire-type’s tail stopped wagging, her expression becoming an even neutral. Whether that was from understanding or dismay was hard to tell, but Nate was at least confident that Alpha would do what he said.

       “So, let’s give her a lift! Nice and easy, no ExtremeSpeed or anything.” 

       Alpha nodded, then moved so that her shoulders were lined up with the girl, settling down on the ground to make climbing up just a few short movements away.

       “You ready?” Nate asked, standing up and holding out his hand to help her up.

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The Dreams You’ll Chase || Nate + Leah

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melodeah:

🎼 Warmth. She felt some warmth holding her and she opened her eyes, only to find the other looking down at her with concern. Under normal circumstance, yes, she would be thoroughly embarrassed and attempt to get up, not wanting to be a bother any longer, but it wasn’t quite normal circumstance for her at the moment. His considerate actions were what helped her stay upright, and it seemed that he was quite worried if she were to collapse all of a sudden once more.

His words this time was heard, seeing that the water had helped, though not so much to the extent that she actually felt better. At the very least, she seemed to be able to hear properly again, not hearing mere buzzes that were words.

“ ..Haha, there has been worse. But.. yes. You got me there.. ” A weak smile pulled at her lips, as she placed her hands by her side in an attempt of sorts to ensure that even if she fell again, there would be some sort of support to prevent that. “ .. No hospital. I have.. a room nearby.. ” Once again, her words were getting unsteady, her vision beginning to blur once more. Fevers in particular were bothersome to say the least, especially when it just came and went as it liked.

Hands reached for her phone, fishing it out of her pocket as she tried to navigate through its menu with lidded eyes, fingers clumsily pressing different buttons that she intended to. That lead to a rather long process of her trying to reach her notes section, before she could select the one that had ‘Goldenrod Apartments’ written on it. With that, she offered it to the other weakly, hoping that it would not be too much trouble for him.

“ .. That’s where I’m staying. I really didn’t want to make you help, but.. I don’t think.. I’m in any position to refuse.. ”           ♪

         It was good to get a smile out of her, even if it was a small one, and even better to get a straight answer as to how he could help. ‘No hospital’ had sounded like more of the same denial he’d been hearing from her this whole time, but hearing that she had a place near the Pokéathlon Dome eased Nate’s concerns. 

        He watched her take out her phone and reached out to hold it steady when she held it up for him to see. Goldenrod Apartments, huh? He didn’t know the city very well, but if it was nearby Nate was sure the place wouldn’t be too hard to find. At the very least he could ask someone to point him in the right direction. As for how to get her there, though, that was a separate issue entirely.

        She still didn’t seem fit to walk anywhere, no matter how close by. Nate knew what he would do in her situation: whenever he was too tired to get somewhere safe for the night, he always asked his friends to help—would she mind a ride on his Arcanine?

        “Okay, I think I can get us there. And it’s really no problem.” Helping people was kind of one of the things he was good at, after all. “If you’re still feeling dizzy”—which she clearly was, but Nate’s good manners kept him from trying to impose anything on anyone— “my Arcanine can give you a lift? She’s really friendly and she’d go slow so you’re safe and everything.” 

[bdtrishuna-blog]

The Scientist

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naturalharmon1ous:

N had no idea why his Zoroark ran off. The dark-type was usually at his side all the time, but he suddenly just took off out of nowhere. As much as N wanted to pursue, he figured that his old friend would come back soon. However, that mentality didn’t last too long, as the green haired boy left the throne room to try and find the Pokemon. Zoroark wasn’t anywhere upstairs, as a quick inspection told him, and he headed downstairs to continue his search.

Of course, he obviously didn’t expect that he’d be having company on that day.

Naturally, he didn’t notice the other person at first, since the lights were all dead and it was fairly dark, at least where he was. He only noticed him when he heard the visitor’s voice, and that was when he showed himself.

“Hey…”

Of course he remembered Nate. How could he not? Much like the other person from a few years ago, Nate and N had met up many times in pursuit of Team Plasma. Apparently his ‘father’ hadn’t learned from his past mistakes, and had regrouped his organization. Of course without him, since N had abandoned him so quickly. Besides, Ghetis had lost N’s trust from those experiences.

He hated his father so much. So. Much.

         Nate stood still and scratched the back of his neck, still surprised by N’s presence. He didn’t know the guy that well and hadn’t really ever spoken to him about anything that wasn’t Team Plasma-related. It was an odd situation to find himself in, that was for sure, and Nate hesitated over what to do next.

        As soon as Kilo caught sight of N, however, the dark-type waddled forward at top speed to get close to him. The Krookodile was wagging his tail and generally looking ecstatic to see the green-haired trainer; it was a reaction unlike anything Nate had ever seen from the Pokémon before, and he couldn’t figure out the reasoning behind it. Had N made that good an impression on him that he’d be so happy to see him again? It didn’t much much sense at all, until Nate was struck by the memory that Kilo had had a trainer before Nate caught him—an OT by the name of ‘N.’

        In unison, both Pokémon and trainer began to speak excitedly at N. The opportunity to confirm his long-held suspicion about Kilo’s former trainer did a great job of heavily outweighing Nate’s discomfort... and the need for a proper greeting, apparently.

        “Oh, hey! Did you ever have a Sandile? I found Kilo in the Desert Resort, but he wasn’t totally wild and I think he might’ve been yours once!” 

        “N! Do you remember me? I remember you! I helped you! We’re friends!”