huiusmodi:
Harper has always loved the sea, just as much as he loves the mountains. New York always had a little bit of both, which he dearly appreciated. Of course he’s never gone swimming in his younger years; he was much too weak and feared the sharks would come and swallow him whole. But it’s something he can at least look at during the sunrise and sunset.
But he’s not on Haku for sightseeing today, no. He’s here to do some investigating. It’s still a wonder how he ended up here on Solitude, and whether or not there are any of his kind on this archipelago. And his nose… has led him right to here. There is a scent very familiar somewhere on Haku, and as scared as Harper is to find it, he just has to know.
But in his troubled thoughts, he didn’t mean to unexpectedly bump into someone with his head down. Harper takes a few steps back, some of the contents of his bag spilling onto the sand. Some pencils, a notebook, and two red and white balls with a little button in the middle. Keepsakes that Harper had no idea about really.
“ O-Oh…! I-I’m so sorry. A-Are you ok…? ” Harper is quick to make sure the other individual is unharmed, ignoring the items he’s dropped from his satchel.
@hughsofblackxwhite
As confusing as it had been to be relocated, that didn’t stop Hugh from doing his best to make the most of it. At first, he worried about getting in contact with his sister. He still worries about it, but until he can find a way to reach anyone outside of Solitude, it won’t do him any good to dwell on it. A few other...things have come up since his time spent here, and Hugh couldn’t stay in his house in Haku for more than a few days at a time.
Instead, he has taken up camping out in Haku’s wilderness--just like in Unova, with himself and his team to keep him company. It’s disappointing that there are no other Pokemon so far, but until Hugh is more comfortable in his new once-a-month-routine, he won’t be venturing off Haku. Even if it means he has to simply deal with it, it’s better than risking putting others in danger. He doesn’t understand it himself, and with that, he has to keep moving around to keep himself safe.
Just as Hugh decided to relocate his camp, he had been a little too busy to notice someone walk up to him--and, subsequently, bump into him, causing Hugh to drop some of his tent gear.
“--Ahh...no, no, I should’ve been looking, it’s fine...” Hugh rubs at his head and moves to pick up the tarp, when he sees the unmistakable red and white Pokeballs on the sand. Standing upright, and suddenly forgetting about literally everything, Hugh excitedly points at the man.
“A trainer! You’re a Pokemon trainer! The first one I’ve seen here! Ahh, who’s on your team? We gotta battle! It’s been...well, I dunno, however long, but it doesn’t matter! It’s customary for trainers to battle upon first meeting!”
