Well. Well well welly well well well. Well well well. We all knew the drill by now; you know how it is ā research. New region. New fun. New chance to find out another fucking allergy Green never knew he had. Not till today, at least. But how could he complain? He got to travel the world and collect data on Pokemon. Fun stuff. Fun, fun stuff. Todayās destination ā and, well, for the next two months or so ā would be a little region called Sinnoh, among one of the many regions that simply fascinated Green. In fact, he lied; it was one of the regions heād already beenĀ to, but that he kept returning to, time and time again to dig his nose in further, and maybe find a different regional grassĀ to sneeze at.Ā For one, he knew that there were more Legendaries in this particular region than you could sneeze at, and they were dotted all over the region. For another, he needed to look no further than Mt. Coronet itself, and the fact that that one little mountain chain practically split the entire regionās topography in two ā rather, three ā to the point where you had tropical conditions to the east, and more forested conditions to the west. And to the north? Snow. Lots and lots of snow
But he didnāt touch that. Because fuck the snow and everything it stood for. He wasnāt having that. No sir. Not today.
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Volkner hated waiting. He hated waiting for challengers, waiting for emails to be returned, waiting for his food; but more than anything, he hated waiting for this damn ferry to finally dock.
While the boat was ever so slowly crawling towards the dock the Gym Leader idly twirled the cardboard sign in his hands, the word āGreenā scrawled across it in his chicken-scratch handwriting. He couldnāt help but contemplate the reason he was even here. Cynthia was supposed to be handling this job herselfā a month long escort job, of all thingsā but unavoidable League business had come up at the last minute, so sheād asked him to fill in for her.
Volkner was immediately suspicious. It sounded like one of her and Flintās tactics to get him out of the Gym and meeting new people. Sheād probably put his name down for it from the beginning, and only sprung it on him at the last second to make sure he couldnāt talk his way out of it.
As confounding as it was at first, Volkner snorted out a laugh, his thin lips curling into something like a smirk. āComing from someone whose parents named him Volkner,ā he replied, āI donāt think Iām really one to judge.ā Absently folding the cardboard sign in half with one hand he stuck out the other for Green to shake. āNice to meet you.ā
āIām gonna be honest hereā I donāt actually know much more than Iām supposed to meet you here andā¦ look after you, while youāre in Sunyshore.ā He was a bad host, yeah, he knew that. Better to be transparent about it, though. In any case, the guyā Greenā didnāt seem like one for formalities, soā¦ he was taking a chance by admitting it.
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