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Metanoia - the journey of changing oneâs mind, heart, self, or way of life.
 Alola finally got invited to the international league conference. It only took them nearly five years to finally recognize the region as such. Kiawe wished he had more of the captains with him, but Ilima and the new captain were fine. The others were terribly busy or had plans or in Acerolaâs case, recovering. Lana had to help out with the fishing competition in Konikoni, which makes Mallowâs family restaurant an absolute nightmare. Sophocles had already scheduled a teaching event at the Observatory months in advanced. Acerola was recovering from an attack on her trial site.Â
 Had the league gone the way it was planned, the four kahunas and seven captains would attend, yet Nanu refused the position and Molayne took over Halaâs spot a year later. Guess age is finally catching up to the old man-Â
 Kiawe got along with Ilima and the newer captain- he didnât know the new captain (it didnât help that Poni was having issues with captains since Mina stepped down) well and Ilima got caught up in talking about battling with other gym leaders while at the party. Lana, Acerola, and him would have been pranking a few of the people there. Mallow would have taken over the kitchen if she found anything wrong with the food. Sophocles would have been -Â
 Yeah, he misses his other friends. The trial captain let out a sigh. That Wallace guy was pretty cool - Apparently he was the previous champion before Steven. He told him about how to properly care for Lanturnâs needs and both gushed over the pictures Kiawe had on his phone of the blue Pokemon.Â
 He found himself grabbing a drink he normally wouldnât. Alcohol. It was legal here in Hoenn. Why not give it a taste? He had Ilima taste it with him and both boys gagged at the flavor. The man behind the counter suggested another type, whilst Ilima fussed at him to watch himself and walked off. Kiawe gagged with that one too.Â
 It was then Kiawe noticed a girl at the bar, looking particularly pissed off at something - or maybe sad. He couldnât tell. How strong was the stuff he was given? It was only two shots. Leaning on the counter beside her and an empty chair, he stared at her. âArenât you that champion girl that handed Stevenâs ass to him? Want to get some of the desserts off the dessert table?âÂ








