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“Please stop moving, you’re ruining my pictures.”
“You want to battle?”
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“Oh, you want money?” Cale shifted and reached into his bag, pulling out his wallet and looking into the money section. He counted the Poke Dollars he had before lifting his head to look back up at the man who still had his precious camera in his grasps. “I can give you about a hundred.” He did get one picture maybe but the fact the man moved probably ruined it. He would like another one but he had to keep the man from moving, and if paying was what did that he didn't mind.
Regions: Kanto, Johto, Hoenn, Sinnoh, Unova and Kalos.
A region has its own Pokemon League of eight Gym Leaders. After defeating the Gym’s and gaining proof of victory in the form of badges Trainers can challenge the Elite Four of the region. So far, Johto does not have its own Elite Four, as it shares it with that of Kanto.
Each region has a Pokemon Professor who teaches new Trainers about Pokemon and gives out starter Pokemon to them:
Professor Oak of the Kanto region / studies the relationships between Pokemon and humans.
Professor Elm of the Johto region / studies Pokemon breeding patterns.
Professor Birch of the Hoenn region / studies Pokemon habitats.
Professor Rowan of the Sinnoh region / studies Pokemon evolution.
Professor Juniper of the Unova region / studies the origins of Pokemon.
Professor Sycamore of the Kalos region / studies Mega Evolution and change.
The regions share similarities between them though there are also major differences between them, such as what Pokemon are located there and what legends exist within the area.They also vary highly in the way of the climate and in culture of the people.
Smaller Regions:
Orre: Though similar to the main regions lacks any sort of Pokemon League and is inhabited primarily by Trainers. Though no league exists there are several Colosseum areas that provide battles to trainers. Bad layout if you ask me.
There is a regional professor is Professor Krane. Wild Pokémon only appear in rare areas called Poké Spots.
Regions: Fiore, Almia and Oblivia.
They are much smaller and have a very different culture from anything else. They prefer Pokemon as pets instead of tools for battling. From observation Pokemon Trainers are not present in the regions. Pokemon are not kept inside Poke Balls and wild Pokemon can be seen wandering cities as well as routes. The Pokemon Rangers act as the Police and exist in a much higher concentration than anywhere else. There are no individual Gyms or Elite Four or a Champion. However, Rangers can take the Capture Challenge to test their skills.
Pokemon Island: An isolated reserve home to many species of Pokemon . A part of Kanto? Professor Oak appears to have some authority over the island.
- ❝ Ah, Eevee is a great first partner for you! Nice to meet you, I am Emmet! ❞ - It was the ONLY words he could formulate with distinct and ABSOLUTE certainty. ‘ Speech ’ was such a foreign social custom to the younger twin. Such an ODD and tentative concept the conductor could not wrap his head around, no matter how INTELLIGENT he truly was.
Emmet watched the Eevee return to its owner with the u t m o s t of ease, smiling as it did so to PROJECT the fondness it enveloped him in. The ivory counterpart rose from his resting place, giving a childish bow in GREETING to the other before him. - ❝ Wow! Emmet grew up in Unova too! Do you travel around the region to take pictures? ❞ - Curiosity was GENUINE, lingering in the silverette’s voice for e v e r y second passed. Working with the subway system, one would think OTHERWISE of the idea of travel astounding the Master, but nonetheless amusement came easy to the man.
- ❝ Emmet’s sorry to ask so many questions but…you wanna get some ice cream with him after he’s off duty? ❞ -
Everyone seemed to think Eevee was a great first Pokemon, though the only reasons he had ever been told was because the Pokemon could literally evolve into anything. But his partner was different. Despite the Eleven years they had been together, the several Regions they had been to and with every opportunity him to evolve—Eevee never wanted to.
He didn't know why his partner didn't want to evolve but he respected Eevee's desires and his little Evolution Partner had never been happier for Cale's lack of interest in just about anything but Photography. Eevee could have wanted to become a dancer for all Cale knew and he still wouldn't have cared, but Eevee was most content outside his Pokeball and helping Cale with his Photography.
“I travel everywhere.” As he sat the Pokemon back down and turned to collect his things off the ground, the trainer paused in the words that were spoken from the other, his head briefly glancing to look over at the man. “Why would you want to get ice cream with me?” He wasn't the most conversational person that existed and he certainly wouldn't be interesting. At least... he didn't feel like he would be.
“At me?” Archer asked, quite obviously surprised. “I guess so. Did you want me to smile or something?”
“No, you were fine the way you were.” Cale shifted and turned his attention back to his camera, lining it up and adjusting the focus so he could get a good shot. The man was oddly cooperative.
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“Oh, excuse me. Am I in your way?” Archer asked, noticing the other man’s camera.
“Mm.. no not really, the camera was aimed at you after all. Can you hold still?”
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“Can I take your picture?”
“You look like an idiot.”
Send “You’re hot when you’re angry” for my muse’s reaction to your muse saying this.
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I MADE AN ENDLESS LOOP OF SOMETHING PRECIOUS
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deathbymitchell:
You will always fall in love, and it will always be like having your throat cut, just that fast.
You are going to break your promise. I understand.
You’re lonely too.
It will stop your breath, how cruel I can be.
I am a demanding creature. I am selfish and cruel and extremely unreasonable.
I am your servant.
I crawl at your feet; for before your love, your kisses, I am debased.
For you alone I will be weak.
I belong here, and you will not deny me.
I say these things, and the world listens.
I do not tolerate a world emptied of you. I have tried.
In the dark, I have pored over the loss of you like pale gold.
I will not let her speak because I love her, and when you love someone, you do not make them tell war stories.
I moved the earth and the water for you.
You will always run away with her.
You will always lose her.
You will always be a fool.
You will always be dead, in a city of ice, snow falling into your ear.
You have already done all of this and will do it again.
No one should be judged for loving more than they ought, only for loving not enough.
We look terrible to you, and severe, and you see our blood flying.
What we carry between us is hard-won, and we made it just as we wished it to be, just the color, just the shape.
There need never be any rules between us.
Let us be greedy together; let us hoard.
Do not leave me, swear that you will never leave me.
I am selfish. I am cruel. My mate cannot be less than I.
Sleep with fists closed and shoot straight.
I can’t abide a poor liar.
You look like a winter’s night. I could sleep inside the cold of you.
Oh, quit that. Blushing is for virgins and Christians.
Scold me; deny me. Tell me you want what you want and damn me forever. But don’t leave me.
Bad luck relies on absolutely perfect timing.
In his own country, Death can be kind.
What is the world but a boxing ring where fools and devils put up their fists?
Men die. It’s practically what they’re for.
I am no one; I am nothing.
Nothing in me was not made by you.
A revelation is always the end of something. It might even be cause for grief.
Just tell yourself a story that’ll satisfy you and pretend he told it.
Forever isn’t bright; it isn’t like that. Forever is cold and hard and final.
I savor bitterness - it is born of experience. It is the privilege of one who has truly lived.
If you want to kill yourself, do not use us as your knife.
What did I do wrong? Was I boring? Did I ignore you?
Don’t you dare speak to me like that.
I have worn nothing but blood and death for years.
I have fought all your battles for you, just as you asked me.
I have learned not to cry when I strangle a man.
I have learned to watch everything die.
I am not a little girl anymore, dazzled by your magic. It is my magic, now, too.
Are we not devils?
No one is now what they were before the war.
I have not seen you without your skin on.
Close up your head; your brain is getting loose.
We obsess. It’s in our nature.
I’ve a devil of a habit for being right.
In war you must always choose sides.
If you try to be a bridge laid down between them, they will tear you in half.
We are all dead. All equal. Broken and aimless and believing we are alive.
My old bones will follow yours soon enough.
It is better to be strong and cruel than to be fair.
I will see him with his skin off before I agree to fall in love.
After love, no one is what they were before.
I have survived, but I have not been spared.
In the space of one heartbeat to another I loved you and I was lost to you.
Frighten me, make me cry, only come back.
It’s not so bad, my darling. Being dead. It’s like being alive, only colder.
You’ll think it’s love, while he dines on your heart.
You will be so beautiful when you are old.
I cannot keep you and I cannot let you go.
You will live as you live in any world…with difficulty, and grief.
I look at you and it is like my throat being cut.
She said you’d come and I swore to eat your heart.
I still want to kiss you.
My heart is being cut in two. I cannot bear it.
What happens to anything beautiful?
I have to know, I have to or else you will just rule me until the end of everything because you know and I do not.
He didn’t want to argue, in fact, he had no will to even if he wanted to. The other enjoyed photography, he understood that. He didn’t want to forget. But Volkner wanted just the opposite. He wanted to forget, even if it meant loosing good memories, just to stop the pain from the bad.
The reaction to his question, his offer to change topic, ‘it doesn’t matter’. That caught him off guard a bit.
“I’m sorry I was such a disappointment then… You are free to come back and take photos of the Gym itself, my Pokemon, or challengers.” the Ucroan then said, watching the boy turn to leave. He hated meetings like these, they always left a bad taste in his mouth, but he could do nothing to help that. When he thought on it, it almost angered the blond how dismissive the other was, not just of the entire Gym, but of his argument. He wanted to demand what the other had seen, lost, mourned. He wanted to ask if there was anything that pained him so much he would rather forget. But he held his tongue, fully expecting the kid to just leave.
“I didn't come here for the Gym I came here for the Leader that everyone talks about, but all I found was a man who runs from cameras.” He felt annoyed not simply because he couldn't talk a picture of Volkner but because of the mans responses to his words. Wanting to forget, Cale couldn't understand that. Good memories, bad memories, embarrassing ones, Painful Ones—he wanted to remember them all because what you experienced formed you into the person you became.
Maybe it was Naive or childish thinking, but he hated to forget and his Pokemon he lost depended on him to help them continue to exit by remembering them. He owed them that much at the very least for everything they went through together.
“Have a good evening, Volker.” Pulling the Gym door open Cale let Eevee jump down to the ground and followed him outside, closing the door behind him. There was no point in Photographing a Gym without it's leader, all it was then was an empty place with nothing. A Gym didn't make a Leader, a Leader made a Gym.