A New End and Old Beginning

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Noah Rosenthall kicked softly at the dirt on the road, strolling ambly. He was trying to keep his twisted mind as focused as possible when he did this; though even just walking it was beginning to prove itself as a burden. The boy halted his steps for a moment to cast a glance over his shoulder at the figure behind him. Ahroun the Mienshao wrapped her arms around Noah, comforting the boy. Noah sighed softly and turned, falling into her grasp, burying his face in her chest. "Ohh, what am I to do... I don't even know where I am anymore."

Ahroun hushed the boy, snuggling him. Her comforting words were easily understood by Noah; whom of which's first language was indeed poké. His secondary one was English. Being raised by Pokemon sure had it's perks, but it's consequences as well, such as not being prepared for the human world. And as a human himself, Noah was scared. Although the 16-year-old looked tough on the outside, he was still the same scared little boy on the inside.

He sobbed softly into her fur, clutching her tightly. "I... I miss home... why can't we go back?!" he yelled, moods changing in less than a second, mind splitting. "I'm not afraid of anything! Why do we act like cowards and run?!"
Ahroun quieted the boy with a hand over the mouth. <We are not running from anyone, dear. We came to help you become more accustomed to what the world really is.> Noah huffed and turned, continuing his walk. "Yeah. Well, maybe I hate this world."

As he had been advised of on the ship he had taken rk the Star Region, he was pay a visit to the lab to begin his so called 'journey'. Nevertheless, as Noah finally approached the door and knocked, he was able to compose himself quite well. Ahroun stood at his side, just in case. "H-hello?" Noah called. "Anyone here? I'm looking for a Professor Storm!"

[Kari]

Professor Storm, sitting at her desk, looked up as someone entered the lab. She inclined her head, giving a warm smile and standing up, seeing the Mienshao and the young boy.

"Welcome! I am Professor Storm. And how may I help you?"

She already knew that answer. A starter Pokemon. But what was with the Mienshao that he was with? No matter. It was possible that he was here after a fighting type starter as well. While she waited on him to reply, Professor Storm started to gather up the supplies that went in the bag for trainers.

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Noah smiled softly, his nervousness easing off a little as he realized she was being very polite. Ahroun gave him a gentle tap to the shoulder it urge him on to speak again. Noah cleared his throat. "Well, I'm really... sort of new to the whole concept of Pokemon training. I heard this is where I was supposed to start," he said nonchalantly. New to training was an understatement. The boy hardly understood what a cell phone was, let alone a Pokedex or Pokeballs.

"See, I would just use Ahroun as a starter.... but she's much too of a pacifist to fight," he said, casting a glance over his shoulder at his Mienshao. He turned his gaze back to the Professor Storm. "So I came to, well, I guess pick up a starter to start my journey in this region." He went over what he had said in his head, and after determining he had made sense, he also though about the type. ".. I think I would like a psychic type as a starter, if you have one, please."

[Kari]

Professor Storm nodded, smiling and stepping away from the desk, a half packed bag lying on it. She returned quickly with three Pokeballs, tossing them into the air one at a time. Out of the first popped a Natu, female, out of the second popped a male Girafarig, and out of the third popped a female Slowpoke.

"Well, now, here are three choices for you. Does one of these fit your taste? We have a female Natu, a female Slowpoke, and a male Girafarig."

Professor Storm smiled, spreading her hands to encompass the three Pokemon. Then she stepped back and went back to packing the bag.

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Noah watched as the Pokemon were called out, looking over each. He looked from the Natural, to the Slowpoke, and finally to the Girafrig. It wasn't going to be an easy choice. Noah watched Professor Storm go back to the half packed bag and quickly thought.
Alright... so, we have a bird, a... slow thing, and a giraffe. Well... nix on the Natu. I don't like flying types much. And that tail on Girafrig kind of..., Noah shuddered a little as he stared at it again, creeps me out. So...
Noah nodded in decision, looking to the female Slowpoke. "I'll take the Slowpoke," he said after a moment, confidently.

[Kari]

Professor Storm looked up, placing the final Potion in the bag. She smiled and picked up the first Pokeball on her desk.

"Very well. Natu, I'm sorry dear, but return. Girafarig, you too."

Professor Storm placed the Slowpoke's Pokeball in the bag and then handed it to Noah.

"I hope you enjoy your journey."

Professor Storm gave a final parting smile to Noah.

Name: Slowpoke
Gender: Female
Level: Five [5]
Abilities: Oblivious and Own Tempo
Attacks: Curse, Yawn, Tackle, and Growl

You also received:
Pokeball x5
Potion x5
Full Heal x4
Town Map x1
Pokedex x1
Berry Bag x1
TM Case x1