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Tivel yawns, walking through the large steel doors of the Dryleaf laboratory. He is shocked when he is greeted by a loud guitar-riff followed by the screaming of a deep raspy voiced lead singer. He wandered closer to the back of the large room full of books tossed about that now litter the floor.

Despite the rumbling of her background noise, Professor Cactus looked up at the sound of unfamiliar footsteps. She smiled at the pale young man excitedly as recognized him as an eager individual searching for his first pokemon.

"Good morning," she chuckled in an old raspy voice, before realizing a possible trouble. She quickly switched off her stereo and repeated, a little louder, "Good morning. Are you a new trainer? Fresh out of school, I suppose ..."

She rambled as she straightened the pile of papers on her desk and stood. Advancing towards a staircase in the back, the professor nodded him over.

"I assume, whoever you are, you're here to see the pokemon?"

Isaac chuckled slightly and then looked at Amp "What paper work?"

Amp looked back at him, "Amp," probably meaning something to the effect of, I am but a pokemon, I did not talk to anyone about any kind of paper work, I don't even have thumbs to sign said paperwork.

"Right, We'll wait here Professor! Take your time!" he smiled and said back and took a seat, Amp taking a seat next to him.

((Mmm Pie! And for the paperwork thing I just saw an excelent time for some Hitchicker's Guide to the Galaxy type humor.))

"Oh, so you'd like a Gastly?" Professor Cactus exclaimed. "Well he is a wonderful, little ball of energy for any breeder to tame."

The professor spoke as she stroke away from the two towards the wall, plucking a pokeball from a shelf. She tossed it to the black-haired boy, and continued rummaging along the wall, eventually pulling a clip board from off the wall.

"I'll just need you to fill this out, so that we can track the positive progress of the pokemon we distribute," Professor Cactus explained. "Oh!" she piped again, nearly dropping the clipboard, and attached pen on the young man's head, "And did you say you were a breeder?"

Grey hairs whipped in a circle as the professor bounced back to the wall and opened a very large cabinet. It had a sliding drawer, like an armoire, but the inside was clearly heated. From the drawer, Professor Cactus plucked a large dark purple pokemon egg, which had a band of yellow circles across its middle. This she delicately laid in the young man's embrace.

"I'm meant to give you one of these, and there should be a Pokeport on the clipboard for you," she elaborated, before clearing off a space on a countertop just beside the door so that Tivel could attend to all he needed. Realizing that she was rambling, the professor shook her head and swiped her loose hairs back, "Lastly, once your egg has hatched, you should visit the Pokemon Center in Poison Ridge."

She huffed a large breath, and stood, leaning against the wall, in case the boy had any questions.

((The Clipboard reads:


Gastly
Nickname:
Level: 5
Moves: Hypnosis, Lick and Spite
Temperament: ((Nature))
Gender: Male
Trainer: Tivel ))



George walked into the laboratory leisurely, his arms filled with brown paper bags, which were obviously filled with something themselves. The young aid gawked at the trainer in the chair however, and quickly scurried away to place the bags in a more inconspicuous place, before hurrying back.

He pointed indiscreetly at the visitor, brandishing a large smile. "You're the Kanto Champion!"

George grabbed for the blond man's hand and shook it violently. "It's very nice to meet you," with an obvious lack of modesty, he swung his costumed head back, "I'm George."

"I assume you're here for a map, and to find out what your greatest challenges might be in this region too, eh?"

A large toothy grin distinguished the otherwise eerie, George.

((I'm sorry, I didn't understand that it was more than one year since
Isaac had beat the Elite Four...))

George scoffed. "On the ball ..."

He stumbled over to a shelf in the back and quickly pulled out a green folder. George looked up and smiled again, trying to keep contact with the trainer. From the folder he retrieved a map and a memory chip.


"On there's the paperwork," he advised, handing him the chip first and then the rolled up map. "It talks about the rumored Omanyte and Kabuto in Kabucave ... as well as the possibility that a Gym Leader, likely that in Rester's End, has some information about lengendary pokemon in the region. You should also know that most of the gym leaders here keep pokemon at varied levels at their disposal, so that they can appropriately challenge trainers of all levels. You mightn't find too many pokemon you don't have, as well. Nevertheless, there are some strange occurrences out here which may surprise you.

"You shouldn't have to wait for the professor to get back, if you want to head out, I'll let her know you got your memory chip; it attaches to your pokedex, by the way."

George ended with winking at the Ampharos.

((I'm sorry this took so long... Grah.))

Isaac nodded and took the stuff, and sat down, "Thank you! I'll just wait a bit for the Professor to come down, you know just in case there is something she want's me to know or do here."

Amp sat again also, he looked at Isaac and at the assitant he was conversing with then made a sound, probably meaning something to the affect of, What an odd fellow, I am sure it has been a long time since he has had a date of his own... or even a life for that matter, before leaning on Isaac.