There was a strange event going on that day, one which left both humans and pokemon glancing at each other in confusion, anxiety or intrigue. Around the courtyard several booths had been set up, each with slowly forming lines. The man's voice carried across the courtyard, attracting people despite their initial trepidations:

"We are at a cusp, and now is the moment of reconciliation!
Neighbours, lend your strength to your fellow, so that they may bear with you
in your times of weakness-- discard not another for the quality of their birth. As
pokemon, as humans, we who walk together and share the burden of progress
must help each other out."


He didn't seem to need to pause for breath, just let his voice carry across the courtyard, swept into the crevices and towards the faces of those both eager to accept his knowledge and those who were unwilling still to let his words unlock whatever kindness might lie dormant within. Finally, as if to punctuate, he spread his arms to the crowd, beaming, his eyes to each booth as he introduced it.

"Neighbours, we are building a community in this courtyard today.
See that booth there? If you have a strong body, a steadfast mind,
lend your strength in general work-- you, powerful neighbours,
will build the foundwork for prosperity with your sweat and muscle."


He gestured to the next booth.

"If you have a heart but not much of a stomach for battle, don't worry!
Medical assistance is a necessity in this day and age,
and not everyone can make it to a hospital or a pokecenter
in time-- that's where you come in!"


Some seemed confused about that booth; was that a problem really? Could some not make it in time...? The notion of being injured without care baffled some of the bystanders.

"Finally, we can all use a little help, sometimes:
that's where the third booth comes into play. Trainers of all
shapes and sizes, feel free to help relate to pokemon and facilitate
their adaptation into society. If you know a trainer with a kind heart
and some time to spare, feel free to direct them there!"


His voice seemed to rest, for a moment. He was positively brimming with encouragement, and lines continued to form in front of each booth.

Everyone was so caught up in everything that was happening that nobody saw the figure watching from the shadows, red eyes gleaming in the darkness. He noticed that both Humans and Gijinka seemed drawn to the event, noted a few that he had even seen before and nodded to himself. It seemed that everything was coming together, at least for now, and thus, he slipped back behind a building, disappearing from view completely.