![]() "I'm fine, just partied a bit hard last night." Ludwig wagged his eyebrows at her, and she slapped the edge of his Sombrero hat, getting quacking chuckles from him. Was she okay? He went back to being normal-ish, walking up to her and patting her arm and quacking questioningly.Īfter winning her stomach, she sighed and patted his arm. ![]() There was no movement from him save for his eyes as he watched his trainer try not to hurl. "AGH! Ludwig, not now, please!" Hearing her giddy voice with a panicked tone, the Ludicolo paused like a freeze frame as if the music playing in his head paused. Naka had to quickly slap Ron's arm with the sticky note before becoming a victim of a twirl Ludicolo spun her in. Pichu, Flareon, Froslass, and Aerodactyl stretched, Infernape hopped in place and did some practice punches and kicks with great form, and Zweilous shook his two heads and shivered his body, while Ludicolo hopped and twirled in his dance and tried to get Naka into it. "Well, won't be very nice to my other five 'mons if I don't tell them who they're battling now, is it?" Tapping her belt buckle three times, it sent out all of her contained Pokemon. When told she was ready, Naka chuckled sheepishly. That might mean they would get the answer sooner. Naka was glad Gwen took care of the Rotom Phone. He gave his trainer a disapproving glare, then rolled his eyes as he calmed down on his behavior, standing by her side protectively. Hopefully that sugar intake didn't- why did Naka smell like alcohol? He smelled the air around her, then the flask by her hip which got his head a hard shove, and he recoiled anyway from the smell. He wasn't some bum punk, but a strong punk on a mission with some leadership qualities he wasn't expecting. Already, he gave off the impression of a strong trainer and he realized his earlier assumption was incorrect. The Piplup and Deino were just so adorable that Silenus kept being distracted, until Ron walked over. To which she then stood up and drank from the smoothie with a happy hum, approaching the two. Blinking blankly at having being given his cup, she pulled out a sticky note from her pocket and wrote out her phone number. Then she realized that she should probably have her Pokemon get ready for a gym fight. Saying he was cautious about his contact info, Naka decided to not ask about his phone anymore and be a good girl and do as she was asked. She smiled cheekily, and then sheepishly as she didn't answer his question with a shake or nod of her head, but it was plain on that smile that she was hoping he'd stay by her side for a bit. Naka nearly choked in her own laugh as she saw Ron's reaction to what she said. "How soon are those spa appointments, Azumi?" It was about time he parked his ass and got some grub. "Man, I could eat!" The couple hours of walking worked up quite the appetite in the criminal, not to mention his sore legs begging to sit down. He could only imagine how overwhelming the sensory input must be through her horn. It seemed the Absol never got as used to the chaos as her trainer, but Monty didn't blame her. They really were back in Lumiose.Ībnégarde had reclaimed her spot on Monty's shoulder and clutched a little tighter as the group entered the city, and Oracle pressed a little closer to her trainer's side. The streets were as clustered as ever, with throngs of people and pokémon alike swarming the sidewalks as cars and trucks meandered up and down the roads, and the smell of street vendor stalls wafted through his nose like the breath of Arceus itself. The night away from Lumiose seemed to make the raucous cacophony of voices, steps, and vehicles even louder, juxtaposed with the quiet of Parterre Way and Santalune, but the sound was like music to the criminal's ears as the group stepped through the Route 4 gate.
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