Never to old to start out [Done]

[ashsan]

Nineteen year old Troy had taken three buses to get to the laboratory something his parents told him he didn't have to do. Take the bus that was, having been told he could take a car with him on his journey he declined wanting to get around the region on foot and his own way. If he just drove by everything how was he suppose to find and battle wild pokemon. Besides it wasn't like it was freezing out or anything no it was rather nice out. Stepping off the last bus the young man was wearing blue jean shorts that could have been classed as short pants to some and a white tank top sure under a classy red ish pink short sleeve shirt that was unbuttoned. His black socks blended into his black shoes with easy.

On his back he had black backpack. He would be wearing a nice pair of jeans, a classy shirt and a tie if it wasn't so hot out. Anyways on the bus he had rub sunscreen well into his skin so he was set as he walked walked the door of the lab. It looked nice here and just like someone's house. Am I in the right place? He thought as he walked up the steps. This looked like someone's home, not a pokemon laboratory. Well either way he would be on his best behavior. Stopping at the door he dare not just walk in, instead he lifted her right hand and knock on the door four time. There was some force in his knocks by her was far from banging down the door. After knocking he waited their quietly with a warm and gentle smile on his face.

ooc: I would like to reserve a Rhyhorn please. )

[KITTYWHISKERS]

NEXIVUS LABORATORIES

Hawthorne smiled to herself, gently stroking the curled up Pokemon on her lap. How strange this was, the Gible wasn't asleep, but he wasn't rampaging through the Laboratory as he normally was. Instead, he was content, Hawthorne's manicured nails scratching the reptile's belly. He let out a strange noise; a combination of a purr and a growl. Hawthorne giggled slightly, as the creature rolled over, wriggling slightly and gently scratching at her skirt.

"Well, aren't you in a strange mood this morning?" Hawthorne laughed, leaning forwards carefully to grab her tea without knocking the pokemon off her lap. She sipped at it gently, as the pokemon nibbled on her elbows with a unnatural affection. "You silly little bean, you!" Hawthorne purred, causing Lilac the Gardevoir to roll her eyes.

Suddenly though, the strange spell on the Gible lifted as the doorbell rang through the Lab. He leapt up, snapping his jaws enthusiastically, jumping off of the Professor's lap and onto the desk. He began flailing his arms around frantically and started knocking things off the table. Hawthorne yelped as her tea flew out of her hands and smashed on the ground.

"O-oh, gosh!" Hawthorne squeaked, holding her burnt hands out in front of her, as if she was completely lost. "L-Lilac!" She moaned, and the Gardevoir leapt into action, using her psychic abilities to lift the creature into the air before he could do any more damage. Hawthorne fumbled forwards, returning him to his pokeball. She whimpered slightly, mumbling something about getting Lavender and disappearing into the kitchen to run her hands under the tap.

Lilac sighed slightly. The Gible hadn't been out in forever without wrecking havoc, why hadn't the Professor learnt? Granted, he was getting stronger and he could fight well enough, but he was far too easily excited and frankly dangerous at times. Nevertheless, there was someone at the door.

She drifted over, opening the door with an effortless wave of her hand. She studied the boy for a few seconds, before sending a telepathic message,
{ "Welcome to Nexivus Laboratories. The Professor will be with you shortly, may I help you in the meantime?" }

[ashsan]

Standing there waiting for the professor he looked around from where he was standing. This place was nice. Having never really lived in a house before he wondered if it was as wonderful as it sounded. Of course growing up in an upscale apartment wasn't bad either. Being an only child there was always children in the complex to play and hang out with. Then of course he got to go with his father to Trentson Corp headquarters a lot where his father worked and sometimes, rarely though he got to go with his mother to Unova to visit the family breeding farm.

Thinking he heard something he shook his head and stood up straight. Yet no one answered the door. Looking to the left of him he spotted some type of pokemon in a bush however he had no clue what the pink cat type was called. "Hey there." He said calmly however as quick as it appeared it was gone just a quick. Looking back at the door he wondered if he head said something or did something to scare it. Soon enough though the door opened and he took a single step back. There wasn't a person there, but there was a pokemon. He didn't know what the Gardevoir was though other then a pokemon. Hearing someone talking to him he turned his head to the left, then the right, then he looked behind him to finally look at the pokemon in front of him. "Are you the one talking? How is it I can understand you?" He curiously asked the pokemon.

It was only a few moments later that he realized he was being rather rude. Bowing in a polite manner, a manner in which his parents taught him to always do he spoke in a friendly and kind voice. "Please forgive me for being rude. I am Troy may I come it?" He said to the Gardevoir. He didn't want to let flies into the lab nor did he want to waste money with any cool air being carried right on out the open door.

[KITTYWHISKERS]

NEXIVUS LABORATORIES

"Are you the one talking? How is it I can understand you?" asked the boy, peering up at the Gardevoir. Lilac nodded, knowing that telepathy was a very strange experience for those who had not experienced it before. { Yes, I am speaking. Few psychic types have this ability but I have been well trained. It is telepathy.

[/b] } She spoke eloquently but simply, with none of the faffing about that Hawthorne used in her speech.

"Please forgive me for being rude. I am Troy, may I come it?"
She nodded simply, gliding backwards and allowing the boy to enter the Laboratory. { Take a seat, the Professor will be returning soon. } She used her psychic ability to sense where Hawthorne was. The tap was running but she seemed to be much better. { In the meantime, you may look at the starters we offer. You are here for a pokemon, correct?[/b] }

Footsteps could be heard as the Professor moved around. Lilac studied her movements from afar, noting that she was simply going to change the tea-stained blouse. Luckily, the Professor had several items of clothing in one of the back rooms as she often spent nights here when her work was particularly hectic.

Lilac lifted a booklet with ease, and the Special Pokemon leaflet, telekinectically passing it to the trainer-to-be. { You may see any of those pokemon before you make a decision. }

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[ashsan]

Stop being stupid. He told himself as he lifted out of his bow. Seeing the pokemon nod it's - er her head he took a deep breath and let it out in a sigh. Good he wasn't just hearing things. Speaking of hearing things he then heard the pokemon again. This time she was explaining things to him. "Oh, well then the professor must be a very good trainer then." He said politely as he walked into the lab upon being allowed in. Looking at the pokemon again he nodded his own head when he was told to have a seat. Taking a seat he smiled politely at the pokemon.

He had almost forgotten why he was here and at the mention was spoken he remembered. Nodding his head again he spoke this time. "Yes that is why I am here. Thank you." He was respectful and polite to the pokemon as he was given the booklet and the leaflet. He was honestly amazed by the power of the pokemon. He even had to stop himself from staring at her in amazement. However he found that looking through the booklet at all the different pokemon kept him from doing just that. "Humm..." He said as he looked at it.

Eyes rolling over the pages he found two pokemon that interested him Rhyhorn and Woobat. He has never seen a Rhyhorn before, but back in Unova he saw Woobat. The odd looking pokemon was just one that interested him. Of course Rhyhorn also interested him. When the professor arrived to greet him he would be ready to tell her what two pokemon interested him so he could take a look at them.

[KITTYWHISKERS]

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[ashsan]

ooc: Naw sort posts and lab threads just seem to go with each other from time to time.

He could understand why the professor's pokemon hadn't reacted when he said the pokemon he was interested in. She was a pokemon not the professor and he was more or less just talking out loud. Closing the book he put it to the side at just about the same time as the professor coming to greet him. Looking up he stood quickly and gave her a polite bow in a greeting just like he had been taught. "It is a pleasure to finally met you professor. I am Troy, Troy Trentson." He said politely waiting for her to finish speaking before he spoke himself.

Standing back up straight he nodded his head at her question. "Yes professor I did. May I have a look at the Rhyhorn and Woobat? I am interested in both, but don't know which I would prefer for my first pokemon." He said to her calmly yet his eyes screamed he was serious and taking this very serious. Why wouldn't he? For the pokemon that he chooses today will be with him for the rest of his life. They will train together, wonder together, live together. Whatever, whoever he chooses is sure to be come a life long friend with a strong bond if he does things right.

[KITTYWHISKERS]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; padding: 6 6 6 6px; background-image: url(http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g163/spazzy-lil-fishie/Lolsites/salempurple.gif); -moz-border-radius: 40px 0px 40px 0px; -webkit-border-radius: 40px 0px 40px 0px; border: 1px #F2EFEB dashed;] welcome to nexivus laboratories professor maria hawthorne CHARACTER; professor hawthorne MODERATOR; kitty WORDS; 473 NOTES; |D; "Yes professor I did. May I have a look at the Rhyhorn and Woobat? I am interested in both, but don't know which I would prefer for my first pokemon." The Professor nodded as the boy made his request. "Ah, yes. The choice of your first pokemon is always a big one. In fact, I remember when I encountered Lilac here-" The Gardevoir cleared her throat, { Maria... } Hawthorne jumped, looking slightly embarrassed, "Oh yes, of course!" She laughed nervously, "I shall be right back, dear." She disappeared, leaving the boy with her pokemon once again as she scampered off to the backroom to collect some pokeballs. She returned after a few moments of confusion and trying to find the pokeballs she was looking for. "Here we go, dear." She released two woobat with a grin. The first flapped around before landing on the back of the chair that Troy was sitting on. He studied the boy from afar, making murmuring noises as he adjusted his wings. "This male is friendly and approachable. He loves having his fur brushed but he's a bit of a glutton." The second perched on Hawthorne's head, chirping curiously, before flapping his wings and jumping onto Troy's. Hawthorne giggled slightly, "She's very affectionate and makes friends easily. She's not the strongest fighter at the moment, as she's easily distracted, but with a little care I'm sure she'll be great." She allowed the two to flutter around a little bit more before she returned them. She placed the pokeballs in one pocket of her labcoat and took out another two pokeballs. "If you don't mind, I'd rather release these two outside. Rhyhorn are a little large for this room." She opened the front door, waiting for the boy to follow her, before letting the two pokemon out. The first looked up at the duo, before looking around the front garden. He stomped around. A sudden noise from the tree caused the pokemon to run at it with a deep battle cry, "He's a tough little cookie. A little paranoid perhaps, but alert and determined. He'd be a useful companion in this region." The second immediately ran to the grass and began to roll around in the green. Hawthorne giggled, "This girl is a real sweetheart. She loves flowers and nature. But she's not much of a fighter," She bent down next to the Rhyhorn, scratching her chin, "If you can see her horn? You see how there's a deep crack down it? She was attacked by some other pokemon before I got and she was too gentle to attack." Hawthorne stroked her gently and the Rhyhorn let out a noise like a purr. "She's got better since I've had her, but you'll need to be patient with her." Hawthorne smiled, turning to the boy. "Would you like any of these pokemon?" "would you like some tea?" art & template by kitty for pkmn nexivus

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[ashsan]

Sitting there he watched as the professor ran off to the back room to get something. He could only guess it was the pokemon's pokeballs. Waiting there he looked around before taking a few deep breaths. He was starting to get nervous now wondering if the pokemon would like him. Seeing the professor come back he smiled at her as she let out the two woobat. Listening and watching with what they where all about he reached his hand over to the male to try and brush his fingers though it's fur. Next he looked at the female as best he course as she landed on his head. "That is nothing a bit of training can't fix." He said to the professor saying she wasn't the best fighter.

As the Woobat where recalled her stood up and nodded when the professor said she would rather release them outside. "Of course professor I understand." While he spoke to her he followed. Looking at the two Rhyorns. The first one, the male interested him great like he already liked him a lot. Turning towards the female he smile and let out a small chuckle amused by her joy. "Oh. Pokemon could be school bullies as well I guess." He then said as he looked at the female's horn. Looking back at the male he watched him for a few more moments before he spoke again. "Professor I would be honored if I may have the male Rhyhorn as my partner. I love his spirit." As he spoke he turned back to the female. "Sorry. It is nothing again you. I am sure you'll become a beautiful and powerful Rhyperior one day." He told the female pokemon before he smiled over at the professor. "Could you tell the Woobat sorry for me as well?"

[Ava]

NEXIVUS LABORATORIES

Hawthorne couldn’t help but smile at the boy’s request to apologize to the other pokemon whom he had not chosen. It was a sweet gesture. ”Of course, dear,” she assured him, ”they’ll understand. There are plenty of trainers still waiting for a pokemon; I’m sure they’ll all be snatched up soon!” The Professor recalled the pokemon to their separate pokeballs, save for the Rhyhorn Troy had decided upon. Instead, Hawthorne handed the new trainer the empty pokeball with a smile. The Rhyhorn looked up at Troy with a cautious expression, but nonetheless moved closer in understanding that this was his new trainer.

”All you need to do now is fill in a quick consent form and you’ll be on your way!” Hawthorne took the clipboard from Lilac, who had magically appeared at the exact moment the consent form was needed, and handed it to Troy.

”Congratulations on your new pokemon!”

Troy received a Rhyhorn!

Gender: Male
Attacks: Horn Attack, Tail Whip, + ONE EGG MOVE
Personality: Alert, Determined, Paranoid

[ashsan]

Why wouldn't he wish to apologize to the other pokemon. They had seen him and they had been rather interesting. Any of them would have made a great partner as well. Nodding his head he was sure they would be snatched up quickly just like she she had said. Seeing her recall the female Rhyhorn before being handed his new partner's pokeball he smiled widely. "Thank you very much professor. I will take great care of him." He said as he looked at the Rhyhorn as he came closer to him. Reaching his hand out to him he moved to rub him gently on the side of the neck.

Hearing that all he needed to do now was sign some paperword he nodded before taking the clipboard that was handed to him. Taking a pen out of his pocket he filled it out making sure to dot his i's and cross his t's. Once down he handed the professor back the clipboard. "Thank you professor for allowing me to take care and raise him." He said as he gave her a polite thank you bow before looking at the Rhyhorn. "What do you think of the name Bulldozer?" He asked the pokemon. "Is there anything else professor." He then asked the woman. He waited until after she was done answering and doing whatever it was she needed to do before wishing her and her pokemon a good bye and recalling Bulldozer. After that he left.

ooc: If I did something wrong let me know. I figured the thread was done as the word (done) was put in the title.

[Ava]

OOC// Haha yup I'm being proactive about that XD It gets a bit annoying when I'm trying to take stock of the threads and the ones I've finished don't look finished. Also, just pretend Hawthorne gave him the starter items << Totes forgot that. At least I'll remember from now on!