Chances Awaiting

[White Dragon]

Sam was following the crazy highway on the side. He traveled through thing forestation to escape the loud rumble of cars and the fumes of their smokes. He also wanted to meet his Pokemon in a more private area. Far enough away so the vehicles were only a faint grumble in the distance, Sam sent out his Onix. The giant snake was not sleeping, but eager to look at the sun. As soon as he came out, he raised his gigantic head and stuck it in the trees. It took Sam a minute or two to call him out.

He put one earphone into his ear and held out the translator. "What's your name, friend? Say it, I will understand."

Onix was mystified by the device, but he spoke just the same, though rather doubtfully. The translator fizzed for a second until the voice came through, robotic, but still in English. <Vulcan.> Sam nodded and asked another question. "I want to know what path you would like to take. Battle, contest, or adventure." Sam himself was indifferent. Vulcan spoke again. The voice came through as, <All.>

Sam considered this for a moment. Then asked, "What is our ultimate goal?" Without hesitation, the voice came through. <Freedom Atoll.>

Same was taken aback. He'd never heard of Freedom Atoll, nor was he sure it was even in the Aero region. Onix blushed, or he would have, had he had skin. <Freedom Atoll is the great paradise far beyond the Shadow Seas. I've dreamed of its land for many years, but never dreamed about actually feeling it."> Sam nodded. "That is a good dream. If I'd heard of this place, I would have dreamed of it too. For now, however, shall we get ready by taking the gym and contest challenges?" <I don't know how ready I am for contest. But gym, yes.>

Sam plucked the earphone from his ear and pocketed the translator. He beckoned for Onix to follow along the route, so not to send him into the Pokeball he so hated.

[Wolfe]

Of all the things that she should've been doing, Larissa the Eevee just had to be out of the den, waiting for trouble to pass by. It was always considered by the rest of her family a transgression to be in the presence of humans, what with all of their fancy gadgets, horrible stenches, and foul language - of which she had caught on to, and subsequently been scolded time and time again for. It wasn't fair, she pouted, that she would never be able to see the world for herself, and write her own destiny, like some of her friends.

Speaking of which, had all gone out and gotten themselves captured. She did wonder, occasionally how humans truly were, disregarding the endless speeches about them, filled with card stacking and ludicrous exaggeration.

Back to the topic at hand, there was one specific - err, homo sapien that had caught her attention, holding a strange metal device up. He appeared to be actually communicating with the giant rock beast crawling, or however Onix move, next to him. Now this shocked her so much that she fell out of the tree she had been perched in, and straight down into the path that the duo were walking on.

Managing her best smile, she sat there, looking like an idiot, while she managed to say a simple greeting that sounded even worse..

"Uh...Hi?"

[White Dragon]

As soon as the tree rustled, the earphone was back in Sam's ear and the translator in his hand. When the Eevee mumbled her greeting, Sam knew each and every word. "Hi...um, we're sorry if we bothered you..." At this moment Vulcan roared, <Can we battle? I'd sure love a good battle after all that time without even daylight.>

Sam nodded and asked the Eevee, unsure if she understood him. A bit awkwardly, he added at the end, "For scientific purposes, can you tell me if you understood Vulcan?"

[Wolfe]

No, she wasn't exactly very energetic at this battling business...no..Larissa didn't exactly like to exert herself as much. What made her curious, though, was how she was able to understand...Sam, was it? It definitely was refreshing to talk to someone new, anyway. His partner, so-dubbed Vulcan, looked like he was ready to impale her at the first possible instance...and, however interesting it would be to experience death, of all things, she wasn't exactly ready to die yet.

She looked up at Sam, a curious glint in her eyes.

What came out of her outstretched jaw was some unintelligible attempt to communicate, possibly because she was, for the first time ever, scared.

"Uhm...yeah...can you make sure...that...your friend there..." she upturned her head, in a pondering expression.."doesn't kill me?"