Pokemon Graoe (IC)

[Ninmast]

The place was so crowded, Usagi mused as she wandered amidst the people. It surely must have been an unusual number for the town, itself, being a relatively small one from what her parents had told her. And then there were the odd people, like the girl dancing with a Ludicolo over by the band. It was probably best that way, as she had seen the pokemon try to dance with other passersby, including a band member, an old woman and a woman in a lab coat.

The girl jostled for a better position to see the stand where the announcement before the big event would be taking place, then stopped to take her sweatshirt coat off and tie it about her waist to allow her to be cooler than its heat had permitted.

The dancing girl, unbeknownst to Usagi, was named Melon, and the Ludicolo, unbeknownst to many, was her own, and she was greatly enjoying dancing with it, though such was a loose term, and really, they were just stomping around, halfway attentive to the beat of the music playing through the speakers. Despite her appearance, she was a member of the Elite Four, and had come to the occasion to help with preparations and to bring pokemon in for the event. That all done, all that was left was to enjoy herself, and that was something she was very good at.

Up on stage, Professor Eriadne Pine stepped up to the microphone after adjusting her clothes slightly. Despite the typical image of a pokemon professor, she was neither old nor a man. All the same, she cut a distinguished figure in her red blouse and labcoat and had a gaze that suggested a lack of wisdom in those who questioned her qualifications.

Still, the turnout was more than she had expected. People had come from as far away as Kanto according to the application forms, almost entirely children eager for their first partner. She smiled at the sea of faces and cleared her throat next to the microphone to gather their attention.

"Attention," she called. "Can I have your attention, please?" As things settled down, she nodded in appreciation. "Thank you all for coming." She motioned to the cloudless, sunny sky and gentle sea breeze. "And how fortunate we are to have such a wonderful day for this ceremony! Many of you are eager to meet your first hopefully lifetime partner, so I'll try not to keep you waiting very long. Please stay with your partner at all times and don't go beyond the boundaries we've outlined for you. The pokemon beyond are wild and can be dangerous. You'll each be given a single pokeball, so make sure you choose your first encounter carefully. When both you and your partner have finished, come back to town and we'll be able to celebrate with the big pot luck over your very first pokemon!" At the end, she threw her arms up into the air as she finished the announcement with energy, hoping to start things off with exuberance for all involved.

[ketaro]

((Oh crap. I completely missed you posting this D: So sorry ><))

Both the Alexes were rather excited today with finally being able to get their first pokemon. So far they'd been quite enjoying themselves with watching, and laughing at, the Ludicolo, and who was probally its trainer 'dancing' around and not really paying attention to the rest of the crowd. The two partly turned their attention towards the woman, the professor, as she called for attention and began speaking. Once she'd finished, they still didn't exactly know where to go to begin whatever it was she was talking about so they simply went back to humorously watching that pair of 'dancers'.

[Oathkeeper]

[[Sorry, could not figure out a post to do, now I can.]]

Vladimir zoned out, sitting on the ground watching the two dancers. For much of the time the red haired boy ignored what the scientist was saying, picking up only pokeball, pokemon, and potluck really. He stood up and patted dirt off of his pants before turning to give his attention to the announcer for where to get the pokeball, and later he could ask where he would have more luck finding a psychic pokemon. Still, nothing happening was interesting, and he was forced to fight the urge to space out once more out of boredom.

[Terethin]

Shugo was very silently sitting in the back corner watching with a slight smile as the girl danced with the pokemon, "I hope my partner is as good a friend with me as they seem to be." When the professor called attention he listened to her attentively, he didn't want to miss anything important.

[Alex-065]

Rubin's mother helped him to stand out. She was a pokémon groomer as well as a fastidious household accountant. So, rather than spend any amount of money on paying a human barber, she put her skills to use cutting her families hair the only way she knew how. There was an old photo she still had of Rubin as toddler, sporting the tuffed bowl-cut look of a Smoochum, grinning at the camera in the arms of his father, who at the time had a set of Tangela-inspired dreadlocks. Another snapshot in the same album showed Rubin, then 13 with the twin fohawk of a Keckleon, building a sandcastle at the beach with his mother, who had styled and dyed her shoulder-length hair to match the curls of a Vulpix for their summer vacation. Now that he was 15 and about to become a trainer, Rubin's prod mother had given her son one last makeover before he set out alone on the long journey from Kanto.

Someone in the crowd shouted, "I love you professor Pine!" The boy had one eye hidden behind long black bangs dipped in red, like the crest of a Staraptor. Rubin couldn;t help but cause a scene with so many people gathered for the event. Some laughed; the men. Other's looked confused or offended; the women. Rubin stood there grinning like a Floatzel with his hands in his pockets, and enjoyed being seen. He was a boy who knew how to cultivate a reputation. Any trainer worth while had one. And sure, maybe he wasn't a real trainer just yet, but Rubin was nothing if not proactive. And cheeky.

[Toriji]

Ace stood with his arms crossed out in the relatively large crowd. He eyed the area around him silently until the Professor came onto the stage. He listened to her words as he tightened the belt around his waist and readjusted his headband. He was psyched to be getting his first pokemon and already had a partner in mind.

After Pine threw her hands into the air he looked around for where he could get his pokeball. He wanted to get his first partner and his adventure started as soon as he possibly could.

[shinaobi]

Somewhere in the mass of people, a red-haired teen, a small mass of like minded revelers, a small girl, and a Ludicolo were dancing the day away. The name of that red-haired teen was Nikolai Konovalev, and, if there was one thing he had learned from the television at home, it was that all stars danced to music. And, as far as Nikolai was concerned, he was nothing if not a star; granted, only a rising star, but a star nonetheless.

Upon Ariadne's announcement and the ceasing of music, Nikolai and the revelers ceased their merriment, though they raised a hearty cheer when the professor opened her arms. Konovalev, however, had not managed to understand that this also meant that it was time to go catch a Pokemon, and so stood there, wondering why everybody had stopped dancing.