A New Beginning Sept 27, 2020 11:38:22 GMT
Post by Ruaidri Byrne on Sept 27, 2020 11:38:22 GMT
- Level 5 | 5 Energy
- Mystery Egg | (0/5)
- Skitty Egg | (0/2 - in Incubator)
Ruaidri was lost. Well, he knew where he was, he'd only just made his way out of Fuji town, leaving his home for the first time in... quite a while. Back when he was doing more unsavory things for a living he'd been used to travelling, but he'd also had the backup of his gang's pokémon back then.
Now he only really had a Bulbasaur, a small one at that. He rolled the ball containing the pokémon in his hand, as though contemplating something, before he released the pokémon contained within.
"Saur!" came the hoarse cry of the green little pokémon, his eyes blinking in the bright sunlight. After a moment where he tried to orient himself he turned towards the red-haired man who stood looking down at him.
Their eyes met and they stood there, sizing one another up. Ruaidri knelt down to get more level with his pokémon.
"Hey there," he looked like he had something he wanted to communicate, but also like he was a bit uncomfortable with something. In truth, the way he'd lived before he hadn't bonded much with pokémon. His former gang had a pool of pokémon for its members to use, but they were tools and got passed around to cover the needs of the group. It didn't make sense to bond, you might only work together on a single job and then part ways. Ruaidri didn't think he'd worked with this Bulbasaur, but it was what they'd allowed him to take with him when he went back home for his parent's funeral.
He hadn't returned since, nor did he plan on doing so now.
Traditionally there were repercussions for leaving and certainly if you took a pokémon as well. Fortunately for Ruaidri this Bulbasaur was smaller than usual, which probably made it less valued and seen as too weak to bother with. It was why he'd gotten to take it with him back when he left. The second thing that worked in his favour was the chaos caused by the Ultra Beasts, it had made the group lose track of him. After a time of mourning he'd put both resources and time into ensuring he wouldn't be found out by any past acquaintances.
He took a deep breath and let it out in a sigh before continuing. "Think we can work together?" was what he finally said. It might look a bit silly with the big man crouched down before a small Bulbasaur, but the look in Ruaidri's eyes was very serious and his words were genuine.
"Saur, bulba!" came the response, along with a small nod.
That was... a good sign, right?
"Alright then! Let's get along..." he blinked, trailing off. "I, uh, I haven't given you a name yet, have I?" he gave a sheepish smile which looked out of place on him. It was sad to think that he really hadn't even given the little guy a name...
"How about... Lero?" It felt odd to him, to give a name to a living thing. Then again, considering the two eggs he carried with him he supposed he would need to get used to that. There were many things he needed to start getting used to if this was truly the path he wanted to walk from now on.
He looked at the Bulbasaur expectantly, gauging his response to the suggested name. Surprisingly he felt anxious; he really wanted the little guy to like the name he realised.
Relief flooded him as the Bulbasaur nodded. Lero, he reminded himself.
With that over with, he stood up and looked towards the road. He was lost in life, but he figured that if he took the time to travel, meet new pokémon, see new things and get new experiences under his belt then maybe he could find his way. As for the literal path forward he wasn't lost on that path. He had decided to walk towards.
Before he started walking, however, he decided to check on the eggs. One of them, a pinkish one a family friend had informed him she'd bred specifically for him but which had taken a long time to make its way over to him. It was placed in an incubator to speed up its hatching. As he felt along the side of the egg there was... movement?
His heart was racing now!
Did this mean it wasn't long until the egg would hatch? That must be what it meant, right? He checked the other egg in his possession. Running his hands along it he felt nothing much at all. Maybe something small, but not at all like the pink one.
"I think we might get to meet a new friend soon," he said, half to himself and half for the benefit of Lero, who in turn nodded gravely, like a big brother preparing to take responsibility for a younger sibling.
So... what now? Should he just wait around here, hoping it would hatch right then and there? Or should he start walking?
As he considered his options, his eyes went from the egg, to Lero, to the road and then back to the egg again. Once again those hands found their way to his hair, a bit of a nervous or stressed tick of his, one which he was only half aware of himself.
Okay, get yourself together. You don't know for sure how long it will take, you could be left sitting around here for days, is that what you want? The inner dialogue had a scolding tone to it.
With that decided, he rose from his crouching position, putting one of the eggs away carefully and looking at the incubator. He should really put that away as well, but he just couldn't get himself to do it.
And so it was that a tall, red-haired man with a small Bulbasaur could be seen walking down the road towards Ash city, the man carrying an incubator with a pink egg in his arms, holding it protectively. Whatever lay ahead of them now... well, it was unknown, but they would still face it together!
Mystery egg 1/5
Skitty egg 1/2 thanks to incubator