route_1065 | It's still raining, but at least it's a town

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It's still raining, but at least it's a town

Who: Red and Royce
Where: Cherrygrove
When: 7/10
Summary: A pair of newbies finally make it to their first proper town. Also, still raining cats and dogs.
Rating: G
Log:

Traveling through the rain, while beneficial to their Pokemon, hadn't exactly done much for either Red or Royce. So finally seeing the town, however small it was, had brought a bit of relief.

There hadn't exactly been any time wasted before a inn was found and that was that.

But now Red has found herself fairly cleaned up and changed into her spare set of clothing that had been in her backpack... Although she's kept the jacket she brought with her. Luna is still at her side, now joined by a certain little Starly riding along her back. Her journey isn't far- just the room next door.

Knock knock, Royce.

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Royce has changed into his spare lab coat - thankfully his backpack's clothing choices had been kind to him - and is flipping through his manual again. The sound of the knock on the door startles Sentret into alertness and he pounds the floor with his tail.

It's not a particularly strong pound, but Royce scoops him up with some difficulty and deposits him on the bed. Magnemite floats over and buzzes to the other Pokemon while Royce opens up the door.

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A small wave greets him. Red has a feeling that if she leaves Royce alone, he won't come out of his own accord. So that waving hand shifts into a thumb jerking down the hall before she holds up her Pokegear with the other one.

Think we should explore the place while we're here?

He heads over to read it, and then nods. "Hold on, let me just..." Sentret you're fascinating but too heavy to carry around. He moves back over to his bag and takes out a Pokeball. He presses the button and the sphere opens, turning Sentret back into light that zips inside and closes it again.

Magnemite waves at them in greeting while Royce shoves the rest of his things in his bag and slides it over his shoulder. Even if they're coming back, he might need some of the things in it. "... All right. I'm ready."

Red isn't in any rush, nor is she looking like she's ready to go out on another adventure. She's kept most of her things in the pocket of the coat now, or at least whatever could fit. It's... handy. Reminds her of home.

When he's ready, she starts leading the way, already typing again before she tucks the 'Gear away. I hear the Pokecenter is hiring. She'll let him figure out the benefits of that for himself. Right now she's just heading for the stairs and the front door. Luna gives a friendly bit of sparks in Magnemite's direction.

"Hiring?" He's not really quite sure what he can do there just yet, considering that he barely knows anything about Pokemon. But maybe he'll look into it...

"We should see about picking up some rain gear, or at least some umbrellas."

She raises a hand, two fingers flicking up. A bit of both? So long as they can afford it, anyway. Reaching the door, she only has to peer outside to see the ground is still wet and still getting hammered. They have such good luck. But across the way, she can see a building with 'Mart' on it somewhere next to the center...

Red hitches up her jacket to be a slightly better buffer before nudging the door open and making a run for it. Better keep up, Royce. She's not eager to stay wet.

Well, he can keep up. Those long legs aren't just for good looks. He pulls his lab coat up as well, and runs alongside Red. The two make it to the door at about the same time, and he pushes it open for her, trying to make sure he shakes off the rain at the appropriate mats.

You've definitely gained manners since she's kicked your ass twice now, Royce. Still, she takes it for what it is, helpfully tugging him along in with her. Apparently the clerk can already guess what they're here for- Red barely has to raise a hand before she's being pointed in the right direction.

To absolutely no one's surprise, she gravitates towards a brilliant yellow umbrella.

He has them, he just was not in the best state of mind back then. There's also the fact that he knows if Red leaves him on his own he's going to end up wandering and getting lost. He's at least that self-aware. He wanders over towards the umbrellas as well, reaching towards a red and white one - and then he stops. ... No. Not yet, at least.

Royce instead moves over to a black one, examining it carefully. He doesn't want to get a flimsy one, but the construction of this type seems fairly solid. He nods, satisfied - it passes his engineering checks, at least.

There's a set of blue eyes very sharply watching him when he first reaches for that red and white umbrella, although the emotions in them aren't... all negative. Complicated, mostly, and when he finally switches to a black one, she's already looking away. The yellow one seems good enough for her and she's soon going off on her own to a large row of shelves in the back.

They seem to be organized by different bottles, and she finds herself looking over a row of potions before glancing over to the next section- Ice Heal? She's pretty sure she won't have enough to get samples of each, not if she wants to have anything left over. Still, she'll be trying to check what's on her 'Gear now.

Royce thinks for a bit as he looks over the items. He's more concerned about potions, and picks up one before raising his eyebrows at the price tag. "Much as I don't... want to be out in the rain, not at all, we need to think about how long we're going to stay here. We've already spent 200... on the rooms for the night each, and we need to buy food. For both ourselves and... our companions."

He also has an additional expense he needs to keep track of. He's already smoked a good portion of his cigarettes, and he can feel himself itching to smoke again. He has to conserve them but this is going to get to be a problem.

And out comes the 'Gear again.

So interested in looking into the Pokemon Center? It can't be too hear. As she finishes typing, she leans a bit on the umbrella in her hand. At least, she's hoping it's not too hard. They just need something to get them by.

"... That may be the best choice." Ugh. He's likely going to be stuck at the front desk... maybe he can ask for something more technical. There has to be something like that in a place of that nature. "We should try to limit our purchases, though." If they're going to be traveling together, it's... not likely that Red will be able to do some jobs. Which means he'll have to help cover her purchases. Or at least some of them.

Much as all of the events that unfolded frustrate him, he can't really find it in him to hate Red. There's just no point. She did send Sybil off, but... they would have had to anyway judging by how Processed she was.

Oblivious to the thoughts whirling through Royce's mind, Red thinks of her own choices. This sort of situation had already occurred to her, back at the very beginning when her voice had been stolen from her. Even then, despite the lengths she knew she was going to, Red knew that... she might not get her voice back. So what would she do then?

It was a thought that had gotten swept away with every OVC Terminal she stopped by, each swing of the Transistor, each Process smattering apart.... Every member of the Camarata she had inevitably met.

But she had thought of it.

Well, she wasn't helpless, she knew that much. So she'd just figure something out, just like she had all along the way. With that thought thrumming in her mind confidently, she typed something else out. We can start with the umbrellas. So long as we don't get into too much trouble, we should be fine for everything else.

"Good." Money was never really his strong point. He could calculate it, but he didn't really buy much other than electronics and cigarettes so it wasn't a problem. "I suppose we should go pay for these now."

Royce, you are a disaster.

Unless you want to be wanted for theft of an umbrella, yes we should. Hopefully he can figure out that's a joke as she heads towards the registers, already getting out her money and counting it out. She'll wait by the doors for him when he's done with his own buy.

He meant as opposed to continuing to walk around, but sure. He heads over and joins her, paying for the umbrella and a pack of cigarettes, which he puts in his pocket. "Where to now?"

Unfurling the umbrella and holding it over her head as she heads outside, Red just needs to look next door and give a point. There's no use in wasting anytime, right? So they might as well head over to the Pokecenter.

Besides... She wants to see if something in particular arrived.

Royce shrugs, and opens his umbrella too. It's smaller than he expected, but it still works fine. Magnemite squeezes under it with him and floats along.

In contrast, Red's Pokemon don't seem to be bothered at all by the rain. A 3 days walk seems to have desensitized both of them a decent bit. They just stay close to Red out of habit and affection, before she's soon enough opening the door for Royce.

With one hand holding her umbrella and one hand holding the door, she can't exactly use her 'Gear, so instead she just innocently tilts her head in the direction of the PCs up against the Pokecenter walls inside. Her eyebrows tilt up. Hopefully he gets the question.

Magnemite is more doing it to be frustrating. He heads inside, and once Red is too he wipes his shoes off and closes his umbrella. Royce looks over at the PCs - he had an initial look at them before, but not as much as he'd like. He wanders over and sits down, logging in and starting to check the options.

As for Red? She'll just be looking over his shoulder, trying not to get in his space too much.

Don't mind her, she both wants to see how they work properly and his reaction when he finds something. But she'll hide her smiles until his back is turned.

Pokemon management? He takes a look inside and -

"... What?"

He looks over at Red, his expression still somewhat flat. Sorry Red, no big payoff. "... Did you do this?"

Such a killjoy. Red gets her expression back into order by the time he looks back to her, and leans her umbrella agains the side of the machine to type quicker.

Why would I get you an egg? And then, promptly afterwards- Maybe you have a secret admirer.

"Barely anyone here knows me, and I doubt I would have a 'secret admirer'."

You're not a very good liar, Red. Even for someone as socially dumb as Royce.

No one needs to know you to have a crush. I can tell you that from experience.

This comes, of course, after the usual typing and deleting routine. Royce should know by now that's not much of an admission- she simply always does this.

He just rolls his eyes, before looking back at it. "... What is a 'Purrloin'?"

It sounds... cattish.

Roll your eyes all you want, she's not admitting anything.

And yes, it is cattish. Red will confirm that suspicion as she gets out her 'Dex, flipping through it before selecting something that has the electronic voice pipe up once more. "Purrloin, the Devious Pokemon. Its cute act is a ruse. When victims let down their guard, they find their items taken. It attacks with sharp claws."

"... I see."

He looks back to the display. "It's an... egg? They come from eggs?" Cats do not come from eggs, he's pretty sure about that. How does he even get it out of the computer? He clicks around a little more.

Someone told me they all do. Weren't you the one who was supposed to gather information, Royce? Yet she's the one who got all the advice about ledges and Jigglypuff muggers.

Johto didn't even see her face but they still found the lady in distress. Impressive.

She'll just wait to see how he gets it out, however. That's something she's been wondering as well.

It's hard to talk to people, okay. He's trying. He frowns and tries a few things, until finally the tray sitting next to the computer lights up, leaving an egg sitting on it. He stares at it for a moment and picks it up gently. Magnemite makes happy buzzing noises, and he shuts the computer down.

He looks a little... well. Shell-shocked.

Much better reaction than his first one, although also somewhat concerning. Red taps his shoulder, trying to see if she can get him out of it.

Considering what she went through in Fairview to get to him, this is... somehow less mindbending for her.

He shakes his head slightly. He's... going to have to be careful with this. "I should keep this warm." Royce carefully folds his jacket around it, before nodding. "Right... I should ask about a job."

He makes a face somewhat like if he smells something rotten, and stands up. "I'll... go find someone to speak to about some kind of employment, some kind of job. You can use the computer if you would like..."

Red just nods, stepping aside to give him a bit of room. Her fingers click against the keys of her 'Gear. Good luck. It can't be anything too bad. If nothing else, work is preferable to running out of money. Besides, who knows? They might learn something by sticking around here near the center.

... It takes a bit, but Royce returns, looking somewhat tired. "I can... start working tomorrow. Sorting files. They said I have to... work at least five days before I leave town, otherwise the police will... be called."

At least it seems like it's decent money.

Poor Royce. Red isn't sure if it's the weather, the situation, or just too much people contact, but she decides to take a bit of pity on him. Shifting the own egg that's now in her possession, she sends him a message.

You should go back to the inn. You look tired. There's something I still want to check out.

"... Fine. Let me know if you need... something." He's not sure what he can do to help her other than to talk, but yes.

Red just gets up and pats his shoulder. Have fun with your egg. comes soon after. She will escort him to the door and watch just to make sure he gets to the inn alright.

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