[11:57] Arjit Bhat: OK! We learnt a lot at school today. Did I mention that I want to be an accountant when I'm older?
[11:57] Chandra Hill: Nooo :o that sounds rlly cool but maths is hard ;-;
[11:57] Arjit Bhat: I like maths! Maybe if we meet again I can teach you if you find it difficult...
[11:57] Chandra Hill: We shall meet again I will make sure of it.
11:57] Arjit Bhat: so how did your day go? You’re on later than usual.
[11:58] Chandra Hill: ahhh my feet are going to drop off. jk but we got lost in some cornfields for a few hour :/ most annoying hours ever
Against the bony crook of a shadowed oak tree in the corner of an unkempt pasture, a small figure in pyjamas sagged against bark as she texted away on her holocaster. Light from the screen swathed her face in a milky glow to illuminate darker rings around her eyes and lids drooping low over dulled irises. Despite obvious weariness, there was that ever present smile as her fingers danced across the keyboard.
It had indeed been a long day, and by the time Chandra had gotten to where she wanted and eaten her soup, the black sky had been sprinkled in stars. The last thing of the day used to be to check in on her family and say good night, but once she had met a new friend in Lady Shizune Gardens she added his virtual conversation to the routine at the end.
Grace, Chandra’s adventure-seeking Wooper, had long given up exploring the empty meadow after concluding that this one was no different from any of the others the two had traversed recently. It was the corn fields and their long stalks obscuring Chandra’s vision that had thrown them off path; mostly Cloven Plains were just used by farmers taking their chances on a public route to raise livestock but somebody must have gotten the right to grow crops there.
Most of the journey so far had been easy going otherwise with its soft fields of waving grass and placid Pokémon herds, although though travelling up the foothills had begun to tire Chandra out near the end of the day. If anything she felt a little lonely despite Grace’s amusing curiosity and wonder, something she could normally watch contentedly for hours.
Maybe that’s why she was still texting into the night. Arjit was the one that called the conversation off.
[00:24] Arjit Bhat: well it’s getting late and we should probably both be getting some rest, Chandra. I have school tomorrow and you have more walking.
Chandra clicked her teeth together. Normally it was she that ended the conversation and normally it was a lot earlier than this. She was the type to make sure she got the full eight hours and started off early but just this night she had wished to be that type of person, the type of people her friends back at her home town were turning into, the type that seemed to find social media more important than sleep.
After a few moments of squinting unhappily at the phone screen she texted a reply, hoping it didn’t sound too mean spirited.
[00:25] Chandra Hill: Awww you sound like a dad.
[00:25] Arjit Bhat: Aren’t you normally the one that’s lecturing me on how it is necessary to get good sleep?
[00:25] Chandra Hill: I know but
[00:25] Arjit Bhat: But?
[00:26] Chandra Hill: Blegh I feel like being a rebel
[00:26] Arjit Bhat: You’ll thank me tomorrow. I can list the side effects of little sleep if need be -.-
[00:26] Chandra Hill: *sigh* no need dad. I will sleep.
Like many of others of her age, Chandra was seen as someone with two selves: the virtual self, and the real one. According to the “coolest” friend in her group, she sounded a lot louder and more opinionated online. The girl had laughed off the comment without much concern. After all having more friends, even if they were online, was a good thing wasn’t it?
After snapping the holocaster’s lid shut and pottering over to her waterproof backpack to put the device away, she quickly made sure all her Pokéballs were safe and sound. The three smooth capsules containing the Pokémon glistened dully in the moonlight. Even Grace couldn’t resist the luxury of a soundless rest. No more waking up in the night for her, something that had been annoyingly common back when she lived in the torrents of Reed river.
She rubbed her thumb against Fuss Spot’s Pokéball. The snivy had been a pain recently, stubbornly refusing to accept her new life and trainer. For the first few days of travelling after recovery she had slept outside and made her own den of sorts, working for actual hours on it into the night before settling.
And then the final Pokéball- or rather "first", when it came to which she had received. Needles, the aggressive Nidoran she had received as starter, had not come out her capsule since the battle in Lady Shizune Gardens. Maybe Chandra would let her out one day, but after incidents in the past she felt that she just couldn’t take that risk. It would have to happen someday but… today was not that day.
With the hazy summer heat and ticklish pollen enveloping her senses, Chandra at last settled in her sleeping sack with a head resting against a particularly large grass mound, ready to embrace the waiting arms of sleep.
- [+] Spoiler
Caught at Level 5
Ability: Poison Point
Height: 1' 4”
Weight: 15.4 lbs
EXP Rate: medium slow
EXP Gauge: (28/32)
EXP Gained: 22
Total Stats: 130
- Attack: 31 (24%)
- Defense: 26 (20%)
- Sp. Attack: 20
- Sp. Defense: 20
- Speed: 33
7. Tail Whip
9. Double Kick
13. Poison Sting
Item: NoneNickname: Grace
Caught at Level 6
Ability: water absorb
Height: 1' 4”
Weight: 18.7 lbs
EXP Rate: medium fast
EXP Gauge: (35/40)
EXP Gained: 26
Total Stats: 117
- Attack: 30 (26%)
- Defense: 30 (26%)
- Sp. Attack: 25
- Sp. Defense: 20
- Speed: 12
1. Tail Whip
1. Water Gun
5. Mud Sport
9. Mud Shot
Item: NoneNickname: Fuss Spot
Caught at Level 14
Height: 2' 0"
Weight: 17.9 lbs
EXP Rate: medium slow
EXP Gauge: (34/36)
EXP Gained: 2
Total Stats: 154
- Attack: 22 (14%)
- Defense: 32
- Sp. Attack: 25 (16%)
- Sp. Defense: 32
- Speed: 43
7. Vine Whip