~ Le Trier Sa Vie ~ [OPEN]

[Ecrivaillon]

Le Trier Sa Vie - Sorting It Out in the Café

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After departing the labs of Professor Sycamore, with a new Pokémon in tow, Marie made her way across the street and into this stylish café. The paneling on the walls was exquisite, the tables were classy and understated, the color scheme was to die for—Marie was at home, to say the least. Marie took one of the empty tables near the window, relaxing in the sunlight streaming through the glass. She pulled up her purse and placed it on the table. The little black bag was filled with, essentially, all that Marie had to her name at the moment. She signaled the only server, cleaning the counter at the time, who told her that she had to wait a bit. Marie blinked at the impoliteness, not letting it phase her. She turned back to her purse, and opened it up. Inside was the Pokeball of her new partner Pokémon, Froakie; and a little bag filled with some supplies for the trip. She reached for the Pokeball first.

At first, Marie let herself cradle the little Pokeball in both hands. After a moment, she finally pressed the white button at the center of the sphere. The two lids separated, and a red light shot from the center of the ball and directed itself at the table in front of her. In an instant, it had materialized. The little Froakie crouched on the table. A pince-nez rested at the end of its nostrils, and a collar of bubble stretched around the base of its big blue head. Wide yellow eyes looked up at Marie. She smiled back. "You are absolutely adorable. Hi, Froakie," she cooed. "My name is Marie. I'm your Trainer." It blinked at her, maybe not really comprehending. She felt a tension. She chuckled nervously. "Okay, well... Why don't I name you something? Ah..." She brushed a strand of hair out of her face as she thought. "What about René? It means 'reborn.' Which is somewhat apt, in this situation." It blinked, basically unresponsive. Marie grinned back tightly. "Alright, good talk."

She then remembered that she'd received a few other things, along with René, in that little parcel-bag in her purse. She looked at the purse, then back at the Froakie. "Why don't we see what else the nice man gave us, huh, René?" No response. She remained hopeful, picking up the bag from the table and setting it on her lap. Reaching in, she unwrapped the white paper from the collection of items, and sighed before listing them off."Let's see, five Pokeballs. That's nice of them. Ooh, five Potions; even nicer. A few little foodie things, I wonder what they do. And... A pokédex! My, I thought only children got those. Perhaps things are different in Kalos." She pulled out the thin red square, and slid it open. René looked over at it with interest, the most emotion he'd shown since being released. A little icon of him appeared on the screen of the device, with some vitals and a little color text. Marie read it aloud. "It protects its skin by covering its body in delicate bubbles. Beneath its happy-go-lucky air, it keeps a watchful eye on its surroundings." She looked back at René, who returned her gaze. She scoffed. "Oh, yes. Happy-go-lucky. I see it now." She placed the pokédex back in the purse and called for a server again. I will make this relationship work. We're going to be the best of friends.

[Sunshadow]

Avendal had finally left Professor Sycamore's lab, leaving his assistant to get back to his nap. She was full of energy and eager to get going on the trip back home to visit her family, but at the same time she had only reached Lumiose City that morning and probably wouldn't be back here for a while. Why not enjoy it for a bit? I could get to know this Bulbasaur better before we head out. The young woman took out the pokeball that contained her new partner. She had not actually met him properly yet. Pressing the button, she watched as a flash of light emerged and materialised into the form of a Bulbasaur. "Hi there, little guy!" she said cheerfully, only to receive a blank stare in reply. Well, what did I expect? she thought, shaking her head slightly.The Bulbasaur just continued to stare at her. "Well... we might as well explore a bit. Come on." She led the way down the road, the Bulbasaur following behind. At least he's doing that much.

Avendal turned at a sudden sound from the Bulbasaur, watching him bound over to the window of a café and plaster himself against the window. Looking at the table, Avendal spotted a young woman with a Froakie. "You want to go inside and say hello?" she asked, heading to the door. Bulbasaur had squeezed inside as soon as the door was open wide enough and by the time Avendal was fully inside her Pokémon had bounded up onto the table next to the Froakie. "Hello," Avendal greeted the other young woman with an apologetic smile. "Sorry about Bulbasaur. I haven't got him under control yet."

[Ecrivaillon]

After getting her order taken by the surly waitress from before, Marie took the opportunity to look relax for a moment. She watched the people passing by the window; she looked through the pokédex; she chatted with an older man who sat next to her, who gave her a very promising recommendation; she asked the waitress when her tea would be ready, and was told to sit down. She was about ready to leave and follow up on that rumor, when out of nowhere a Bulbasaur bounds in from the street and nearly tackles poor René to death. Marie flinched back with a gasp, covering her mouth with her hands. "René!"

A brunette woman followed the ruffian Pokémon in, wearing a garish orange top and matching bag. "Hello," the young woman said with a certain degree of discomfort. "Sorry about Bulbasaur. I haven't got him under control yet." She chuckled nervously. Marie sighed shortly, stood up, and straightened out her dress a little.

She cleared her throat. "It's quite alright. No harm done, I suppose." She looked back at the Bulbasaur. "I'm sure he was just being friendly, anyway." She smiled at the brunette courteously. "I suppose you picked up your Bulbasaur from Professor Sycamore's lab? It would seem, then, that we're both novice Trainers. Perhaps I should introduce myself." She held a hand out in greeting. "Marie Ferrous. Citizen of Celadon City. Newcomer to Kalos." Marie felt vaguely tense around this young woman. It was maybe her incredible outward confidence, or her poorly-chosen clothing. She couldn't decide. Marie simply knew she didn't like it.

[Sunshadow]

Avendal smiled back, keeping up an appearance of cheerful confidence on the outside whilst inside she felt a little more nervous. There was something about Marie that Avendal could not quite identify, but whatever it was it did not put her at ease. "I think he just got a bit excited when he saw your Froakie," she said, casting a glance at the grass-type Pokémon, who had popped himself down next to René and was just staring back at her.

"Srrrrr," the young creature mumbled, as if to say "What?" although Avendal did not have a clue what the little creature was thinking. Hopefully she would at least begin to understand his behaviours at some stage.

"Yes, I did. It's nice to meet someone else who is just starting out," Avendal replied with a friendly smile. She took the proffered hand and shook it. "Nice to meet you, Marie. I'm Avendal Rayne, originally from Saffron City but my family has been living over in Santalune for a number of years now. How do you like Kalos so far?" A sudden thought came to her mind, and Avendal reached into her bag and fished out one of the items that Professor Sycamore's assistant had given to her. "Speaking of being novices, I haven't visited Lumiose City before. Do you know what these are and what they're for?" she asked, holding out one of the three Lumiose Galettes for Marie to see.