Morons in the Plaza
I wander out of the pokemon centre after healing my team. I look over to the west side of town and spot a small crowd which has gathered around a stall selling pokeballs of varying colors.
(Who appears strangely familliar) That's it, we have plenty of lovely pokemon to sell here today! -A few people in uniforms are handling transactions-
<These guys are morons... And they're blocking the Plaza. They're... Plaza Morons. Or Plazmorons for short, yeah, Plazmorons. That's what I'll call them.>
I walk away from the stall and run into someone I've seen before. And by run, I mean crash.
Black Clad Fangirl:
Don't worry Pentigan.
Oh, you again. I haven't seen you since Jubilife.
So what are you doing here?
I'm doing a gym challenge.
So am I!
Hm... Maybe I should see how powerful your pokemon are? -Draws a pokeball-
(Yes, I'm replacing N with the Black Clad Fangirl.)
~-~ You are challenged by Pokemon Trainer Black Clad Fangirl! ~-~
After knocking out her Purrloin...
Wow, you're good.
Maybe I'll see you around sometime. -Wanders off towards the next Route-
Well that was strange...
I finish talking to the locals in town and head off to the next town.