Roberta
Brendan made his way through the trail with his Sceptile by his side. It was nice enjoying the fresh air of the wilderness. He didn't think he was alone. For sure others had to be taking the trail. He just hoped to have a challenge. He was really pumped ever since the Hoenn league
Arnold
Sam huffed a wheezed as she jogged down the trail, her face red as her little legs burned from her run.
Every day since she got here, she's started her day with a run with her partner. The Emolga glided along beside her, "Emo~!"

"Just *Huff* Tell me if you see *Huff* Anyone. Ugh!", she skids to a stop and plants her hands on her knees, panting heavily.
The scruffy blonde haired dwarf woman is exhausted!
She's used to making the run through the Battle Pyramid every morning at the Frontier, but the mountain here was a bit too much for her usual routine...

She sits back on a rock to give her legs a break, her arms and chest visibly showing her scar collecting she's obtained over her time as a trainer. 

She sits forward and spots a form moving up the path, but she can't be bothered moving. Her Emolga lands beside her and looks at the two individuals climbing the trail. He waves down at them, "Emooooo~!"
Roberta
Brendan turned to look. "An Emolga... You don't see those everyday back home," Woolen quietly said to himself as he made his way towards them. His Sceptile nodded as he followed his trainer's lead, approaching the others

"Hello there!" Brendan called out, greeting the other trainer. He wasn't hoping to get more than a hello, but like his father always said, *"Expect even which is unexpected"*. "It's quite a hiking day, isn't it?" He continued to say
Arnold
Sam looks up at the voice. She didn't expect anyone else to come up this trail but she's happy to see a kind looking person.

"Hey there", she gives a wave back, having recovered a bit. It her throat is still a bit sore from the running. She lifts up her jacket that tied around her waist and takes a small bottle of water out from the pocket, taking a hearty swig before addressing the trainer.

"Yeah,", she says wiping her mouth with her arm, "It's a good day for a long run"
She gets to her feet: standing up she's not even up to Brendan's chest in height.
"It's always good exercise, haven't had to climb such a high mountain like this in a long while", she chuckles
Roberta
"Well, sometimes challenges lie right ahead of us. We just need to sprint forward to get em

"Well, sometimes challenges lie right ahead of us. We just need to sprint forward to get em" He informed with a smile. His Sceptile kneeled closer to the Emolga, sniffing it. Brendan chuckled. "Don't worry, he doesn't bite" He informed. It seemed as if Sceptile wanted a pat on its head. "Maybe it wants you to pet him" Brendan suggested to her. He didn't mind other people enjoying his Pokémon
Arnold
"Ga~!", the Emolga smiles and pats the Sceptile on the head excitedly. He hadn't seen one since Sams academy days.

"He seems nice", Sam grins, "I'm Samantha, but call me Sam. And this is my partner, Skipper"

"Emo~!", Skipper responds to his name and nuzzles against the Sceptiles head happily.