Saisho was actually a pretty nice town, what he was guessing would be the largest in this region, but nowhere near as large as the cities in Kanto.  It was small in comparison, quite quaint, and very much to his tastes compared to home.  He hated how crowded the city he grew up around was.  It was a perfect start, into this new and unexplored region. He would enjoy this place as a tourist for a little bit, but make this all a home for himself as a trainer.  Either this city or one of the other towns on these three islands.<br/><br/>Of course he had arrived a few days ago on the last train, so he had those few days to play tourist.  Using what money he had taken from home, Jake had prepared for his little expedition in this new land.  What he had not expected were the prices on the basic supplies.  If he had known he wouldn’t have waited until he got here to go shopping.  He had purchased 5 spare pokeballs, a pair or potions.  This itself had taken a bit over half his money.<br/><br/>Another day in the town, staying at one of the cheaper inns, and doing the tourist thing while asking some questions about the terrain.  It sounded like he would be living in a state he had always enjoyed doing with his family a few times a year.  It was something useful his father had taught him, a little survival in the wild.  He would be camping for the majority of his time here.  Learning that, Jake had spent that second day looking into some camping gear.  Buying a high quality one person tent with a water proof layer.  A dark red sleeping bag and small pillow as well as a black hiking pack.   A hatchet and survival knife.  A set of campground folding cook wear, the needed things to store some water.  He would need all this.<br/><br/>After buying all this, the stuff to start a fire, and some spare non-perishable food, Jake found himself left with just enough money to last a few more days in the inn.  And to be able to eat out for his meals for those days.  Good thing too as his third day there he actually tried visiting the Pokemon lab to be able to start his journey.  But the professor seemed to not be there every time he visited.  This happened at least once the next 2 days.  Until today.<br/><br/>He was running out of money, thus why he was checking out of the Inn he had been staying at with all his stuff, including his few sets of clothing.  All of it stuffed into his pack while he was wearing one of his normal outfits.  Jake was dressed in some light tan cargo pants, brown hiking boots, and a plain navy blue t-shit.  His eyes were hidden behind a pair of sunglasses.  His Hiking pack with the tent and sleeping bag strapped to the sides, and the small pillow strapped to the bottom.  He only had about fifty dollars to his name as he got to the lab… and found a note on the door saying the professor was out.<br/><br/>Just great… he would have to start out with nothing but his Eevee, and his older pokedex.  It was a leftover he had taken from home.  Not anywhere near even mid-grade technology.  He was hoping the professor would provide new ones for new trainers.  Especially for this new land.  And maybe the professor has some pokemon for adoption.  He only had his Eevee, and they haven’t been through much training so he may need another one to help him in this new land.<br/><br/>It looked like more new trainers had also showed up at the Lab, and were also disappointed that the professor was not here.  Looking around the crowd though as he sat off to the side, his pack next to him, his one occupied, and 5 empty spare pokeballs on their small pouches on his belt, Jake couldn’t help but notice quite a few cute girls among the trainers, and none were under 18 as far as he could tell.  None below that age seemed to have been able to get on the train alone.  Or their parents weren’t stupid enough to let them become trainers too early like that.  That was good.  Honestly, that was a bad thing too, as he couldn’t help but notice the number of badges from other regions that some people had.  Not good… especially with the number of occupied pokeballs they had on their belts.<br/><br/>It was only a matter of time before a fight between trainers broke out, and Jake noticed it from the pokemon being called.  He watched as the crowd actually moved off to actually watch them.  A moment of thinking about it, and seeing the number of people moving off to watch the fight, Jake decided to go up there as well.  Though he felt he may regret it as he noticed a number of people staying near the lab.  And in the ring of people watching, Jake noticed that they pushed each other around until he was near a young woman carrying a sleeping bag under her arm, with some quite bright blue eyes, and the blackest hair he had seen in a while.  He wandered what her pokemon was.  After looking at her for a moment, Jake turned his attention to the two pokemon and their trainers.<br/><br/><span style="color: green">“This should be interesting to watch.  Those are both evolved pokemon, so they have to have been trained for a while.”</span>He said in general, mostly to the black haired woman, but to anyone who was listening.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>