<span style="color: #ff00ff">"Oh, morning Steven!"</span>Aisha said with a bright smile, as her gaggle of Pokemon eagerly poured into the cramped store. It had that nice, rustic feel to it, with little curious knick-knacks scattered all over the crowded shelves.<span style="color: #ff00ff">"You here to buy some supplies as well?"</span>She asked as she brushed some of her hair behind her ear, before stepping inside.<br/><br/><span style="color: #ff00ff">"Ah, I'll be done quickly here! I just wanted to buy some Pokeballs and potions."</span>She said to the cheerful shopkeeper. Thankfully, spending years saving up for just this thing, had left the bubbly girl with a considerable monetary backup. Because really, who'd go out to become a trainer without any money? That's just silly.<span style="color: #ff00ff">"Two Pokeballs and three potions please."</span>As the shopkeeper gathered her request, she turned back to Steven.<span style="color: #ff00ff">"So what's your plan for the day? Continue helping the villagers build the festival thingies?"</span>Honestly, she hadn't really considered what she was going to do. It wasn't like she could help with the construction, she'd probably just get in the way of everybody... Maybe Brollum had some more ideas? Or maybe she could try challenging him? She'd never fought a gym leader before. Was she ready for such a thing?<br/><br/>Meanwhile, Hopkins was gleefully floating through the air, with Charlie and Polly chasing after him, while Pan curiously inspected the Tyrogue. Honestly, they were more like pets than trained Pokemon at the moment...<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>