(mid-week)<br/><br/><br/>Eleyna, embraced by Aisha couldn't move as the woman bounced. She smiled despite herself. It was a different feeling to always being the one holding everyone back, causing trouble. Growlithe gave the Charmander an appraising, though wary, look. He had to surrender to the notion that he couldn't have won without the human girl, but he wasn't any more accepting or interested in the rest of them. The Charmander's look made the Growlithe watching the bouncing, bubbly Aisha, his head rising and falling with the bobbing of her boobs. He snorted, little puffs of fire flaring from his nostrils.<br/><br/>When Naomi approached, playing the part and presenting Eleyna her Pokedex, Eleyna stood, waiting. She took the 'Dex, running her fingers over the new case. She flicked it on and there it all was, as it had been. An old memory in a new body. She couldn't help but sniff again, tears forming. She held the device close to her, a little embarrass at how emotional the whole moment was making her.<br/><br/><span style="color: blue">Thank you Naomi...</span>She whispered and hugged the girl for a long moment before letting go and stepping back.<br/><br/>Brollem watched a bit away, nodding, pleased. It was always a sight seeing a trainer find their moment. There was no other feeling like it. It was a bitter sweet reflection of the world he left behind.<br/><br/>His thoughts were interrupted by a loud call from the edge of the village. He raised his hand to his brow, looking down the slope. He saw the half dozen villagers with their baskets and gear ready to set off.<span style="color: darkgreen">Ooooye!</span>Brollem nodded, raising his hand up to signal he heard.<br/><br/><span style="color: red">Alright, sorry to cut the celebrations short - but life is afoot and so is the work. The groups heading into the southern wood to go find the flowers we need. Whose going with them?</span>He asked, the gathered trainers.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>