Through the cracks and gaps he could see the morning sun shining through, giving Pedro precious pinpricks of light to navigate the cargo car by. He had been lucky to avoid the inspector leaving the Johto station having buried himself within a crate full of blankets while the man poked about, looking for people just like him. It felt like the inspector roamed the car for something close to ten minutes but his heart was counting twice for each second and only sped up when he started to feel that his heart was as loud as a drum and would give him away. Eventually though the inspector deemed everything to be in order and left, closing the car and patting the door hard. Pedro stayed within the crate for a while, unmoving, nervous. When the train lurched forward he was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. He was free until they got to Yugen then from there it was just a matter of getting off without being spotted. Climbing out and taking a blanket with him, he huddled against the crate in the dark. The noise outside started to grow in intensity as the train accelerated, the wind roared wildly and Pedro felt as if it were clawing at his car. The gaps in the car betrayed passing colors from the outside, flashes of green and brown and black as the train rocketed past trees, dirt and stone. Laying on his side, against the cold metal floor, Pedro propped himself up and grabbed another blanket to wrap himself in. Pedro's Gastly appeared from the dark and floated over Pedro before motioning toward the blankets. Pedro, too tired to care, simply grabbed a third and threw it over the gaseous Pokemon before sleep snuck up and pounced on the young man.<br/><br/>When he woke up, the scent of salt filled the air. It was humid and wet though that may simply have been due to the lack of ventilation in the car. Sweating profusely, Pedro found that he had been reduced to his boxers and that he had thrown the blankets off him in his sleep. Leaking through the gaps were sapphire shades of blue that entranced him. Crawling to wall of the car and pressing his eye against one of the cracks, he was met with a beautiful expanse of ocean. He had never been to the beach as a kid, the closest thing he had ever seen was the Lake of Rage but that puddle didn't even compare to the massive body of water he was looking at now. As he contemplated and tried to fathom the depth of the ocean, a massive Wailord suddenly breached the surface.<br/><br/>Wide-eyed Pedro's jaw dropped as the titan of a Pokemon broke the calm mirror and jumped up into the sky as if trying to fly. He heard the Pokemon's immense, powerful call as a spout of air and water erupted from its blowhole. The Pokemon was a brilliant blue, the sun danced off its moist skin as it reached the peak of its flight and descended majestically into the water with a thunderous crash. Pedro yelled in excitement, whooping wildly as the train continued on its speedy way. If he had any doubt about his decision, it had now been utterly destroyed by the spectacle.<br/><br/>It was several hours later when Pedro found himself staring at the car door, his Gastly was hiding just above it. The train had been stopped for some time. He could see that they had arrived when he pressed up against the gap between the door and wall and looked out at the peaceful town that lay behind the train station. He could barely see the stream of trainers getting off at the platform, their bellies stuffed with complimentary food and sweets. A tinge of jealousy stung him in the side as he backed away from the door and fashioned a basic cloak out of the blankets he had used during the trip. The sound of footsteps could be heard from outside before he heard someone fiddling with the lock on the car door. Closing his eyes, Pedro hid from sight before the door slid away and bathed the car with light. As the customs official stepped inside, Pedro's Gastly descended from above and positioned itself right in the man's face. As the man sputtered and took a step back, the Pokemon's eyes glowed a deep teal, entrancing the official. The man's eyelid drooped before he fell over, asleep and curling up.<br/><br/>With his hair tied back by a rubber band and his body wrapped up in blankets, Pedro turned around the corner and slowly opened his eyes in increments, getting used to the light as he burst from the cart.<br/><br/>"Hey you! STOP!"<br/><br/>With his laughing Gastly in tow, Pedro sprinted toward the platform, sidestepping a customs official before pulling himself up onto the platform and into the crowd. Those people around him, surprised and startled, made way for him without protest as the sounds of whistles started to pierce the calm of the platform. Running towards those that had not seen his escape, Pedro started to shed his makeshift disguise. First he untied his hair, letting the wild mane free before he hid within a group of trainers. Shrugging off the blankets, Pedro suppressed a smile and started to walk in stride with the group around him. Going up to one of the officials he put on his most sincere face.<br/><br/><span style="color: indigo">"What's happened?"</span><br/><br/>The officer looked him up and down, the young man didn't match the description of the man that had just escaped.<br/><br/>"Some vagabond had hitched a ride here and thinks he can get off here without being caught. Be on the lookout, he was wearing a dark blue cloak."<br/><br/><span style="color: indigo">"Really?! Dark blue? I just saw somebody wearing a cloak run into one of the bathrooms,"</span>started Pedro as he pointed over to one of the male restrooms,<span style="color: indigo">"That one."</span><br/><br/>The official stammered before bowing his head in thanks and running toward the bathroom, whistling quick staccato notes, signaling for his comrades. Pedro smirked before heading out with the rest of the trainers.<br/><br/>Talk of the chaos within the station started to spread immediately, it was fun to hear. Heck, Pedro even started talking about it to others as the stream of trainers dispersed. People went to the shops and inns, others started to go out into the wilderness right away. He could see a crowd gathered over yonder and could hear the sound of Pokemon battles at full throttle. Wandering near a small outdoor cafe, Pedro reached over the small, decorative fence and retrieved a mostly uneaten pastry as its owner was rummaging through her bag. Picking up the pace as he heard her exclaim in surprise, Pedro quickly devoured the small snack leaving his stomach in want of more. As he passed another cafe, his Gasly divebombed an unattended food cart and quickly devoured a trio of sandwiches before floating off contently. Both of them laughed quietly as they made their way toward the group of trainers having Pokemon battles.<br/><br/>Falling in stride with a particularly stunning dame, Pedro glanced over at her strangely colored Pachirisu. The hairs on his legs stood on end, obviously the squirrel looking pokemon was an Electric type. His stomach growled some before he glanced at the young woman again.<br/><br/><span style="color: indigo">"Real nice day, ain't it?"</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>