Adrian just turned around from his close inspection of a small stand, the two collars he had picked out dangling just short of his elbow. Apparently he'd hung them around his arm for easy transport, and to leave his intentions in this market in plain view.<br/><br/>He smiled as the collars they presented came into view though, he wasn't entirely sure whether Valeria would even show up with a collar. Not to mention the fact that Umbre had found one quite pleasing, she was learning quickly. Adrian wondered shortly how much of that was played and how much real, evident only in his smile waning slowly before coming back in full force.<br/><br/>"Good choices, especially you Umbre." Adrian had bought leashes while they were busy, now tucked away in a pocket on his rucksack. Their attachments though, weren't as efficient as he'd have liked. Umbre's D-ring on her collar solved that problem quite nicely. He'd figure out what he'd do with Valeria's later, the trainer thought as he reviewed them. "I'll handle the money, you two put these on."<br/><br/>The shop owner behind Adrian had taken the time to put an assortment of vicious looking items in a large black box. Their purpose, other than malice, unknown as they disappeared in the shadowy regions. The shady looking man bristled his moustache as he looked up; "I'll have these shipped to your personal PC before midnight sir." Upon which Adrian responded offhandedly. "Just put them on my billing account."<br/><br/>His attention was on his pokemon, not the items he had just bought. Leaning over to inspect their collars a few more moments before straightening up again. "Well, no sense in waiting. Just stand still and I'll put them on." That wasn't all he did though, before putting them on he dragged both collars over the surface of his expensive looking watch. At first it looked like he might have scanned something, but a closer inspection revealed that he had instead grafted a tiny serial number and barcode on them. These collars belonged to Adrian, just as the pokemon that wore them, and now that was noted in the archives as well. Umbreon and Valeria however, were likely to remain in the dark on that one.<br/><br/>"There, you two look stunning." The way his tone shifted halfway through the sentence made it seem as if he had intended that as a joke, but ended up being more truthful than he had anticipated. His eyes lingered on their faces, going down to their collars, and even further down. Male tendencies are hard to suppress, especially when presented with such fine female specimens.<br/><br/>He cleared his throat, pulling his fist up to his mouth out of reflex, but noticing the collars still on his arm. "I'll keep these two in reserve for, special, circumstances." He chuckled slightly, likely envisioning one of those circumstances. "Its time to get out of this city for now, and start training our way to the top." His hand resting lightly on Umbre's head, flattening her ears somewhat. It was a reassuring pet, almost a promise. No hurting today? Was that what he meant? She'd find out soon enough.<br/><br/>Adrian had already begun moving, taking the group to small secluded spot outside the city after resolving the payments with the merchants in the small quarter. They arrived at some place, not exactly a road, nor a forest, nor a plain. Something in-between, with sparse growth and steep hills reaching up to a feet or 5 in height. Perfect for training his pokemon, he thought.<br/><br/>"Now that we're here, I'll need to start gathering some data on your capabilities. I won't be able to estimate how much you can take, until I've pushed you to your limits. So that's what we're going to do today." He himself had begun setting up the durable tent that Umbre had seen before, talking over his shoulder as he worked. "The two of you will run 3 laps around the camp, followed up by ten pushups, repeating these two until you two can't take another step."<br/><br/>His tone was dead serious, and although this wasn't exactly torture, he was going to have them work, hard. "I'll be monitoring your vitals," He resumed, "you're still connected to your pokeballs, so I'll know when you faking it, or if you're pushing yourself too hard." The tent half finished, and his orders fully so, he turned around. Waiting for any last minute questions, if any, before they had to start.