<br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/2hrcT2J.jpg?1)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Naozumi Kahale<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Pokemon Lab<br/><strong>With:</strong>Carter, Daniel, Althea, and Graham<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Introductions<br/><strong>Pokémon:</strong>Pagliacci (Mime Jr.), Snowball (Vulpix)<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/cm4YNqT.png)</div><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/a8lLaBf.png)</div><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/qhaKUWB.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/qhaKUWB.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/qhaKUWB.jpg)</div><div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/qhaKUWB.jpg)</div><br/><hr/><hr/><hr/><br/>Nao looked around curiously as they entered the lab proper, and boy was it surprising to say the least. He had been in professor Sycamore's lab once or twice back in Kalos, and the two honestly didn't compare at all. It was like organize chaos...or perhaps just regular ol' chaos, as cute little starter pokemon ran around struggling to perform the tasks usually assigned to human assistants, and doing just about as good a job at it as you could expect. Perhaps it was because this was still a new region and things hadn't been properly set up yet...the boy briefly imagined the same scene back home, the suave Kalosian professor facing the same struggles, though it seemed so preposterous that it just made him chuckle.<br/><br/>Turning his attention from the lab itself back to Graham Nao gave an appreciative smile as he began making introductions himself, "well it's a pleasure to meet everyone" he said, though upon catching Graham's flirty little comment and wink the boy blushed and let out a bit of an awkward chuckle, "oh but of course" he replied softly. Despite having embraced his new style for a while now, Nao still hadn't gotten used to the feeling of guys flirting with him, or looking at him with the kind of...er..."twinkle" in their eye that Graham had. It had been adorable with Carter, but that's because they were old friends and he knew that Nao wasn't actually a girl, plus he knew the blonde boy would never actually think of him that way. It was completely different however when it came from strangers, and Carter would feel Nao unconsciously squeezing his arm just a bit tighter, almost as if for support.<br/><br/>Nao's hold on Carter's arm turned out to be a handicap however, as balls and boxes were suddenly launched across the room in spectacular fashion. As the Alolan boy was not used to taking balls to the face in any sense of the term, Nao quickly ducked behind Carter, using his friend as a shield as he took a full box to the head, "Oh my! Carter are you alright?" he exclaimed, quick to help get the box off his head and kneel down to start scooping up pokeballs as well, though with how many were scattered around they were barely making a dent in the mess, "heh it's kinda funny, you came all this way to battle pokemon and you ended up battling boxes instead....and lost..." Nao teased his companion as they scooped up the red and white devices, leaning over to gently bump him with his shoulder playfully, "don't worry, maybe we can team up and get 'em next time" he cooed.<br/><br/>He gazed up from their work just in time to catch the professor smothered in the diminutive blonde's cleavage, causing another blush, certainly not the kind of greeting he was used to professors giving. Still despite her messy introduction the woman cut a pretty elegant and confident figure once she was back on her feet, which instilled a bit more confidence in her abilities, "Thanks for having us la madame, it has certainly been an eventful experience so far"  he cooed, flashing a wide grin to Carter, reuniting with a long lost friend easily being at the top of experiences in the new region so far, "I must say this is an impressive gathering of pokemon you have. It looks like you've caught a pokemon from almost every region, you must be well traveled..." he mused, looking at the cute critters dancing around her feet, not realizing that there was<em>something else</em>the professor enjoyed collecting in every region, or the danger that had been posed by his father's overly long business trips.