Snippet #2233186

Olive took the Golden Pokeball from his hand and glanced outside as Ace looked but, with a smile, turned her attention back at him. "My name's Ace. Ace Wisely." He spoke as he extended his hand for a handshake, Olive complying by taking his hand and pressing her fingers around his, shaking it as he had offered. Her smile remained on her face but did not change, despite who Ace was; primarily because Olive did not recognize the name. She knew of the Wisely Corporation that created Pokeballs, but she had heard nothing of and cared little about the people behind it. Despite her little care, she did not treat Ace any differently than she would treat anyone else as her thoughts were, 'It does not matter what a person's name is, it matters what their personality is' and that was what she stood by. "I am Olive Etuene but my friends call me Liv." She responded as she pulled her hand back from the handshake. "Would you like your Pokemon to be fed as well? It seems to help them relax when they are tired. If you wouldn't mind my asking, what Pokemon resides in this ball?" Her eyes glanced down to the ball and a few thoughts flew through her head. 'What a beautiful Pokeball' was the primary thought, but she always liked something shiny.