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located in Kanto Region, a part of Pokémon: Atonement, one of the many universes on RPG.

Kanto Region

The Kanto region: filled with various pokémon and nefarious deeds.

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Character Portrait: Aidan Klein Character Portrait: Nevena Solomon
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September 23rd
Cinnabar Island - Late Afternoon - Warm
Nevena Solomon


Nev adjusted the large sun hat on her head, smiling when Basil reached up with a vine to help her. She and Aidan were on their way to Jo's for a late lunch. They had invited the others to join them, but apparently they had other work that needed to be done. They'd taken a raincheck, though, which she was going to hold them to. The last few days had been a little better, if she were being honest with herself. The night after her supposed date fell through, Nev had been a little... well, depressed.

She thought that there might have been something; anything, really, but it wasn't so. That, or she was just rushing a thought that wasn't true. She had been glad, though, when Aidan had showed up. He'd made it seem not so terrible, somehow, and she had appreciated it. There was just something about him, something so genuinely nice that Nev almost couldn't believe he was her friend. Never mind that he was her supervisor.

She wasn't even sure she saw him as her superior. For work, of course, but even then, talking to him seemed so flawless, and natural. Even when they were discussing small things about the project. He'd surprised her, really. Glancing at him from the corners of her eyes, she studied him for a moment. He was undoubtedly handsome, but she wasn't sure she could ever see him more as a friend. Didn't want to, actually. Their friendship was important to her because it had been her first real one. Shoving the thought away, she didn't like where it was going, she turned her attention back towards the scenery.

“So, do you think we'll be able to make it to the boss in the haunted castle next time?" she asked, grinning lightly. They were half-way through the level, but they were currently stuck at a certain spot. Nev might have loved playing video games, but she was inherently bad with them. They were stuck because she kept getting Balthazar killed in the strangest ways. There was a point where they had to make a jump, and she just couldn't seem to make it.

Aidan smirked slightly, lifting one eyebrow and glancing at her from the corner of his eye as he walked. "I dunno, Doc, can we?" Reaching down to his cuff, he started to roll up his sleeve; the weather was definitely warm enough to justify it. His shirts were usually lightweight, but he still wore a lot of black, and they were walking from the office this time around. "I think it kind of depends on how many more ways you can figure out to kill yourself on the environment, because at this point we're pretty overleveled for the enemies."

Neatening the lay of the sleeve at his elbow, he moved to the other, the silver rings on his first and fourth fingers catching the light a little. "Rheinallt hasn't shut up all week about how he and Mel kick ass at Pikart, either. You want to have them over to kick their asses at it sometime?"

“Pft, you underestimate my ability to find ways to get myself killed," she stated, chuckling softly. “And of course I do! We need to show those losers how it's done properly," she stated, feeling the smile on her face, broaden. Basil trilled softly, rolling her eyes at them. Nev laughed softly. “I think that's her way of saying we play too many games. Is that what you think, Bas?" she stated, rubbing Basil's head gently.

The bayleef glanced in Aidan's direction with a flat look, before shaking her head. “I'll take that as a yes."

"We're out of the apartment tonight, aren't we?" He said, letting his tone take on that hint of weariness that meant he thought he was being nagged. She could tell it was a joke, though—it was the way his eyes narrowed just a little with amusement. "I swear Basil's basically a mom. 'You kids play too many games. Go outside and get some sunshine.'" He waved one hand in a shooing motion, pitching his tone up a little to do the imitation.

Still, the impression was kind of ruined by the way he reached over to rub Basil's leaf.

Basil narrowed her eyes at Aidan, though, and trilled. Nev laughed at the statement; he wasn't entirely wrong. Basil had always been like that, even as a chikorita. “You should have seen her about seven years ago," Nev stated once she'd managed to get her laughing under control. “She wouldn't even let me eat without some sort of bib," she said as Basil gave her a flat look.

“Oh come on, Bas, you know it's true. And then there's the time when..." she trailed off when something caught her attention. Narrowing her eyes, Nev frowned.

“Nevena!" It was Béliam. What did he want? He approached with a broad smile as Nev glanced in Aidan's direction. “I've been trying to reach you," he stated once he was close enough. He glanced at Aidan for a moment, almost as if he were assessing him before turning back towards Nev. “I wanted to apologize for last week."

Nev furrowed her brows, as she regarded him. Apologize? “You never showed up," she started, pursing her lips together. She hadn't received any calls or texts from him, so she wasn't entirely sure how he had tried to reach her. “There's nothing to apologize for; it was a week ago."

“I know, and I feel terrible about that. I had an emergency in Johto and had to leave. Mom was there and she ended up in the hospital," he stated, furrowing his brows slightly. Nev immediately felt bad for the way she'd just talked to him. If that was true, she could understand why he never showed up, but still...

“You could have called me or texted me the next day to tell me." He could have done something.

“I know, I know, and I'm sorry. I'd like to make it up to you, though. If you're not busy, now, I'd like to take you to lunch," he stated before his eyes slid towards Aidan. “Unless you and him..." he trailed off as if he were expecting Nev to put it together.

She didn't know what he was talking about.

"You've got a lot of nerve," Aidan said, voice low and quiet. His body language remained much the same, and it was sort of hard to tell whether the comment was an insult or a mere observation. "Not sure exactly how they do things in Kalos, but here it's not exactly polite to butt in on someone else's afternoon like that, whether she and I are or not."

He arched an eyebrow, still petting Basil almost absently. "Kind of interesting, though, that a pretty famous Gym Leader could be hospitalized outside her region and not a peep of it make the news."

Aidan had a point. If Valerie had been hospitalized, it would have been mentioned in the news or some other form of media. Béliam, however, glanced in Aidan's direction through narrowed eyes. “She didn't want to make a scene about it. Mom doesn't like news about her getting out like that," he stated, his posture becoming tense.

“And that's why I asked her if she was busy or not. She could have said no, but she hasn't said anything, yet. Do you not let your woman talk for herself? Is she even your woman? She's way out of your league, man. She's more in mine," he stated, causing Nev to narrow her eyes.

“How dare you," she stated, feeling an odd amount of anger seeping into her voice. “How dare you speak to him like that. And I don't belong to anyone," that just sounded like a strange way to phrase something. “So no. I'm not free. Not now, not ever. I'll spend my time with someone who actually wants it, and right now, that's Aidan. So yes, I'm with him."

Basil made a trilling sound as she glared at Béliam as Nev made to walk past him with Aidan. How was he so rude? And what made him think that she would go anywhere with him? Whether or not it was true that Valerie was hospitalized, she didn't like this encounter with him at all. Béliam, however, didn't seem to like her statement, nor the fact that she was trying to leave. She felt a hand on her upper arm, forcing her to stop, and she glanced back at him.

“Let go," she stated firmly.

“Look, I just want a chance to explain myself," he began, but his grip tightened on her arm, and Nev wince a bit.

“I. Said. Let. Go." His grip tightened again before his hand was abruptly yanked off by one of Basil's vines. She was glaring at him as he turned his attention towards Basil.

“What the hell, you little shit," he stated. He made a motion as if he were going to strike Basil, however; she lunged forward and headbutted him in the stomach, causing him to lurch forward, grabbing at his stomach.

“Serves you right, you asshole," Nev stated, turning on her heel and glancing at Aidan. “Let's get out of here," she stated, brows furrowing softly.

"Yeah," he said quietly, exerting some effort to loosen his jaw. It had clenched, as had his hands, but he eased his posture now and moved to resume walking beside her without so much as looking in Béliam's direction. "Suits me fine." He ruffled her hair in a way that was becoming familiar, then smiled slightly and glanced down at Basil, giving her a gentle scratch behind the jaw. "Mom's protective streak is out in full force today, huh?"

Basil trilled happily, nodding as if she was making the point that she was being protective. Nev chuckled slightly, rubbing at her arm where Béliam had grabbed her. It was bruise, and she knew it was because she was always a bit more sensitive than most people.

“She is very protective today, aren't you, Mama Basil," Nev stated as Basil made a soft snorting sound. “I'm, uh, sorry about that, by the way," she said, not quite sure why she was apologizing. “I forget that people can be so rude, sometimes," she continued. It would have been one thing if Béliam was being rude to her; it was another thing that he was being rude to Aidan, though. And Nev didn't like that.

Aidan was her friend, he didn't deserve that.

"You don't have to apologize for anything, Doc," he said simply, shifting his hands into his pockets. "None of that's on you—besides, I'm not the one who got talked about like a piece of property." He shook his head, the look on his face for once vivid: unmistakably disgusted.

"I wasn't sure if I should say anything, but he was lying and you didn't seem to realize, so..." He shrugged. "If there's a different way you want me to handle that in the future, like letting you do all the talking at the time and telling you later or something, let me know, okay?" He regarded her seriously; it was obvious he meant what he said about letting her choose how to handle that kind of situation.

Nev smiled and nodded her head. “I'd appreciate it, actually, if you'd let me know right there and then. If anything ever seems out of place, and I don't seem to realize it, please tell me. And if you feel like you should say something, please... please do. I'm not exactly sociably graceful, as you can tell," she stated, grinning a little sheepishly.

“Mama Basil might not always be around to help me with those kinds of things, so I'd appreciate it," which was true. Most of the time, Basil was left at the apartment with the others. Today had been an exception because there wasn't much more they could do in regards to the machine or tests. Basil was just there to keep her company in her small office and help her keep things organized.

"You got it," Aidan replied, half-smiling down at her. They'd reached Jo's at last, and he opened the door, letting her step through before filing in behind her. They were seated outside, since the weather was nice enough for it.

Once the waitress had taken their orders and disappeared, he folded his hands together on the table, leaning forward slightly on his forearms so their eyes were on a level. "You all right? Doesn't seem to have rattled you too badly, but let me know if there's anything I can do."

“Hm, I'm fine," she stated, giving him a reassuring smile. “I mean, I'll get a bruise, but there's not much you can do about that. I bruise very easily, after all," she continued, pushing a soft sigh through her nose. Some people were lucky that something so little wouldn't have bruised them, however; Nev never considered herself lucky when it came to things like that.

“And I'd rather not let something like that ruin my day, today. It's a really nice day, and I was having a good time with my friend," she stated, feeling the smile on her face broaden a little. “And nothing beats enjoying lunch with a good friend," she added, nodding her head in the process.

"Well then don't let me stop you," he replied with a trace of humor, as though this had nothing to do with him at all. "What else should we get the idiots to play, besides Pikart?"

“Oh, maybe we can get Poké Party? That might be something else we can kick their ass with! And each other's," she stated, feeling a smirk pull at her lips.

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