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Aria Bell

"Me? I'm just going where the road takes me!"

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a character in “PokΓ©mon: Requiem”, as played by Arrow-

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"Yeah? So what if I'm smaller than you? My Pokemon and I can still defeat you!"
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|:N I C K N A M E:| Airy/Airhead/Kultz
|:A G E:| 16
|:G E N D E R
:| Female
|:F A C ExC L A I M:| Aisaka Taiga; Toradora

--Β» |:H A I R:|
Aria has long honey-blonde hair that reaches down past her hips with bangs cut across her forehead. Due to its length and Aria's constant activity, her hair is often left messy and poofy. On the rare occasion she has it up, the hairstyle still seems riddled with flyways from the unruly texture.

--Β» |:E Y E S:|
Aria's eyes are big, innocent and energetic; the windows into her soul. The colour itself is hard to determine, always shifting from red to brown or a mixture in between the two.

--Β» |:H E I G H T t:|
5'0/152 cm

--Β» |:W E I G H T:|
80 lbs.

--Β» |:B U I L D:|
Aria had always been short and thin growing up, saying she had yet to hit her "growth spurt". When it looked like she wasn't getting any bigger, she began to work out as best she could to at least gain some muscle on her tiny form. Now, she has lithe muscle in her tiny body, though not many could tell.

--Β» |:M A R K I N G S:|
She always has some kind of cut or bruise on her, due to her clumsiness.


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|:P O T E N T I A LxI N T E R E S T:|
Aria isn't so concerned over relationships at this point, focusing rather on Pokemon training and becoming a master. She does understand that love does happen though, and if she falls in love on her journeys like her parents did, she wouldn't mind too much.

|:S K I L L S:|
--Β» Pokemon Training/Battling || As though it had been a natural gift since birth, Aria is skilled in Pokemon Training and Battling. Though she may not be very experienced yet, her natural talent gives expectations that she could one day be one of the best.
--Β» Beginner at Pokemon Contests || Since her Mother had given birth to her, she had been dragged around to pageants to watch Coordinators and Pokemon come together to show off their skill. She had picked up some of the ideas behind it, and even tried her hand at it once and did fairly okay.
--Β» Stamina || Though she is small, she is mighty. Aria has an energy far beyond that of most normal people, and due to this she can easily keep up to others older or bigger than her. This comes in handy when Pokemon Training or Battling, as she never seems to waiver.

|: Q U I R K S
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--Β» Clumsy || Despite the appearance of her being quite graceful, Aria is actually a huge klutz. She doesn't know why, and can't control it, but its still evident. Due to this she is always tripping, falling and flailing about even if the situation is dire.
--Β» Partial Insomniac || Because of all her energy, Aria sometimes forgets that sleep is a requirement to sustain human life. She would rather be awake training than be off in dreamland. Once she does sleep though, she tends to be like a snorlax that is hard to get awake again.
--Β» Easily Cut/Bruised || Her small body, though healthy, seemingly attracts injuries like bruising and cuts. If you were to see her without any, it would be a worrisome affair.

|:P E R S O N A L I T Y:|
Vivacious; (especially of a woman) attractively lively, bubbly and animated.
Stubborn; having or showing dogged determination not to change one's attitude or position on something, especially in spite of good arguments or reasons to do so.
Friendly; Kind, pleasant, admirable to others

Aria had always shown an exuberant personality since she was little. She is kind to most and easily makes friends with others, as she is easy to get along with. She seems to bring out other peoples personalities, and can get along with any kind of person just fine. When it comes to her Pokemon or height though, she can be quite passionate and even a little stubborn.


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|:F A M I L Y:|
Mia Bell; Mother; Alive; Retired Pokemon Co-Ordinator | Stay-At-Home Mother
Oliver Bell; Father; Alive; Retired Pokemon Trainer

|:H I S T O R Y
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Aria's mother, Mia West, grew up in New Bark Town, learning how to be a good Pokemon co-ordinator. When she was fourteen she left on her journey with her best friend to win contest ribbons. Along the way, she met Oliver Bell, an enthusiastic Pokemon Trainer only a year older than her. He made her laugh and smile and soon enough the two fell in love. They travelled across Johto together until they were twenty two and twenty three. Oliver, tired of big cities, decided to pack up and move to New Bark with his soon to be wife. A year later they were married and living together happily. Only another year after that, they were blessed with their first and only child; Aria.

Aria grew up surrounded by both her Mother's and Father's Pokemon. She loved learning about them, playing with them and pretending to be one of them, so when she turned ten, it was already obvious to her that she wanted to be a Master. She got her licence to catch Pokemon, but had decided to just train with her Parent's rather than get her own. It wasn't until she turned sixteen that she finally set out for her journey, armed with her best friend and her first Pokemon; Vulpix.



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【N I C K N A M E】 N/A
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So begins...

Aria Bell's Story

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Character Portrait: Valencia Destler Character Portrait: Aria Bell

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β€œAnd now we will announce to you, live today, the new Pokemon Champion! Here she is folks, Aria Bell, gracing us with her presence all the way from New Bark Town!”

Aria stepped up to the podium gracefully, smiling and waving at the cameras and adoring fans gathered around her. They spanned back as far as her eyes could see and much farther. A cheeky grin sprang onto her face as she looked at all of them. She began to wave at them once more.

The fans began to scream and jump in a mob of excitement, all reaching for her, screaming her name over and over. β€œAria! Aria! Aria!”


β€œAria! Aria! Aria!!”

The honey blonde girl jolted awake to the sight of her mother and her trusty side-kick lickatongue. Her mother stared at her with annoyed and expectant eyes. The lickatongue tried to mimic her jutted hip and crossed arms, but it looked ridiculous with its large tongue sticking out from its mouth.

β€œWhu..? Whu’ddya want?” She mumbled and tucked her head in between her fluffy pillows, truly aghast her mother would wake her so early from such a wonderful dream.

Aria’s mother, Mia Bell, was usually a calm woman, but when you ticked her off, she was a force to be reckoned with. With all the grace of a swanna, she swooped up one of the pillows over Aria’s bushy blonde hair and smacked it back down with the strength of a Rhyperior. Aria cried and sat up. β€œOkay! What is it?” She whined.

Mia groaned at her imbecile daughter. The small girl had been fluttering about relentlessly the past week, or maybe more, about this specific day… And now, on the very day itself, she forgets. β€œAria, do you remember what day it is?”

Aria’s face became a blank slate as she mulled over the possibilities of what event today could hold that would anger her mother. Not Christmas, too warm. Not her mothers birthday or mothers day. Not her fathers birthday or any day they would take lickatongue to a vet.

Thats when it hit her.

β€œOh Arceus! I’m going to be late! Val is gunna be gone already!” She yelled as she stumbled out of bed, tripping over her sheets in the process. She jumped up and went to her dresser quickly. She had been too busy daydreaming last night to even pack. In a rush, her backpack was shoved full with the essentials of clothing, toiletries and some food, though she forgot the most important survival gear. Had her best friend Valencia not been so responsible since they were kids, Aria was sure to be dead by now.

Aria was caught in her scramble when a very familiar knock came to her front door. β€œI got it!” She yelled and ran downstairs. Three even knocks, not too loud, but enough to be heard. Valencia Destler; Aria’s best friend and life saver.

The blonde girl opened the door with a cheeky smile. She was a dishevelled mess, but luckily Val had seen her in much worse conditions than she was now; puffy hair, unwashed face, fluffy yellow pyjamas with little pikachu faces on it. Valencia on the other hand was prim and proper as usual. She was tall and pretty in her own shy way with a womanly figure to boot. Aria had always been a bit jealous of the girl. Even though she was younger, Aria was much smaller and less grown in certain areas. This jealousy did nothing to make Aria dislike Val in any way though, like she knew other girls had when they were younger. No, Valencia was like the yin to Aria’s yang. They needed one another.

β€œI’ll just be a few more minutes?” She smiled and ran back upstairs to change into her adventuring clothes. She knew Val got along with her mother, as Mia had always wanted such a gentle daughter. Valencia had basically been adopted into their little clan.

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β€œIf you say so.” Valencia just barely resisted the urge to roll her eyes at her best friend. She had no doubt that Aria could be ready to walk out the door in a few minutes, but whether she would be properly prepared to do so was another matter entirely. Still, she supposed that was why she’d bothered to pack so many extra things herself. At least it wouldn’t all be for naught.

And really, Val wouldn’t change Aria for the world. She was irresponsible, brash, reckless, and loud, but she was also effervescent and bright and warm and any number of other highly enviable traits. Taken together, the good in her far outweighed the less-desirable, and honestly, Valencia thought it outweighed the good in most other people too. There was no one quite like Aria.

β€œPlease tell me you packed an extra toothbrush.” That was Mia, Aria’s mother, and she looked vaguely worried. Valencia smiled softly and nodded.

β€œAs well as several other things. Don’t worry, Aunt Mia; we’ll be all right.” She supposed it wasn’t easy for any parent to send their child off into the world like this, at any age, especially not when that child was scatterbrained enough to occasionally forget to do important things like eat or sleep. Still, they were technically adults now, by the local standards, though Valencia had to admit she didn’t feel that much like one. Then again, she hadn’t felt like a child in a very long time, either.

This was what she was supposed to be doing; she knew it was. She felt lighter than she had in a long time, even with the anxiety of striking out on their own looming above her. There were risks in any such endeavor, of course, which was why ten years ago, the legal age for pokΓ©mon journeys was raised to sixteen. It just wasn’t safe enough to send elven-year-olds out like that anymore, or perhaps it never had been. She was almost certain that if it hadn’t been raised, she’d have still needed to wait this long to go, anyway. There was simply no chance her parents would have approved if the decision had been up to them.

Valencia made small talk with the woman she called aunt as Aria finished her preparations. She herself had elected to wear a long-sleeved shirt underneath a vest, and simple denims with her hiking shoesβ€”it was nothing fancy, but as with all of her clothes, they were neat, clean, and suited to the occasion. She had little need to do anything with her hair, as it was too short to cause her much trouble one way or another, but she did have a headband and a bandanna packed in with her spare clothes and the like, so she was prepared even for that.

When Aria at last reappeared, Val nodded, her expression serene, reaching over to smooth one of the other girl’s hairs to lay more properly on her head. β€œAll right. I’ll give you a moment, and then we can head to the professor’s.” She knew Aunt Mia would want to say goodbye, after all, and probably her uncle, too, wherever he was at the moment. Giving the older woman a hug herself, Valencia stepped back outside, and awaited Aria.

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Character Portrait: Valencia Destler Character Portrait: Aria Bell

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Aria came down from her room dressed in a long sleeved orange top and blue overalls that were nice and form fitting to her small body. Aria wasn’’t good with flawy clothing. She was rambunctious and loved to frolic about, but she would always get caught by branches and the like. On her feet she wore comfy purple hiking boots. She wasn't exactly a fashion forward girl, and that had never been her forte. She had grown up more as a tomboy than a girly girl. She climbed trees, rolled in the mud, got scratches and burns… She didn’t care so much. Valencia was the more feminine of the two, but even then, Val wasn’t pompous enough to be a β€˜girly girl’.

When she came back down, she smiled softly at Val who brushed her bushy hair into place. She wasn’t sure where she would be without her. Val was like her sister, best friend, soul mate and so much more. Before Aria could thank her, Valencia excused her self with a, β€œAll right. I’ll give you a moment, and then we can head to the professor’s.” Aria knew that the taller woman saw the appreciation in her eyes.

As soon as she was gone, Aria sprung herself at her mother, cuddling her closely. Mia smiled softly at her daughter, eyes tearful as she kissed the top of her head and smelt her hair that held the sent of trees and lavender. β€œI’m going to miss you baby.” She whispered softly. β€œYou make sure you call me, and Valencia too… I’m going to miss my daughters.” Aria smiled tearfully. Wherever Aria was going, Valencia was sure to be there too, and Mia knew this. ”I’m going to miss you too Mama… But I will come back and make you and papa proud.” Mia wiped the tears from her eyes. β€œAlright, you better go say goodbye to your father.” Aria nodded and after a brief goodbye to her father, who had been half asleep due to late night house work, she was on her front steps.

She looked at Valencia with bright eyes and a smile. ”Well… Let’s go get our Pokemon!” It was a nerve-wracking event, and her whole body shivered and tingled at the thought of it.

New Bark Town was one of the smallest, if not the smallest town in Johto. Since recent expansion, up to six families could live in the peaceful little valley between all the trees. The town itself wasn’t big enough to have a school, so they were either homeschooled or took lessons online or from TV. Even some of the adults helped teach the younger kids all they could. In one corner of the town was the Pokemon Lab where, one day, Valencia would hopefully be working. It was the girls dream to become a professor and Aria had every hope set out for the girl. New Bark Town, in the end, was all Aria ever needed and no big city could have been better to grow up in… But now that she was older it was time for her to explore the world and find out what she truly wanted.

In a few steps they would be going into the Pokemon Laboratory to get their first Pokemon and take one solid step towards their futures.

New Bark Town; A town where the wind blows and tells of impending change.

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Valencia smiled at Aria’s obvious nervousness. She supposed that it really was one of those events in a life that had the potential to change everything, but she personally was trying not to look at it that way. If she considered all the possibilities, her head would start to spin, and so she chose to take it one step at a time. Today, she would meet her very first pokΓ©mon, and make her very first completely independent foray out of the small town she’d lived in all her life. That was momentous enoughβ€”there was no need to look even further beyond that yet, else she might lose her nerve. Already it was a major thing. Much as her parents tended to suppress her, she knew that they also provided a stability that she would now be without. She would have to make due for herself in the world, and that was no simple task.

Btu there she was, getting ahead of herself. One step at a time. Taking a deep breath, Valencia slowed her natural stride to match Aria’s much shorter, lively one. It was something she did automatically by now, without really needing to think about it. Given the size of the town, it wasn’t long before they were outside the lab, run by Professor Birch, an aging fellow well into his seventies. He had a lot more assistants these days than he’d used to, but he was still one of the foremost authorities on pokΓ©mon, and still published new research quite frequently.

Valencia was a familiar face at the laboratory, and so she saw no need to show special deference about entering, merely pulling opening the door and holding it open for Aria behind her before leading them both to the back, where she knew the professor would be.

A kindly old man, Professor Birch had a white beard and wispy white hair, a pair of reading glasses perched on his nose. As they entered, he looked up and smiled. β€œAh, I see you’re both finally here. A little late, no?” He didn’t seem to mean it as a criticism, more an amused comment than anything. Val smiled softly at him, nodding a bit.

β€œSorry, Professor.” She made no mention of whose fault it was that they were lateβ€”she saw no need.

β€œQuite all right, my dear, quite all right. Let’s see here…” he glanced back and forth between them, then took one of the four pokΓ©balls off his desk. β€œThis one’s for you, Miss Destler. I know you said you wanted to study pokΓ©mon evolution, so I put in a request with an old friend of mine in Cerulean city. She arrived just yesterday.” Valencia accepted the ball with a grateful look; she knew what would be inside if he’d asked Bill about it. Still, the fact that he had was a pleasant surprise.

β€œThank you so much, Professor Birch.” There was a note of something approaching reverence in her tone, and he chuckled slightly.

β€œYou’re welcome. And for you, Miss Bell, I’ve assembled a selection.” He nodded at the three remaining balls. β€œWe’ve got a Chikorita, a Horsea, and a Vulpix.”

Both the professor and Valencia lapsed into silence. This was, of course, an exceedingly important decision, and they didn’t want to inadvertently make it more difficult for Aria to make. Her decision was her own, and it had to be. However many pokΓ©mon a trainer encountered and worked with, one’s first was always special, somehow. A lifelong partner, for most trainers.

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β€œβ€¦ For you, Miss Bell, I’ve assembled a selection. We’ve got a Chikorita, a Horsea, and a Vulpix.”

Never had Aria been faced with a more difficult question, and of all people it was posed to her by the spritely old Professor Birch, who was well into his years. She wasn’t as close to the old man as Valencia was, but she had hung around her friend in the lab when the weather was rainy and she couldn’t go off to climb trees or scavenge through bushes. It was like a whole different atmosphere; calm, calculated and the tiniest bit cold. She stuck out like a sore thumb, but she did see the excitement to working in a lab, finding out new discoveries with Pokemon. That route just wasn’t for Aria. Instead, she was off to pursue becoming one of the few elite Pokemon Masters in Johto. They needed to build teams of Pokemon to battle, and had to do so in the smartest way they could… Thus her hesitancy now.

Chikorita would be a good choice as grass types were calmer and easier to work with; easier to train. Grass type Pokemon also seemed to evolve faster when they were trained. Aria watched a documentary that had stated it may be due to how they are always absorbing sun and taking in the earths presence… The downfall was that they seemed to gain strength slower than other types. Aria was uncertain she would be good with a grass Pokemon to begin… She was rambunctious and they were certainly more of the calmer type, though there was always exceptions.

Horsea was a water type, and for the longest time she had thought she wanted one, but now faced with the decision, she was unsure what to choose. Strategically, a Horsea was the worst choice, as they had a certain need for water to be taken care of. At the early stages of being a trainer, she was unsure she could take care of a Pokemon that well, as she was inexperienced. She planned on attaining a Horsea in the future, but not now…

Lastly, the Vulpix… When Aria thought about this Pokemon, she almost got shivers. Fire Pokemon were mystical and beautiful in a certain aspect, being able to call upon the heat within themselves to cast fire moves. A Vulpix would definitely be a great choice for a starter, and Aria was beginning to lean in that direction. A little canine like Pokemon she could easily carry and have fun training… Plus, she herself was much alike to fire types; sporadic and hyperactive.

Aria blew out a puff of hot air nervously and reached over to the Vulpix’ Pokeball. She rolled it about in her hand, trying out the size and feel of it. She had held them before, but never had it been for one she was to be a Partner with. The ball felt warm to the touch, reminding her of what was inside. She smiled softly and looked up at the Professor. β€œI think I want this one.” She murmured happily and stared at the Pokeball with growing excitement. She looked over at Valencia and a large grin split onto her face.

Vulpix, her very first Pokemon, and more importantly, her very first Partner.

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Valencia returned Aria’s grin with a much smaller smile; still, it was completely genuine. She was happy for her best friendβ€”and for herself as well. This was an opportunity for the both of them, and it was finally beginning to feel real to her. The professor flashed a grin at both of them, standing from his desk.

β€œVery well then. Congratulations, both of you. One more thing before you go, Miss Destler.” He moved to a cabinet in his office, opening one of the drawers with a certain degree of solemnity. From it, he drew out a small device, slightly larger than Valencia’s hand, and a dark purple in color. β€œIt came in a few days ago, but I thought I’d wait to give it to you until now.” Still smiling, he held the device out, and she took it from him, gasping slightly when she recognized it as a pokΓ©dex.

She’d thought they were usually red, but it would seem that the professor had hers customized. She’d wondered about the reason for his interest in her color preferences several weeks ago, when they’d had a conversation about it that had eventually turned into a discussion about art. Well, there was the evidence. Pursing her lips, she looked up at the man who’d been her mentor for several years, and on impulse, stepped forward several hurried paces and hugged him. She was careful about it, considering his age, but surprised when he returned the gesture. Theirs had never been that kind of close relationship, mostly because she didn’t really know how to form them, and people were generally reluctant to touch her because she was reluctant to touch them, or for some other reason she could not discern. But the truth was that if anyone was a grandparent to her, it would have to be him.

β€œThere, there. You have no need to cry, dear.” He patted her back gently, and she realized she was crying, just a bit. Nobody aside from Aria’s family had ever thought of her this way before, had ever done something a little extra or special just for her. It was a bit overwhelming, actually, and a bit sad that she took it to be such an extraordinary gesture. But in a way, it was.

β€œI’m sorry,” she pulled away, clearing her throat and wiping the stray wet tracks on her face. β€œIt’s just, um…” She wasn’t really an emotional person, so she wasn’t sure how to explain it or react to it. Fortunately, he seemed to understand, and patted her shoulder genially.

β€œI know. But you shouldn’t linger here for too long, you know. That pokΓ©dex needs filling! And I expect regular updates on your progress, so don’t forget to call now and then.” Valencia nodded, the overwhelmed feelings of a few moments ago fading back behind her practiced coolness, and she half-smiled and turned back to Aria.

β€œWell all right then. Let’s go; or we’ll never make Cherrygrove before nightfall.”

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Aria watched the display of affection with soft eyes. Valencia wasn’t quite the touchy-feely kind with anyone accept for her, her family and the professor. She couldn’t blame her though, Birch was a very nice man, and had been one of the key pieces in her growing up. Aria was glad she had someone like him who could fill an almost family like role in her life. Aria herself had never been that close to the professor though, as she just wasn’t into his kind of work and was rarely around unless it had something to do with Valencia. She didn’t mind though, she wasn’t the kind of girl who needed to have all the same connections that her best friend did as well.

Once the taller girl had finished and said her goodbyes, Aria waved to the professor and headed out of the lab with her. The road to route 29 was short, and before no time they were standing at the edge of the treelike that acted like a bridge between New Bark and their new life. She paused and took Valencia’s hand. This way, they would be connected when they started their journeys. β€œHere we go…” She whispered and pulled Valencia along with her onto the route.

Route 29 was basically all forrest and high ledges that one couldn’t possibly climb up unless they had a ladder. It was filled with grass and flowers and trees that were probably prime Pokemon territory. It would take the greater part of the day to walk to Cherrygrove, but Aria didn’t mind. Maybe they would spot something new and exciting along the way. Just as she thought that, overhead flew a large swarm of Butterfree and Vivillons. She gasped and pointed at them happily, catching Valencia’s attention.

Long ago, Pokemon were only found in very specific regions and a Vivillon would have never been seen in Johto. Safari workers, as well as breeders and professors all came together many years ago to start rehoming abused and injured Pokemon who had fallen out of their packs, into new homes across land. Soon enough all the regions were blooming with new Pokemon to see and no one could really keep track of how many species there really were. Now, it was what Valencia aimed to do, track down all the Pokemon, input their data into her Pokedex and research them. Aria was willing to help as well.

β€œHow long do you think this will take? Walking across the whole Johto Region… I mean, some of the kids who left a year ago still haven’t come back. As far as I know they haven’t even reached Ecruteak City.” She murmured and looked at her friend. Valencia was just better at estimation of time and numbers…. and just math in general.

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Valencia had to admit, she would never have thought of taking her friend’s hand as they crossed the threshold into the new phase of their lives, but when Aria did, she thought it an excellent idea. They were beginning this together, and with any luck, they would end it the same way.

The question brought up an interesting consideration. Val had given the matter some thought, of course, but it really did depend on how they chose to go about things. β€œIt depends, I think, on how long we stay in one place, to train or research. I suspect that if we walked constantly, only stopping to sleep, it would take the better part of nine months, but… less if we flew on pokΓ©mon that knew how, more if we stop for any reason, which I suppose we will.”

That was true enough. PokΓ©dexes did not complete themselves, and Gym Badges took time and work to acquire. β€œMy best guess is around a year, perhaps a year and a half, but… I really couldn’t say for sure.” There were too many variables to have a reliable estimate. Plus, she had tried not to think about all of it too muchβ€”one of the dangers of planning that far in advance was getting stuck in the same way of thinking, or feeling disappointed when you failed to do things that weren’t that realistic to begin with. She didn’t really want to get caught up in that.

β€œBut the nice thing is that as soon as we get pokΓ©mon that can fly, you’ll be able to visit home whenever you want to.” She chose not to include herself in that, since she couldn’t really see herself wanting to go home anytime soon. Perhaps her feelings would change, but Valencia liked to think of herself as realistic, and so she wasn’t holding her breath on that.

The two spent the better part of the afternoon walking, the early autumn air cool on their faces. It wasn’t cold yet, though, and proved to be an excellent temperature for travel. Valencia was patient as Aria took the time to search the surrounding areas for wild pokΓ©mon, but they seemed to be somewhat scarce at the moment. A patch of waist-height grass loomed ahead, however, promising better chances at success.

β€œI can wait around for a while, if you want to have a look,” she offered with a small smile. It was something every new trainer was eager to try, after all, and she doubted Aria would be different in this respect. β€œOh, that reminds me…” opening the flap of her back, Valencia moved a few other items aside and came back with two empty pokΓ©balls in her hand. β€œThese are for you. I figured you might need them, so I picked them up from the lab yesterday.”