Post by Sylvester Blackburne on Jul 16, 2015 23:11:39 GMT
It was that time again. Sylvester had been going back towards Littleroot for the sake of nostalgia this time, ultimately because he was trying to stall for time. He wanted to challenge the Petalburg City gym, but didn't know if he was quite yet ready. His pokemon were strong, but perhaps it was his spirit that was lacking. Nothing killed morale like a losing streak, even if he got so close to winning in his battle against Andrea Warren.
'I hope something comes along soon enough' The vast steppes of this route were filled with pokemon, supposedly anyway, however Sylvester had yet to see any signs of pokemon or people for that matter. Today must have been really slow in Littleroot, as no trainers were flocking to the infamous Route 101. 'I guess I'll just keep waiting around then...'
Sitting against a small oak tree, Sylvester rested his backpack on his lap. All of his gear inside, his pokeballs hiding somewhere in the confines of his trench coat. He would lean there, resting from his long journey until something caught his attention...
'I hope something comes along soon enough' The vast steppes of this route were filled with pokemon, supposedly anyway, however Sylvester had yet to see any signs of pokemon or people for that matter. Today must have been really slow in Littleroot, as no trainers were flocking to the infamous Route 101. 'I guess I'll just keep waiting around then...'
Sitting against a small oak tree, Sylvester rested his backpack on his lap. All of his gear inside, his pokeballs hiding somewhere in the confines of his trench coat. He would lean there, resting from his long journey until something caught his attention...
LAIKA OF GANGNAM STYLE
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