The Grand Opening

[driftingmods]

[A large WELCOME sign is hanging from the buildings when you walk into Levanta Town, but that seems to be the only sign that today is any different than any other day. The villagers are simply going about their daily business. However, if they are approached they are more than happy to explain the region as well as they can to any new arrivals.

Welcome to Levanta Town in The Drifting Land!]

Comments

[battlestandby]

Right... whatever your want.

[ohcrumbs]

Have you traveled with someone before?

[battlestandby]

For years, I traveled by myself. I only started traveling with others recently.

[ohcrumbs]

I haven't, myself. But that's because I haven't made a lot of friends in Sinnoh.

[SMILE SMILE how is it natural for anyone to smile this much]

[battlestandby]

... That's surprising.

[ohcrumbs]

How so?

[battlestandby]

Well, you're... friendly...

[and so so cute and smart and special]

[ohcrumbs]

Well, I guess that's true. But I've spent most of my time with my nose in the books or spending time with my grandma or little sister, I haven't gotten to know anyone.

[battlestandby]

I'm... sure you'd be popular.

[ohcrumbs]

Popular? I don't see why something like that would matter. I'm just being myself.

[battlestandby]

Er... sure, I guess. Just don't pay attention to me, then. I'm speaking nonsense.

[ohcrumbs]

Are you worried about something?

[battlestandby]

What...? Of course not.

[ohcrumbs]

You seem really worried about traveling with me...

[battlestandby]

There's a good chance I'll just get in your way... be a nuisance.

[ohcrumbs]

So? What's an adventure without distractions and obstacles!

[battlestandby]

A... boring one, I guess...

[ohcrumbs]

Exactly!

[battlestandby]

... Right...

[ohcrumbs]

So, let's go! If it doesn't work out, we can part ways, no harm done.

[battlestandby]

Alright... we'll try.

[ohcrumbs]

So let's go!

[Taking your hand again!! She leads them towards the forest, keeping an eye out for wild Pokemon.]

[battlestandby]

[Ooh, he can't hold back the blush that comes from Cynthia touching his hand again. He'll follow along and look around as well, though his mind's off on its own puberty-induced fantasy.]

[ohcrumbs]

[There's a lot of looking for some time! Eventually, though, Cynthia will excitedly but quietly point out some movement in the trees.]

Look! A flock of pidgey are sitting in the same tree as a flock of starly! How strange!

[battlestandby]

[He'll stare up at the interacting species before shrugging.]

When it comes down to it, they're all birds in the end. Every region I've been to seems to have their own specific generic bird... and they hardly differ in potential. That's why I never bothered capturing them.