Just about ready

[Nova]

'Ohmygodohmygod' The phrase repeated itself over and over in her head as she stood frozen on the sidewalk. The building was far from intimidating, no moat of fire or ominous clouds, just a simple sign proclaiming it as the town's lab. There were even a few flowerpots by the front entryway, cheery orange blooms slightly swaying in the breeze. An elaborate throat clearing at her side quickly snapped the woman out of her daze, eyes sliding down to the newspaper boy standing next to her. Laughing, she quickly dug a large candybar out of her knapsack, "Sorry kiddo, senior moment there. I believe we agreed on one Megamoo?" Handing over the brightly packaged sweet, the boy gave a quick thanks before hopping back onto his bike to resume his neglected route.

Still chuckling even as her palms began to sweat, Eldora practically sprinted her way up to the automatic doors. "In and out, no problem." She murmured encouragingly to herself as she stepped inside, swapping her sunglasses for her regular specs. Glancing around, she didn't spot anyone right away but the somewhat familiar atmosphere began to calm her jumbled nerves. Hopefully none of the aides were like her supervisor at the Safari Zone, a man so old he predates most Pokemon fossils and his hearing was lost shortly after. Every encounter with the scientist had you winded and hoarse by the end of it. So far so good.

[Mizuumi]

An older woman, the professor, had her back to the door when Eldora came in. She had light brown hair, starting to gray in her bangs. Her hair was short, curly, and pulled behind her ears. She turned around to face Eldora, smiling. Wrinkles of age formed around her eyes and mouth as she greeted the new trainer. "Hello!"

She held out her hand, to shake hands with Eldora, "I'm Professor Wilson. A new trainer! So what type of trainer are you? Oh! What pokemon do you want?" She rushed over to the table in the center of the main room, with three pokeballs, each of them a different pokemon. The table had the pokemon species written on a piece of paper.

[Nova]

Giving the outstretched hand a firm shake, El felt the remainder of her jitters disappear with the woman's warm welcome. "Eldora Nel'der, very nice to meet you Professor!" She chirped out in reply, eyes narrowing as a huge grin creased her face. Following the woman farther into the lab, she rolled the various questions around in her head, waiting until they arrived at the pokeball laden table before answering. "I'm a breeder class, can't wait to make it to Ghiaccio City to see that big breeding center y'got there." Tucking an irritating chunk of hair back behind her ear, Eldora bent her tall frame over the three red and white spheres, choices galore.

'Hmm two water types and a normal. Haven't had a chance to work with a Buizel yet, but...' Straightening up, she pointed at the ball on the far left, "May I have the Farfetch'd Prof. Wilson?" Sure he was from her home region, but the stick wielding bird was easily one of her favorite to observe. Now to have the chance to work one-on-one? Priceless.

[Mizuumi]

The professor giggled happily. She handed the pokeball to Eldora. Wilson then spun around to grab the other items. "So, Miss Breeder, what type of item? Pokegear, Pokenav, or Pokewatch?" She showed the items to Eldora.

[Nova]

Accepting the little ball, she quickly clicked it into the pokeball holder on her bag's shoulder strap. Oh this was getting so exciting! Tapping a finger against her chin, the breeder thought for a few moments before deciding on her device. "Pokewatch please! Less likely to lose that one." She'd certainly lost quite the number of socks and pens over the years, she'd probably lose her head if it wasn't screwed on. A navigational device wasn't something she'd want to misplace so having one strapped to her arm seemed the best way to go.

[Mizuumi]

The professor laughed as she gathered the items together. Her hair fell into her face as she got the items and put them on the table. She looked at Eldora, "Here you go, missy!"

Eldora recieved:

Level: 5
Gender: Male
Attacks: Peck, Leer

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[Nova]

With a smile large enough to split her face in two, she graciously accepted the poketch. Slipping the device on, she fiddled with the straps for a second until it fit snugly against her wrist. 'Not bad, not bad at all.', she thought, pleased at the blue and silver gadget. Sliding her pack off, Eldora snagged the satchel of spare pokeballs and potions and stuffed them into the lime green interior. Pokemon? Check. Do-dad? Check. Goodies? Check, check, and check. Bouncing a bit on her toes, she dipped her head at Professor Wilson, chiming out her thanks and goodbyes before heading out the door.