Post by amelia reed on Oct 30, 2016 20:42:00 GMT
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Canalave was a mixing pot of culture, evident by the exotic smells and goods that lined the canal. Amelia enjoyed such sights, for once stepping into the shoes of a tourist instead of a trainer. After she'd entered the city, it was one street after the other--vendors are eager to talk to her, although she doesn't buy anything other than a cone of ice cream.
Amelia turns towards the sky and glances at it's hues of orange and red, a quickly approaching sunset that means that she needs to find the Pokemon Center soon. Boats are shoring up for the night. She hears the telltale horns in the distance and bets that the Pokemon Center is somewhat near there -- at least, a hint or a sign.
"Let's go Jingles."
She starts walking in the direction of the ports, pulling along her Klefki. It's getting dark, but the streets are thankfully lit by the string of lanterns. She'll have to run into something eventually, right?
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They say life's a waste, I say they lack belief. They tell me luck will travel, I tell them that's why I got feet. Left right left right, moving along to the pulse of a heartbeat.[attr="class","Rose"]
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Canalave was a mixing pot of culture, evident by the exotic smells and goods that lined the canal. Amelia enjoyed such sights, for once stepping into the shoes of a tourist instead of a trainer. After she'd entered the city, it was one street after the other--vendors are eager to talk to her, although she doesn't buy anything other than a cone of ice cream.
Amelia turns towards the sky and glances at it's hues of orange and red, a quickly approaching sunset that means that she needs to find the Pokemon Center soon. Boats are shoring up for the night. She hears the telltale horns in the distance and bets that the Pokemon Center is somewhat near there -- at least, a hint or a sign.
"Let's go Jingles."
She starts walking in the direction of the ports, pulling along her Klefki. It's getting dark, but the streets are thankfully lit by the string of lanterns. She'll have to run into something eventually, right?
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