I once again sit up and groan. I hear a knock on the door but ignore it, presuming it's a group of advertisers. After a minute I realize my headaches gone, and next to me Gallade is fast asleep. Most of the other pokémon are awake except for lucario, who tends to take long naps. I get to my feet and wake gallade and lucario up. Lucario gets up almost imediately, but gallade takes a bit of work. After everyone is up I lead everyobne outside. I look into the distance and see the sun just above the horizon, indicating that it's just about 7 or 8 o clock. My street is empty now, presumably they are watching the carnival go about in the central, and if not they're more likely on the north side of town visiting the poorer areas of town, the place with the high crime rate. Where I live is a bit distant from there, so the crime rate is drastically lower, but it's quite costly. However my job seems to take care of that. I don't take my coat because the warm air soothes my skin. I decide to take a walk down to the market area - another place high in crime but a good place to shop. All my pokémon are following me, admiring things as we pass. It's not often I take them all for big walks because of the usually busy streets, so they seem to enjoy the most of it by chatting to each other in their own strange language and admiring shop windows.
The market is a good half our walk, and sometimes I regret living so far away. Perhaps tats why Seth has never seen me, or perhaps I'm just a recluse, or both. As I skip between stalls I pick up fresh fruit and often a little treat that my pokémon have picked up. I feel like a dad with these lot, paying for things they've touched without asking, buying them gifts, scolding them for making trouble. I honestly don't know what I'd do without them. As I'm up to the stall closest to the huge dome I notice several tourney related items. I guess they're preparing for fan services and bets on who will win, but I notice Seth is in among the several other famous trainer key rings. He does like to leave an impression, however this makes me quite uneasy as to whether winning is a good idea. Perhaps if I just win once and then don't join again this won't be what becomes of my identity, but in all honesty I don't care too much. At the end of the day everyone will forget me and this will probably not change much, my future career is definitely not effected by this.
After our trip to the market I decide to stop by at the café near here. It's a place that welcomes pokémon in and server food suitable for them. I enter the café and the place is slightly empty, there's about 4 tables filled with busy people chatting about there day, and one table with two people and two pokémon. Luckily for me ampharos is just under the height limit, and skarmory just fits through the single door, although there is a double door further down I could have used. I sit on a table and gallade collects everyone's orders before pointing simultaneously at the orders everyone wanted. He's got a good memory. We all sit down with a drink and I discuss the plan of action for the battles.
(ooc - up for interaction if ya wanna go to the cafe)
