bedlam_beauty
Super-Earth
- Joined
- May 14, 2009
The early morning sun peeked in over the tops of the WireRoot Town trees. Pidgeys shook the morning dew from their feather before fluttering up into warm rays of morning. Just beyond the trees was a clearing several acres wide and long, where various habitats for abandoned and otherwise unrehabilitatable pokemon to reside in the comfort of their own element. The habitats were separated by several yards of green grass, where Grass and Normal type Pokemon would usually play. The entire enclosure was blocked off by picket fences high enough to keep younger Pokemon from getting themselves in danger, but not so high that the older Pokemon would feel trapped. At the head of the fencing was a rather impressive ranch mansion, white and leafed with blue and gold. The sign over the front, double-doors had âSawa Research, Rehabilitation, and Relaxation Centerâ emblazoned on it.
The Sawa Center, as it was called, was the closest thing to a Pokemon Center in WireRoot Town. It provided a safe haven for injured and abandoned Pokemon, a place for trainers to rest and recover, and it also had its own local brand of PokeChow and medicines for travel. The Sawa family themselves, consisting of professor parents and their three children, were responsible for the data collection and distribution on Pokemon breeding. The book was called the Pokemon Breederâs Manual and Guide, but is often shortened down to âPokeSexâ. It is also sometimes rumored that the Sawa family did very⦠intimate research with their Pokemon. Whether or not that was true, the Sawa family always published a new version every year and itâs considered a coming of age ritual in their family for the next child in line to gather the data for the next release.
Today would begin Hanabiâs journey for information.
Hanabi Sawa put the last of her ribbons in her hair. She came running downstairs, nearly tripping over a sleeping Charmander at the foot. The Charmander awoke suddenly, but instead of going on guard, he simply rubbed his eyes and followed Hanabi into the kitchen. There, the two set upon the task of pouring PokeFood into various, brightly colored bowls. After that, they filled a metal tub with fruits and berries and vegetables. By this time, the sunâs rays were pouring in through the gaps in the window blinds.
Other pokemon began to stir now. An Espeon leapt gracefully onto the counter, taking a small bowl labeled âCleoâ from the assortment of containers and disappearing with it. A Khangaskhan appeared, hefting the metal tub up and resting it against her pup-absent tummy. Hanabi and her Charmander had managed to place all the bowl onto a rolling cart by the time the Kangaskhan had arrived and the three of them headed outside. They were greeted with a veritable stampede of hungry Pokemon, each of them taking a bowl appropriate to their size and type. After the older Pokemon had more-or-less emptied the cart, Hanabi sat down in the soft grass to hand feed the baby Pokemon. Each of them received a handful of PokeChow, then a fruit to round out their diet.
âFyuu, thatâs hard work.â Hanabi said as she and her two helpers pushed the cart and tub back inside, âBut a good start to the most exciting year of my life.â
Setting the breakfast things aside for a waiting Vaporeon to clean, Hanabi made her way to the front of the mansion, to make sure no abandoned Pokemon and/or hurt/lost trainers had arrived in the night without them hearing their arrival.
The Sawa Center, as it was called, was the closest thing to a Pokemon Center in WireRoot Town. It provided a safe haven for injured and abandoned Pokemon, a place for trainers to rest and recover, and it also had its own local brand of PokeChow and medicines for travel. The Sawa family themselves, consisting of professor parents and their three children, were responsible for the data collection and distribution on Pokemon breeding. The book was called the Pokemon Breederâs Manual and Guide, but is often shortened down to âPokeSexâ. It is also sometimes rumored that the Sawa family did very⦠intimate research with their Pokemon. Whether or not that was true, the Sawa family always published a new version every year and itâs considered a coming of age ritual in their family for the next child in line to gather the data for the next release.
Today would begin Hanabiâs journey for information.
Hanabi Sawa put the last of her ribbons in her hair. She came running downstairs, nearly tripping over a sleeping Charmander at the foot. The Charmander awoke suddenly, but instead of going on guard, he simply rubbed his eyes and followed Hanabi into the kitchen. There, the two set upon the task of pouring PokeFood into various, brightly colored bowls. After that, they filled a metal tub with fruits and berries and vegetables. By this time, the sunâs rays were pouring in through the gaps in the window blinds.
Other pokemon began to stir now. An Espeon leapt gracefully onto the counter, taking a small bowl labeled âCleoâ from the assortment of containers and disappearing with it. A Khangaskhan appeared, hefting the metal tub up and resting it against her pup-absent tummy. Hanabi and her Charmander had managed to place all the bowl onto a rolling cart by the time the Kangaskhan had arrived and the three of them headed outside. They were greeted with a veritable stampede of hungry Pokemon, each of them taking a bowl appropriate to their size and type. After the older Pokemon had more-or-less emptied the cart, Hanabi sat down in the soft grass to hand feed the baby Pokemon. Each of them received a handful of PokeChow, then a fruit to round out their diet.
âFyuu, thatâs hard work.â Hanabi said as she and her two helpers pushed the cart and tub back inside, âBut a good start to the most exciting year of my life.â
Setting the breakfast things aside for a waiting Vaporeon to clean, Hanabi made her way to the front of the mansion, to make sure no abandoned Pokemon and/or hurt/lost trainers had arrived in the night without them hearing their arrival.