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Pip looked up when the heard the voices near by, catching sight of the chatty guy they met the day before -- Farren? Farren. -- and a new kid. For a brief moment they were concerned that the enthusiastic girl from the day before was there as well, planning on following up on her swimming plans...

Rolling for Chingling #118's Happiness... ... 1 Success!

Rolling for Little Guy's Happiness... ... 3 Successes!

The next day's training was almost as much for Pip as it was for either of their pokemon. They hadn't been doing too much to keep up their own fitness routine since moving out to the island, and that wasn't something they wanted to let slip too far. So they were doing sprints up and down the...

From their current vantage point, the group had a relatively clear view of the city. Which was... well, it wasn't exactly what Pip would consider a bustling metropolis. Certainly it was expanding, but... they all referred to it as the city, but that was more about it being the only urbanized...

Pip shifted their bags to their other arm, more for something to fidget with than out of any discomfort. Remembering themselves, Pip put on a more cordial smile. "Kalos." They answered. "I'm Pip, by the way." They eyed the little bulbasaur as it squirmed away from it's handler. Little Guy and...

As anticipated, Pip had been asked to pick up an extra shift at the beach. Although the bulk of the bad weather was being kept at bay by the shields, nothing could stop the tides, as it were. The storm outside the barrier was having enough effect on the water inside the wall to have the waves...

Pip glanced down at their bags, a bit sheepish at being called out. "I didn't want to have to worry about food if they wanted me at the beach or something..." they explained, realized that the explanation made no sense, and then flushed a bit. They glanced up at the sky past the barrier again...