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Jaxon savored the walk to Lavaridge, observing the scenery much like a nature guide before the start of a tour: quiet, contemplative, and awestruck. Azure optics panned over the lush, fully formed trees; admiration present for the shine that adorned their glossy leaves in the mid-morning sun. The only feature more impressive caught his attention within the same instant: Mt. Chimney fully enrapturing him even though the peak poked solely above the tree-line. He'd missed this.
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Strolls were rare for him nowadays, given Team Rocket always offered more work paired with a stricter deadline. It'd been difficult finding personal time, but thankfully he'd paced himself ahead of schedule: still tasked with an assignment, but allowed to take the trip slower courtesy of his previous haste in traveling his route. Both hands buried in the depths of his pitch-colored khakis, the grunt released a content sigh as the sights gently washed over his senses. The joys of exploring were vast, and the reminder was all too painful for one recently denied that right.
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The trainer focused on the positive in those next few steps, crossing the border into the quaint town that he'd visited few times in the past: homely Lavaridge. He'd fancied a trip to their hot-springs a time or two, not quite knowing what to expect on his first go-around. Thankfully, the experience reassured him of the legitimacy of the rumors. They were absolutely lovely, and cleansed the stress from the body in an instant.
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That bubbling water reminded Jaxon of simpler times, ones that he might've gladly retreated to...if not for the sake of keeping his mother afloat. She'd barely the means to take care of herself, so this work -the money it provided- was necessary despite how he felt toward Team Rocket. He just needed to keep moving, enjoy what pleasantries crossed his path before they were gone. The hot-springs were one such indulgence, but he knew that he couldn't afford wasting money on them this trip. Perhaps another time...but-
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A deep rumble echoed from his stomach, the noise causing the hefty Garchomp that tailed Jaxon to chuckle. The darker male furrowed his brow, a tanned palm released to gently scratch his belly. How odd. It seemed he'd worked up quite an appetite without even realizing it. Needless to say, he did have the funds for food at least. He couldn't remember sampling anything from Lavaridge in years past, but he figured this was as good a time as any.
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It couldn't be bad, not if it compared to the level of quality he expected from the springs...though maybe those weren't two comparable subjects. Jaxon laughed, almost to himself, as his lip tugged upward. "How about we get something good?" He glanced over his shoulder, issuing the comment to his larger companion: to which he received a brief nod accompanied by a swift "Garchomp." Jaxon rolled his eyes, turning his attention back to the path as he wandered through town. "That's what I thought."
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Show him the Lavaridge experience!