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Post by Laurence Anderson on Jan 10, 2020 20:38:00 GMT
He did promise one thing.
That he was going to go after that one particular badge. Even if the ‘driving force’ that initially made him decide on doing this in the first place was no longer around the region, there was still the air of… ‘unfinished business’ to say the least that hung around Lars whenever he thought of the Lavaridge Gym.
He knew as much as anyone else that the Gym also doubled as the local hot springs, but he wasn’t here to take a bath. At least, not when he had a bone to pick. Several, in fact.
Making sure that he had enough Pokémon with him, he made his way over, without so much as a warning, and let himself into the Gym proper.
“I’m here, I’ve come for that challenge, I think it’s long overdue,” he called out, hoping that this would get Stormy’s attention. Sure, they currently weren’t seeing each other eye to eye because of… certain things that had happened, but needless to say he had fish to fry (literally and figuratively).
It was time to settle this once and for all.
Maybe close the door properly on those wretched feelings that had made a mess of him and turned him into Hoenn’s saltiest man alive… at least until someone had come by to unofficially take the crown from him, in a figurative sense. At least he wasn’t as salty as he was before.