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It was a quiet, early afternoon in the central part of the region, in fact, it felt like everything in this central part of the Hoenn Region was quiet… Too quiet for his liking… Tadashi had noticed that in his traveling, coming to the Hoenn Region not too terribly long ago, that things seemed to be a bit more rural, a bit more spread out, it was easy for things to seem calm and serene and quiet… Which he could only take for so long really. Everything was blurry and fuzzy around him, he could hardly even make out Cassio’s figure beside him as they sat together, heaving a sigh as he sprawled out on Nanghi’s broad back. The elephant’s cool skin was welcoming in the heat of the sun above them, which also seemed to be another common trope of this particular region, the weather was a lot less diverse than it was in other parts of the world…
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”It feels like we’ve been out here forever… There’s nothing around us,” Tadashi groaned, and while he was saying that facetiously, getting a bit bored of the lack of stimuli, he could also say that with great accuracy. With his incredible hearing, the only sounds that he’d caught on to for their entire trek through this central part of the region were just that of wild Pokemon… No voices, no passersby, no buildings or the sounds of footsteps on paved walkways, nothing. Beneath him though, as Nanghi continued her steady pace over the worn dusty pathway, she huffed with a brush of her ears and a whip of her tail, as though to say that Tadashi was blaming their lacking surroundings on the pace that she had been going.
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”Hey now, that’s not what I meant,” Tadashi commented, and he reached over with a hand and patted at her smooth skin, trying to set her at ease, but something caught his attention… Something off in the distance…
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”Wow, what is that smell,” he breathed, taking in the smell that was wafting over the air, and Cassio too lifted his head starting to catch the scent of something they were coming near. Even Ostinato who had been snoozing off to the side, twitching flipper and open muzzled, started to stir at something that was catching his attention. Nanghi continued on the path that she had been traveling on as the smell only continued to get stronger, it was someone’s excellent and delectable smelling cooking.

# Thomas Benoit