Boldly pretend nothing was ongoing, just a mere stroll down the road, away from the fancy place that served her breakfast. Past the quaint bakery near the square. Trash the pumpkin spice latte in the right bin, and keep strolling. Today would be the beginning of a slight journey; a path she had never expected to walk, but would be treading willingly for the first time in forever. What would the Unovan be spending her day doing, you ask?

Catching Pokémon.

She'd heard this route held a variety of types, some more prone to appear than others, yet there were only a select few she had her mind on to catch. All the others she'd just document, and see which ones would allow her to expand on her research. Anything she could use for the new techniques they were developing back at Volta… even though she wasn't supposed to be spending her time on work-related business. Well, not like they'd travel all the way from Castelia City to Hoenn in order to keep an eye on her, so whatever she wanted to do she would, without any scorn! Notebook in hand, Brynn had made Route 115 her new stake-out spot, vividly penning down scientific terms around quickly-doodled drawings of the pokémon she'd encountered, entirely engrossed in her notes.

~ Pumpkin Spice

anastasia clarke  

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