[attr="class","body"] He was feeling more and more exhausted as of late. The duties of a captain hung heavy on narrow shoulders. Often, he wondered if he was necessarily fit for this. No matter how much he cared about the state of the environment around them, or the Pokémon that inhabited it, he seemed to come up short. There was always something else to do, and there were many more aspects of the job that felt less involved with the outdoors and more focused on delegation and local bureaucracy.[break][break]

so any chance he could manage to slip away from his desk at the Petalburg HQ was one he’d seize upon like his life depended on it. And there was just…something fond about patrolling with the rookies and new recruits that found their way into their numbers.[break][break]

This will be good, he told himself as he waited by the route sign for 104. Juno sprawled in the grass by his feet—the leafeon content to sun herself as long as she could while they waited for the new recruit. Gwendolyn, if he was remembering the name on the memo properly. This’ll be just as good for me as it is experience for her. she reemphasized it in his mind like a mantra.[break][break]

Like an encouragement. Like when he’d been fresh out the gate and eager and enthusiastic, and all the things he was struggling to conjure these days. Just to himself, though, of course. No one else need know he was anything but his typical, sunny self.

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flying/water // Gwendolyn Conway

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