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[attr="class","star2tsu4"]"How's this chassis suit ya, Chuchu?"[break][break]

Baki slaps the wheel with a laugh, eliciting a purr from the engine in response. [break][break]

"Thought ya might like it! Knew you were beginning to feel naked without one!"[break][break]

The Revavroom is more than eager to give all his energy, to pour its heart and soul into powering something. In that way, he's much like the girl.[break][break]

Fitted into the chassis of an old junker of a pickup truck sitting on a buncha cinder-blocks and forgotten to rust and the elements, Baki had managed to save up what was left of her first few meager paychecks acting as secretary to Councilwoman freya morningstar to purchase the beauty off a local, a hefty 100 PD. All it needed was four wheels and an engine -- and she happened to have the Revavroom already. [break][break]

The bumpy ride isn't as smooth as Navy's new truck. Reminds her of Michael Navidson's old one, as a matter of fact. Old as sin. Much as he treasured it, it was about time he got a new one. The man needed that change of pace, to keep up with a world all to eager to leave him behind.[break][break]

"Our maiden voyage, huh? How ya feel? Comfy? Better get used to this, I'm gonna need somethin'. Can't keep borrowing Navy's keys all the time, eventually he's gonna notice."[break][break]

The Gym Leader was much too busy with League business to notice these trips out to the countryside, but eventually even he'd notice the speedometer had changed, the radio station was switched off his dad rock stations, or maybe his seat was pulled all the way forward. Swiping his keys when he was outta town for the weekend wasn't the best solution, for the simpel fact that eventually there was gonna be a weekend that man wasn't working. Even a workaholic needed a day off. [break][break]

"Looks like the wilderness is comin' back, huh?"[break][break]

Tulip guns his engine in response, scaring away a flock of Taillow perched in the tree above it as Baki pulls into a spot just before the cave entrance. She clicks her tongue in disappointment, watching them fly before she turns the keys off. [break][break]

Since the battle that took place in the depths of the cave, wild pokemon had been slow to return, but with the passage of time they'd begun to crop up again. That was the girl's business here. Keeping tabs on the cave, the self-appointed guardian of the island's wildlife. Even if the Rangers had better things to do, she sure didn't. [break][break]

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