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WHO: polarisation, funwithdark and probably swatwithdragons.
WHAT: PKMNTRNR Sefton meets Elite Four member Sidney. Hilarious fluff ensues.
WHERE: Blackthorn City, Johto.
WHEN: Late October 1994. Sefton is 12, Lance is 20, Sidney is 28.
Quite frankly, Sidney was curious. Well, curious wasn't quite the right term. Maybe 'intensely curious'. See, he'd come along with his bitty brother Will to get the psychic settled in with the Johto Elites and helping to out the Rockets' pocketed people from the government, and an intensely distracted Lance had asked for Sidney's expertise in Blackthorn City. And then got interrupted by an underling. It was rude.
But mostly it left Sidney intensely curious and completely ignorant, hence the reason he was strolling up a narrow, winding cobblestone path toward the gym, cutting through a district. At least it was a nice day out; quite sunny, really, if not warm.
Which was why it caught his attention when there was a flash of light off something bright, and he turned to see a glalie trying to hide from the sun and not give itself--and its trainer--away. They were, apparently, lurking in another offshoot of the alley, hidden behind the walls and the short stone wall, so they could watch the people on the main road.
More to the point, the kid's hair was blue.
Adjusting his course with a grin, Sidney strolled up behind the kid and said cheerfully, "Nice day, isn't it?"
WHAT: PKMNTRNR Sefton meets Elite Four member Sidney. Hilarious fluff ensues.
WHERE: Blackthorn City, Johto.
WHEN: Late October 1994. Sefton is 12, Lance is 20, Sidney is 28.
Quite frankly, Sidney was curious. Well, curious wasn't quite the right term. Maybe 'intensely curious'. See, he'd come along with his bitty brother Will to get the psychic settled in with the Johto Elites and helping to out the Rockets' pocketed people from the government, and an intensely distracted Lance had asked for Sidney's expertise in Blackthorn City. And then got interrupted by an underling. It was rude.
But mostly it left Sidney intensely curious and completely ignorant, hence the reason he was strolling up a narrow, winding cobblestone path toward the gym, cutting through a district. At least it was a nice day out; quite sunny, really, if not warm.
Which was why it caught his attention when there was a flash of light off something bright, and he turned to see a glalie trying to hide from the sun and not give itself--and its trainer--away. They were, apparently, lurking in another offshoot of the alley, hidden behind the walls and the short stone wall, so they could watch the people on the main road.
More to the point, the kid's hair was blue.
Adjusting his course with a grin, Sidney strolled up behind the kid and said cheerfully, "Nice day, isn't it?"