Post by Orion Alim-Verdi on Jan 16, 2018 19:54:11 GMT -8
Orion yawned as he walked through the streets of Caravella. He’d gotten there for work a bit too early and was now wholeheartedly regretting it. There was enough time to teleport home but not enough time to crawl back into bed and be up again, so what was even the point of that, heh. Nah, he’d just… stop in somewhere and grab some coffee on his way to try and jumpstart his brain.
At his side was a new not-quite-dog Pokemon in the form of a rather interested if uncertain Chikorita. She was a recent hatch from Marcie’s ranch and a rather young Pokemon overall. The effort in keeping her out and walking her at this stage was important as socialization would determine the rest of her natural life in many ways but…. Right then she was mostly just pressed firmly up against his legs and very uncomfortable with straying too far. Every hundred feet or so, he’d reach down to pet her and make sure she was still there (As if he couldn’t feel her learning against his legs like that. Really, child, stop that.)
Mmmmmm oh look. There was a café he hadn’t actually been in in almost a year of being here. Caravella offered entirely too many choices and opportunities of this nature, but this always did ensure that something was open— usually. Wandering up to the store, he’d push open the glass door and step inwards (his Chikorita following right after and nearly getting the door closed on her because of the way she entered, really stop that.)
Wandering up to the counter, Orion rubbed over the lower part of his face slowly. “Mmmmm do you still have any of the holiday blends in?” he asked knowing most cafés had those right about now. “Ah— and something for Grass type Pokemon specifically?” Might as well feed her while he was at it.
Alexander Hawke