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[BCOLOR=transparent]Arriving earlier, apparently drifting with the Drifblim sailing across Sinnoh itself. Akito arrived in Pastoria before the clouds and the events. The thing was he was chased out of Pastoria because apparently there was something wrong with Slime. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]They told him, pretty much the same thing any city or town has told him, [/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent]"Either put your Muk in the Pokeball or get out of town"[/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent]. So he had been traveling along the route around Pastoria city. Most of the trainers already knew him. They waved and pleasantly greeted him as he pased by. Few were new and wanted to challenge him. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Until they didn't feel like fighting the moment he took out Slime. He simply didn't get it. Akito was now looking at Slime. Who was looking at him. A bit of grass had choked underneath Slime's body. Except that either Akito was completely oblivious to this fact or that he was somewhere else in the distance of his thoughts he finally came to the conclusion that no one else would come to the conclusion of.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]"You just need a wash Slime," Akito finally told his brother in arms.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]"Grup grup," Slime protested in slimy rebellion. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Akito took out a sponge and a wash bucket from his Pikachu backpack, except that Slime didn't agree with this assessment Akito had made. When he touched the sponge to Slime's body, it only melted away and yet, passersby were watching a man in a monk's outfit throwing gallons of soapy water on a Muk. That only smelled pleasant for about a nanosecond.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Akito put his hand to his chin in thought. He had forgotten something important. Hadn't he? It was slowly coming back to him. The important mission he was on. As a Pokemon sage, he was to purify the darkness coming from Unova. Akito looked at the Great Ball. Slime looked at Akito.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]"Grup grup rawgrup," Muk protested.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]"I must respect the request of the others, we must travel to Unova," Akito told Slime. Slime folded his two arms together at first, but finally accepted being placed into the Great Ball. Wandering into Pastoria town, there were two significant events going on.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]A cranky young man yelling at people, two trainers preparing for a battle, that never came. Mysterious figures Akito didn't like. And then the rest kind of slip his mind. Till the dark clouds began to appear. He looked at the clouds. He didn't need special powers to understand the importance of those clouds.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Whether or not it was liked, Akito simply forgot where he was going and wandered off to follow another young man who said something about Pokemon rangers. That was the last thing Akito remembered. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]They told him, pretty much the same thing any city or town has told him, [/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent]"Either put your Muk in the Pokeball or get out of town"[/BCOLOR][BCOLOR=transparent]. So he had been traveling along the route around Pastoria city. Most of the trainers already knew him. They waved and pleasantly greeted him as he pased by. Few were new and wanted to challenge him. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Until they didn't feel like fighting the moment he took out Slime. He simply didn't get it. Akito was now looking at Slime. Who was looking at him. A bit of grass had choked underneath Slime's body. Except that either Akito was completely oblivious to this fact or that he was somewhere else in the distance of his thoughts he finally came to the conclusion that no one else would come to the conclusion of.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]"You just need a wash Slime," Akito finally told his brother in arms.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]"Grup grup," Slime protested in slimy rebellion. [/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Akito took out a sponge and a wash bucket from his Pikachu backpack, except that Slime didn't agree with this assessment Akito had made. When he touched the sponge to Slime's body, it only melted away and yet, passersby were watching a man in a monk's outfit throwing gallons of soapy water on a Muk. That only smelled pleasant for about a nanosecond.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Akito put his hand to his chin in thought. He had forgotten something important. Hadn't he? It was slowly coming back to him. The important mission he was on. As a Pokemon sage, he was to purify the darkness coming from Unova. Akito looked at the Great Ball. Slime looked at Akito.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]"Grup grup rawgrup," Muk protested.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]"I must respect the request of the others, we must travel to Unova," Akito told Slime. Slime folded his two arms together at first, but finally accepted being placed into the Great Ball. Wandering into Pastoria town, there were two significant events going on.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]A cranky young man yelling at people, two trainers preparing for a battle, that never came. Mysterious figures Akito didn't like. And then the rest kind of slip his mind. Till the dark clouds began to appear. He looked at the clouds. He didn't need special powers to understand the importance of those clouds.[/BCOLOR]
[BCOLOR=transparent]Whether or not it was liked, Akito simply forgot where he was going and wandered off to follow another young man who said something about Pokemon rangers. That was the last thing Akito remembered. [/BCOLOR]