Waiting for the First Gym Battle.[Open]

[Kc Roberts.]

The white-haired boy streched his arms lazyily as he walked into the Pokemon Centre, yawning slightly. A small Growlithe jogged beside him, wagging his tail slowly as he walked. It was morning. Some-what early, Kc him-self would call it. But hey, it was only ten A.M. It wasn't that bad, now was it? Well, perosnally to him it was. He would have rather woken up at noon than have to get up when the sun rose. Sure, he slept comfortable with Pokemon atop him the night before, so why should it matter? But of course, for one who practicaly lived the rish life - though usually discarded it - up until last week, yeah, it was pretty un-usual for him to wake up this early in the morning. Was it like this for all trainers? Boy he sure hoped not.

Though hoping wouldn't get him far, now would it?

"Hello," he said kindly as he reached the front desk of the Pokemon Centre, practicaly taking out his other two Pokeballs as he walked. Nurse Joy gave a slightly smile in return.

"I take it your here you get your Pokemon healed?" she asked with a slight nod. Boy, did she seem overly-nice! Or, at least, that's what Kc thought at first glance. But then again, nurses were usually supposed to be nice to their patients. Why, Kc would never know.

"Yes please," Kc nodded, gently putting the two Pokeballs he had on the counter. Fang wouldn't need any healing, Kc him self thought. Fang was always by his side, though never got into any battles latly. Of course, they would have to train in order to defeat this town's Gym. Who wouldn't, of course?

The nurse gave a poliet nod before taking the Pokeballs, and placing them gently on cart. Instantly, a Chansey came out of the swinging double doors - Kc could tell the Pokemon out because his oldest sister had one from being a Co-Ordinator - clutching the handle bar of the cart and quickly taking the Pokeballs in back. Like his Pokemon needed intensive care, but it was still nice to get them healed before they started training. Kc gave another yawn before turning and walking over towards the seats that practically stuck to/against the walls and sitting down, Fang close behind at his trainer's heels. Kc practically slumped down with his hands in his jacket pockets, Fang sitting at his trainer's fet and looking around.

How long would this take, anyway?

[Gamoc]

After a little bit of time, a light turned on outside the door and the nurse joy came out with the pokeballs, smiling her usual smile. The pokemon had been completely healed in a very short time. They weren't exactly unhealthy, so it was a very quick process for the pokemon. The pokeballs were on a tray that she carried and placed down on the counter for the trainer to grab.

"Your pokemon were healthy enough. There was a bit of touching up here and there for the pokemon, but I would recommend letting them rest for a little while before going out with them. You don't want to strain them too hard for the sake of battle." She said, knowing that that probably would not end up happening. Few trainers gave their pokemon a proper amount of time to rest, which is why many do not make it very far...or at least she thought so.

Stepping towards the computer, she typed in something and out printed a piece of paper. She ripped it out of the printer and placed it on the tray.

"You are free to use any of our facilities if you would like! You have a nice day."