"Funny you say that"
Give her a second to rummage through her pockets… where did she put--
"Ah."
At last! She pulls out a grand total of FOUR Ice Stones, smirking while she shoves them in Steven's hands.
"You're welcome."
"Alola? Sounds wonderful. Find any new partners out there? Get any of those Ice Stones that are common around there? I've got one or two, but a few more for collection purposes would be ideal!"
Ah yes, rock discussion. If a stone could be inserted into conversation it always would be.
Especially if it helped avoid work talk.
@picavecalyx:
Sapphire!! How do you feel about Devon corp? [ ACCEPTING ]
“…ah. I forgot I was suppoesd to be there for a sponsor last week, woops.
Eeeh. They pay good for the TV spots, and it’s fun to chat with The Stoners:tm: every now nad then.”
The Stoners are literally Champion Steven and his dad CEO Mr.Stone.
"Yep, those."
A chuckle, and she fixes a bit more the weight onto her shoulders, keeping a smile.
"Nothing wrong with liking them, y'know? A good friend of mine is reeeeeally into them too."
"I did. My big boy, behind me, actually won pretty much all the medals in the Toughness ranks back then, but we kinda realized we weren't into that stuff at all. Battling is funnier... even if the faces of the jury when someone decides to explode is always fun."
"Paperwork sucks, pretty much. I know that much." He had to deal with plenty of it as a Kahuna. It was just so mind numbingly boring...
"Into that stuff? Contests you mean?" Busted... "Well, I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to participate in one just once... It looks so cool and fancy. Have you ever done them?"
"Ah, no probs, my guy."
She's-- she's giving a thumbs up. She's holding on that giant ass bag and she's giving a thumbs up as if it was nothing. Girl what's your diet.
"That was kinda the point of this vacay, actually" she fixes the bag a little more, trotting behind them "Trekking and the battle tree. Aaaand maybe some Mantine surfing? Like, I knooow it's a tourist trap, but" a chuckle "consider me trapped, yeah?"
Oh that's. A ton of bags???
Hau is pretty impressed by the Blaziken's strength-- And sapphire's, too.
"Follow me. And if I need to help carry anything, let me know." Hau turns on his heel, starting to walk in the direction he remembered it being in.
"It's a bit of a trek, truth be told. But it's pretty worth it from what I've heard."
Well, that was easy.
It's always fun to run into big legendary Champions out of the blue. They're all the same: chill and cool with battles, and ready to have a little bit of fun. At least, as long as nobody was there to watch. Sapphire would've loved to have an audience, but when it came to some big boy like Red it was much better to have as little distractions as possible.
And as little stuff to destroy as possible.
"Neat-o."
Message loud and clear. We're battling, folks! We're playing all the toys we want. A hand went to her pockets as the other kept playing with her own Pokèball, waddling away to make sure they'd have enough space for their Pokèmon to have all the space necessary to have fun.
"Got any preference, buddy? Like, can I use Megaevos? Six Pokes or do we go one on one?"
@whereskymeetsea "Heyyy bucko. Heard you're a big deal, yeah?" She knows who he is. And she's sure he knows who she is. She's holding a pokeball in her hand. "Wanna play toys with me?"
Oh, he knows exactly who she is. Who wouldn’t? The stories ran wild together with his own, and going missing for three years don’t make them disappear. He recovered all the missing pieces one day he tentatively went to the town’s library - old newspapers kept as relics, and read all in a single hour by him. You simply can’t not know who Sapphire is.
And he’s so glad they happened in the same place at the same time.
Just seeing her makes a chill of excitement run down his spine - and seeing her hold a Pokéball sends another one, a much needed smile appearing on his lips. Wanna play toys with me? she asks, and his reply is as silent and as clear as he’s ever been: he takes out a Pokéball from his own belt, throws it up in the air, and catches it again with a firm grip. Oh, he loves playing toys.