Perry Sterling
Rustboro City, The Streets of Rustboro
Affected RPers: Sieses

After much prodding on Chloe's part, her trainer reluctantly decided to investigate the source of the sound. After a final survey of the lobby of the Devon Corporation in case he had overlooked anything useful in the last five sweeps, Perry was ready to head out. But before he could take a second step, he felt a familiar tugging at his leg. He looked down to see his Pachirisu holding what appeared to be an old PokéNav and barely holding in her excitement about the find. Perry sighed and took it off of her paws, while Pickup was a useful ability to have after societal collapse, it did have the unfortunate effect of turning his Pokémon into a pack rat.

The trainer opened up the device without expecting much, and wasn't disappointed. Though their catchy jingles had pronounced otherwise, it was clear that the Pokémon Navigator, the so-called essential tool for trainers, could not survive the end of the world. The screen of the device was cracked down the middle, and when the display was pressed, colorful ripples shot out from the point of impact. Its power cell was dead and there was no way to recharge it with Hoenn's power plants abandoned. Still, Perry couldn't throw it away, not in front of Chloe at least, so he put it into his backpack while congratulating his Pachirisu on a useful find. It had the potential to be very useful, considering both the Match Call feature and the map installed in it, but the trainer couldn't begin to decide how he could fix it.

Picking up his Electric Pokémon and placing her on his shoulder before she could locate any more junk, the trainer walked through the door and out into the street. Chloe chattered quietly in his ear and pointed to the source of the noise she had heard, a boarded up building that once served as Rustboro's prestigious Trainer School. Knowing that stealth was not his strongest suit, Perry entered the front door of the building with his hands away from his body, palms out in what he hoped was the universal sign for "Please, don't kill me."

Perry and his Pokémon had done this many a time and had decided on a plan whenever they ventured into potential danger. If the situation turned threatening, Chloe would unleash a blinding Discharge attack and the duo would beat a hasty retreat. But instead of the pack of hockey-mask wearing bikers he had been expecting, the trainer found himself looking at a rather small girl sitting in her chair while a Houndoom stood at her side. Still, Perry and his Pachirisu didn't let their guard down. The girl's unreadable face was not altogether reassuring and the mere fact that she could raise a Pokémon known for its viciousness meant that there was little doubt that she was no victim.

As Chloe bristled on his shoulder, Perry stepped into the building's shade. "I come in peace," he said, feeling almost as lame as he sounded.