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I held my gauntlet clad hand out, palm up, "Rotom." I said simply, no need for anything else, he already knew what to do.
One second, the palm of my gauntlet was empty, the second there was a sturdy large egg incubation container with a velvety cushion at the bottom, and sitting atop it?
A large stark grey egg.
"One Aerodactyl egg, that'll be a hundred million please." I cheekily grinned back at him.
Lance's eyes widened as soon as the incubated egg ca into view, his jaw dropping and for a mont he just stared, gaping at it.
"Droo." the huge dragonite behind him, warbled and gently pushed him from behind making the champion of both Kanto and Johto take a step closer to .
He laughed a little shakily, before lifting his hands and gently, slowly, ever so gently took the egg from my grasp, "I can't believe It's really happened." Lance licked lips, before tearing his eyes away from the egg in his grasp, to grin happily at , "A hundred million is a cheap price to pay for this, thank you Jord, truly."
He lowered the incubated egg down after staring at it a few more monts with awe and disbelief, happiness and more, before pressing a button on the red belt holding up his black and red bodysuit, and in a blink the egg disappeared.
"Huh, you've got storage tech in your belt?" I asked with interest. That, was actually a good idea, I hadn't thought of that.
I prefer my gauntlet though.
"Indeed, useful stuff isn't it?" he eyed my gauntlet knowingly, as he pressed a button on his belt, and pulled out a phone from it a mont later, "Not quite as imaginative as your way of doing things though, a rotom in a gauntlet. I might have to look into such a thing myself."
"I've patented the idea." I jokingly smirked.
His eyebrows rose, "Well, fair enough I suppose, a little greedy but a good idea on your part." Lance nodded approvingly, making blink.
…Wait, I actually could?
Sothing to do look into later then when I was travelling between regions of try hard bird back.
He looked up and down as he typed away on his phone, "You know Jord, you told you've got quite a lot of shed skin from Dratini and Dragonair right?" he said, before pointing to himself, "You should think about getting so clothing made from it besides the boots, like my bodysuit. I don't want to tell you what to do, but considering you've got involved with legendary pokemon now, the danger has spiked up for you considerably. It would protect your body, the skin is highly resistant to most pokemon attacks and durable enough to block bullets, and or such projectiles."
"Took a lot of bullets have you?" I asked, amused.
"A few," Lance shrugged and casually confird, making blink, "Gun violence used to be a lot more prevalent when I was your age. But even now, you'll still find the odd pirate group who'll fire guns on you alongside attacking you with pokemon."
…Huh.
"Alright, I'll look into it." I took his advice.
Lance nodded in approval, before pressing a button on his phone, "There we go, that's the money transferred to you Jord." he said.
And just as he finished saying so, Rotom beeped, "Confirmation of one hundred million pokedollars being deposited into your account Jord. Current balance: two hundred and thirty million, seven hundred and eighty three thousand, six hundred and eighty seven pokedollars."
I swallowed at the massive number.
It was so beautiful to hear. Was that the language of love? Was it developed in Kalos?
If I et Serena should I get her to whisper such beautiful nurical worlds into my ears as sweet nothings?
"Thanks, pleasure doing business with you old Lancy boy." I laughed in delight.
Lance snorted, "It was indeed," he nodded, before crossing his arms and raising an eyebrow at , "So legendary pokemon huh? Regice, Regirock and Registeel. I have to admit, coming into possession of potent psychic power for a ti or not, I'm impressed."
I snorted, "If you're impressed by that, wait until you see what I caught earlier, and this ti it really was a complete accident and random encounter."
"Sothing more impressive than three legendary pokemon?" Lance's second red brow joined the first, "Now I'm very curious."
"You'll have to wait to see it on my profile, I'm keeping this guy a secret for now otherwise," I laughed, but…since he was here already, I'd love to battle him again, "How about a battle? You can et Regice." I cast an excited grin at the towering Dragonite behind him.
"Tempting, oh so tempting," Lance replied, "I would love to test the might of the legendary Regice, not just it, but Regirock and Registeel as well, it would be glorious…but no, as much as I would love to do it. Considering how much commotion we'd cause in such a battle, we'd have people pouring into the beach and crowding around us."
He pointed a finger at , "When you return to Kanto after your little jaunt to pick up whatever absurd things you foresaw with those psychic powers, I'm going to be waiting for you at the end of the road," he told , "Claim the rest of the gym badges, crush every other competitor during the Indigo League, friend and foe alike. Fight your way through my Kanto Elite Four, and co before Jord and challenge for the championship title of Kanto. That, is what I expect of you, I have high hopes for you after everything I've seen so far."
"You think I can get that far?" I asked, lump forming in my throat for so reason I couldn't quite place.
"Not a doubt," Lance gave a booming boisterous laugh, before giving a conspirative joking wink, "And honestly, between you and , being the champion of both Kanto and Johto, and a mber the of the G-n? It's so much work. I'd welco you surpassing Jord."
"Oh I see how it is, you just want to use to get more free ti to be lazy." I snorted.
"Exactly." he flashed a thumbs up.
That did remind of sothing though.
"On the topic of you being a G-man," I switched the topic, "I was originally holding off because I wanted to capture it for myself. But, after thinking on it, the pokemon I was going to go after would be in no shape to really be a battler."
"Oh?" Lance's eyebrows lowered and the joking atmosphere left him as he turned serious.
"A huge bulbasaur, easily twice the size of a normal one, if not three tis the size, living in the sewers of Trovitopolis in the Orange Islands," I revealed, "It's been living down there for thirty or forty years I'm pretty sure, after it was cast away, abandoned and tossed down there by its trainer. Its trainer, is now the current mayor of Trovitopolis."
"…I see…" Lance nodded simply, the skin around his eyes tightening as his eyes narrowed into a glare, "Understood, I'll deal with it."
He cast a glance at , "Is there anything else like that you've figured out using those psychic powers?"
"A lot," i confird, before shrugging, "It was a ton of info though, and it kinda lingers in the back of my head? I'll just suddenly rember stuff I found out sotis, a lot of it I just subconsciously processed if you get what I an?"
Lance nodded, "I've heard similar things from other psychics, like Will for instance, one of my Johto Elite Four," he replied, reaching over to pat on the shoulder, "Well then, if you do happen to rember any other things like what happened with this poor Bulbasaur, make sure to contact and let know okay? People like this mayor, need to face justice, treating pokemon like that can never be allowed." he bit out angrily.
"For sure!" I agreed with him totally.
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