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…Where the hell am I?
…
…Oh, I’m back in the Poké Center.
You slowly get up from your bed, wincing a little bit in pain as you look at your surroundings. Seems like your jacket is on a coat rack, but as far as you can tell, your Poké Balls are nowhere to be found. You take a few moments to recollect your thoughts.
…
You’re alive, right? Surely this isn’t some sort of purgatory where you’re just waiting to be evaluated or something—
Born: “Yo, Idéa—”
Idéa: “AHHH!”
Born: “...”
Idéa: “...”
Born: “...We really gotta work on that, but it sounds like you’re all better now!”
Idéa: “Soooo, I’m not dead then?”
Born: “No? You think I’d let you die? Under my watch?”
Idéa: “That’s… not what I meant.”
Born: “...”
Idéa: “Sorry, I don’t really remember what happened…”
Born: “...”
Idéa: “...”
Born: “Well, after you defeated the Haxorus with a Dragon Pulse, Jeho came around and took care of the rest; I teleported both of us outta there with my Backtrack Rope, and here we are.”
Idéa: “Who’s Jeho? ”
Born: “The guy that interrupted my battle with the Riolu guy. He might be strange, but he’s been guarding the Floor Fields for a while now. I respect the guy, if anything.”
Idéa: “Ahh, okay— wait, how’s your arm doing?”
Just like before, Born waves around his bandaged-up right arm like it’s nothing.
Born: “Heh. Nothing to worry about. I used to play with Dragons all the time, so it’s whatever. Also, here you go.”
He hands you a Poké Ball containing a Noibat.
Idéa: “Wait what—”
Born: “Did you think I would forget about getting you a Dragon?”
Idéa: “...Actually, I completely forgot about that part.”
Born: “...”
Idéa: “...”
Born: “C’mon, let’s get going. Your Pokémon are on the first floor; they should’ve recovered by now.”
Idéa: “W-wait, where are we going?”
You can tell that Born mentally facepalmed himself as he stares at you with a very disappointed look.
Born: “Don’t tell me you forgot…?”
…I have no idea what he’s talking about—
Born: “You graduated from D-rank; so, we’re gonna get some ice cream!”