Post by fruitcup on Jan 14, 2010 23:21:00 GMT
Milly may have not saw school life as being for her, but she would have to admit that this place looked kind of cool. She was sure that the staff were friendly and the Trainers nice. But that was just her being optimistic- You couldn't tell these things simply by the outside of a building.
And so she would go inside the building to test her theory. Yes, a few quick steps and going in were all it took.
The inside was nice in itself, but in that waiting area way. Like how the waiting room in a doctor's office is nice; It might have been clean, but you could still see the patients worries from where they were sitting.
But this didn't faze Milly. She walked over to the receptionist and pushed the little bell on her desk. Before they had a chance to say anything, Milly spoke.
"Hiyah! I'm Millisaur Everts and I'm here to sign in. What do I need to do?"
She was smiling. It was one of those large, excited grins that no one could keep in control. And why would she want to? She was going to get formal Training, learn stuff about Pokemon that she had never breamed she would, and then eventually actually be a Trainer. Why, she and Rice would....
She had forgotten about Rice. The little Poochyena was still in his Pokeball, when he probably needed to be out here with her. After all, the receptionist probably needed to see him for some type of documentation!
Pulling a small, sticker covered Pokeball from her belt (Which was cleverly hidden by her un-tucked shirt) she called the little Poochyena out. He appeared rather annoyed, and a red bow was on his head.
And so she would go inside the building to test her theory. Yes, a few quick steps and going in were all it took.
The inside was nice in itself, but in that waiting area way. Like how the waiting room in a doctor's office is nice; It might have been clean, but you could still see the patients worries from where they were sitting.
But this didn't faze Milly. She walked over to the receptionist and pushed the little bell on her desk. Before they had a chance to say anything, Milly spoke.
"Hiyah! I'm Millisaur Everts and I'm here to sign in. What do I need to do?"
She was smiling. It was one of those large, excited grins that no one could keep in control. And why would she want to? She was going to get formal Training, learn stuff about Pokemon that she had never breamed she would, and then eventually actually be a Trainer. Why, she and Rice would....
She had forgotten about Rice. The little Poochyena was still in his Pokeball, when he probably needed to be out here with her. After all, the receptionist probably needed to see him for some type of documentation!
Pulling a small, sticker covered Pokeball from her belt (Which was cleverly hidden by her un-tucked shirt) she called the little Poochyena out. He appeared rather annoyed, and a red bow was on his head.