Post by Mituna Captor on Nov 27, 2012 2:21:46 GMT
Rolling around Fuchsia City aimlessly, the male had loosely put on his helmet over his head before taking off. He seemed to have quite the amount of free time recently and while that's dandy, it made his life seem slow-paced. Not like that didn't happen before, but in Nimbasa City there was always something there to look forward to. Here, he wasn't quite sure anymore. It wasn't as if he had a certain goal in mind either to try and accomplish right now. He should probably write down that he should try catching some pokemon later on to at least kill the monotonous week.
Where exactly was he anyway? He glanced over to the messenger bag tied around his waist flopping its flap with the breeze. He couldn't remember exactly what he had in his inventory but he was willing to bet that there had to be a map somewhere in there. Even small parts of it at the bottom. He attempted to keep pushing himself forward as he slipped a hand in to rummage for the map.
God did he have a lot of shit in this thing.
He furrowed his eyebrows and hissed at it, continuing the hissing as he rode along. Maybe organizing this thing wouldn't be that bad of an idea. Not that it'd stay that way but it had to be easier to manage than this at least.
