Syrrus
Wishful bard
Lance blinked as he got pulled along by the surprisingly strong little girl by the hand. He hadn't expected her to be this excited about traveling around with him, after all he had sort of forced her to do so. Dragonite seemed to be just as excited as he bounced after his trainer and their new friend, growling to the Dedenne that appeared, happily.
Lance assumed that Dragonite was extra happy because he could finally talk to some new faces. The Dragon Master did admit to himself that he indeed did miss the time when he caught and trained pokemon himself, but after becoming part of the Elite Four he sure had almost no time doing so and even if he did there was little point as his team had to be the set six of which he had chosen a long time ago. Not that he ever wanted to replace any of them.
Lance looked around as they walked towards one of the houses. It looked empty to him but so did the entire village if he had to be honest. He was used to the big dome that was the Gym and he was also used to live in a big city, top floor in the tallest building. He did indeed miss his home something awfully. "Is someone actually home?" He asked, frowning slightly.
Lance assumed that Dragonite was extra happy because he could finally talk to some new faces. The Dragon Master did admit to himself that he indeed did miss the time when he caught and trained pokemon himself, but after becoming part of the Elite Four he sure had almost no time doing so and even if he did there was little point as his team had to be the set six of which he had chosen a long time ago. Not that he ever wanted to replace any of them.
Lance looked around as they walked towards one of the houses. It looked empty to him but so did the entire village if he had to be honest. He was used to the big dome that was the Gym and he was also used to live in a big city, top floor in the tallest building. He did indeed miss his home something awfully. "Is someone actually home?" He asked, frowning slightly.