satoko yukisho ;; [snow-laden beginnings]

[M E N O;;]

It was funny how one thing could change someone's mood entirely, it was more peculiar then odd really, and made him realize how easy someone's who mind perceiving could change, it helped him realize how foolish some people can be at times. Although, if people wavered beliefs and thoughts so easily and quickly like how leaves turn in the wind, then this world would be onslaught with chaos, thus maybe there were some people who didn't enjoy those little things, and were stubborn to the very end.

For this aspiring coordinator, it was the frozen tears of the sky of which it shed so fortuitously, snow to be exact. It could turn his whole day from bad to good, and set a serene smile upon his face, he hadn't know why the bright snowflakes had filled him with bliss that day, and possibly he didn't want to know, just to enjoy it. The white flecks dancing in the sky, mesmerizing, oh thank the sky that winter was upon them, Yuki wouldn't want it either way. Summer was too hot, and Spring was too damp, Autumn's weathers were erratic, but Yukisho could never find a fault with winter, flawless in everyway.

Today had been the day which Satoko Yukisho would finally cease his side-lined watched journey and start one of his own, it was nerve-racking for sure, but Yukisho had experience of watching and learning so much, that he was confident enough not to worry about the future. Though the past did decide to raise itself from the deluge of Yuki's thoughts, thoughts of his mother and how is she now, and then the bitter thoughts of the hateful glares, it wasn't something Yuki enjoyed thinking about, none the least.

He didn't know where he was at the time, or where exactly the nearest Pokemon Lab would be located at, however he thought his lucked had changed when a middle-aged man had offered him a ride across the sea, because certainly where he was no Lab was located in.

"Hey, miss are you looking for a way to get across the sea? Sorry, but the S.S. Anne has already departed, but I could give you a ride in my boat, for a price..."
The man had a sly grin on his face, which Yukisho didn't approve of, worse yet, this was going to cost him something, just great. Wait, did he just call him miss? Maybe he had mistaken, and decided to brush the comment off.

"How much?"
The snowy-haired boy narrowed his gleaming fuchsia eyes towards the man, he didn't look well-dressed, tarnished jeans with various holes, and a stained wife-beater clung to his body unflatteringly, how could he wear that in such weather?

"Well, for a pretty girl like you, maybe I could let you on for free..."
The man then turned around and signaled with his hand for Yukisho to follow him, towards a pristine white boat was docked. Hff, the boat looked better then he did.

Yuki clenched his teeth at the 'pretty girl' remark, but then he decided if he didn't have to pay the price, he could act for a little while, it was worth it. Swaying his hips slightly, he walked unto the stranger's boat, and settled himself along the starboard seats. Play the part, play the part...
"I'm Yuki, thanks for being so generous."
Yukisho tried his best to higher his voice, though his mind couldn't stop laughing, it was hard to control himself to this point, but he took a deep breath. This had been the only and free way across, Yuki would just have to deal.

"Satoshi Kimura, now hold on, miss."
As he introduced himself, he started up the boat and departed from the dock. Yukisho was quite surprised with the speed of the boat, it was skimming across the water quite swiftly. Luckily for him the winter weather hadn't frozen over the water, just yet.
Enjoying the frost-fulled breeze, Yukisho kept catching his reflection in the quickly passing water....Do I really look like a girl?

Sooner then Yukisho has suspected the speed boat had docked on the opposite side of the body of water.
"Here we are, Chartreuse Town, have a nice day, miss Yuki."
Satoshi had bowed ungracefully as Yukisho departed from the boat, happy to touch dry land again, but moreso happy to get away from the suspected lech.

"Thank-you..."
Yukisho nodded, walking, swaying his hips lightly again, attempted to impersonate the opposite sex.
"Oh, and by the way...I'm a guy." Yukisho added slyly, and let out a small laugh, however he didn't turn around to see Satoshi's response expression, but he could imagine, and it was just too funny.

Brushing some stray snow particles away, the aspiring coordinator glance around the village before he began to walk, this time in a normal fashion. It looked peaceful enough, a quaint little hamlet, he wondered if he preferred places like this, compared to big cities like Celedon and Goldenrod. The Lab wasn't hard to spot, and Yuki thought maybe his luck was really good today, in a sense. If he was even luckier, possibly that Lab would be giving out Pokemon, it was worth a try right?

And thus, Yukisho took a slow-paced walk towards the village, taking various stops to enjoy the winter scenery, or to gaze peacefully at the playing children. It looked like this place knew no poor nor rich, and Yuki started to wish he grew up here, where it looked like everyone was equal. As he reached the Lab during his languid walk, it was apparent that he wasn't very impatient to receive his first pokemon, taking small steps up the walk-way the posted list caught his eye. So I guess, his luck was good today. Grabbing his chin thoughtfully, Yukisho peered at the list for which seemed like forever, methodically going through all of them, listing their flaws and pros, he wouldn't want to choose and regret his choice, now would he?

First Azurill, water-type, cute...evolves into Marill, then Azumarill. Hm, this would be a good choice for various contests, with its skill with water and appealing looks.

Second Pichu, electric-type, cute one again. Pikachu, then Raichu. Strong and fast, but I don't exactly like this one...

Igglybuff and Cleffa, both normal and very cute, though their evolve forms, Cleffary and Jigglypuff are elusive. Interesting.

Smoochum...Ah! An ice type, and psychic! What a catch, it's cute too...Evolves into Jynx.
Oh my, like I'm not feminine enough.

Elekid and Magby, not very appealing, nor are their evolve forms.

Bonsly, deceptive rock type, I'm not too fond of rocks...

Mime Jr and Munchlax, one psychic and one normal, Mr. Mime and Snorlax.
All these Pokemon are so peculiar.

Careful shuffling through various thoughts, it took a while, but Yuki came to a firm decision, well firm enough. Taking a soft breath, he lifted a gangly hand and knocked on the door. Tch, if getting this far had been such an ordeal of an adventure, Yukisho could only imagine what would come next.

[Sprite]

"Hush, hush," the professor's voice repeated over and over again. Once again he was having trouble keeping up with this lifestyle. Single parent to newborn twins and a professor. currently he was working on getting his daughter into her PJs for a nice nap. A nap in which he could get some work done. The Lab was in awful condition as he found himself with no time to clean up. As he finally finished, the child began to cry even louder. "Food? You want food?" he questioned as he ran over to a bottle he had already made incase either of the two woke up from the nap. He was far too young to do all of this alone. He was a professor in his young twenties, the youngest by far.

The knock came as he was feeding the newborn girl. The professor made his way to the door with the girl in one arm and the bottle sitting on her tummy so he could open the door. He opened it to see a boy. "Came for your first pokemon?" the professor assumed as he looked around the room. There was a chair infront of his desk and he motioned to it. "Sit down please." The proper thing would have been to go back into the attached house and put the child in her crib so that he'd be free to help this boy. But he wasn't the most normal of all professors. Not in the slightest. He sat himself down in his chair as he feed the baby in his arms. "The list is there incase you didn't see. Which would you like?" That was when he realised that the boy had never really confirmed whether he was here to get a pokemon so the professor quickly added on, "Unless you aren't here for a pokemon?"

[M E N O;;]

This 'beginning' the 'adventure was going quite well, Yukisho had decided that, but then decided not to underestimate the circumstances, he'd barely started at all! Yet, nothing had gone wrong just yet, so he couldn't jynx his luck. Aside from that, it had been tolerable, everything had gone at a languid pace, which the snowy-haired male enjoyed so much. Along with the white crystalline particles dancing out of the sky, the day seemed too perfect, and because of that something had to go wrong today, that's just how things worked.

Letting a yawn escape his lips and allowing his arms to stretch far above his head, Yuki was quite surprised when someone answered the door. Though he didn't know why he was surprised, that's what people were supposed to do when you knocked, perhaps it was the young child cradled in the young arm's which started him, or possibly Yukisho's skittish nature with shining through. Whatever the matter, the aspiring Coordinator didn't see a purpose to disagree with the Professor's offer to seat himself, getting off his feet sounded nice anyway.

Following the other male into the Lab, Yukisho took the time to silent inspect the area. To his dismay, the facility didn't look quite professional, quite the opposite actually. Unkempt and cluttered, Yuki didn't quite know what to perceive of this place. However, it did seem like a family was functioned here so they may have been the reason, though it was difficult to come to an absolute answer.

Seating himself carefully, Yukisho watched as the man fed the baby while asking him questions, even neglecting to introducing himself. He looked far too young to be the father of the child, perhaps an older brother baby-sitting for his parents, or possibly even an uncle. In spite of all that he looked quite flustered, was he all alone here? Of course he was, or someone else would've taken the child, also the place wouldn't look like a herd of Tauros had stampede through here.

"I did see the list, yes....And, yes I am here for a Pokemon, however..."
Satoko Yukisho thought for a moment, before continuing.
"Would you like some assistance, sir?" Of course Yuki was completely sure that this man was the Professor, but he was offering him a Pokemon, which was a pretty sure chance that he was, either that or an aide.
Yukisho wasn't completely sure on why he offered to help either, maybe it was because his day was going so good, that he offered something back, it only felt right. Placing a pristine strand of hair behind his ear, he gazed at the man questioningly with those gleaming fuchsia eyes of his.

[Sprite]

Professor Willow could see the 'look' in Yuki's eyes. It was a 'look' that he had been getting a lot recently. So perhaps he could clarify the boy's curiousity. "I am Professor Willow, even if I am younger than all the other Professors. I am a first-time single father to twins." It was a small introduction that hopefully answered the boy's questions. "Taking care of them plus being a professor doesn't leave much time for cleaning as you can see." He added that little tidbit just for fun.

Finally the Professor moved onto Yukisho's question. "Nah, I'm fine. But would you mind holding her when I go get your pokemon?" The professor lifted the girl and the bottle and handed the two over. He nearly began to walk off to get the starter when he realised he had no clue which starter the boy wanted. Yukisho had never really answered that part. "Um, which pokemon?" Professor Willow asked politely with a grin.

[M E N O;;]

Although this hadn't been the ideal meeting between an aspiring coordinator and a Professor, Yukisho didn't complain, for he knew it could be a whole lot worse. He could've landed in a city without a Lab, or he could've found a Lab that wasn't handing out Pokemon, or in the worst situation he could still be on Satoshi's boat, ick. And thus, Yukisho was grateful.

Yuki nodded along softly as the defined Professor Willow spoke, smiling lightly that the clouds of questions were starting to disperse and that answers were able to shine through, Yukisho disliked being in the dark.
"It's an honor to meet you, Professor Willow, I am Yukisho Satoko."
The young boy nodded deeply in respect, before continuing.
"And if I do say so myself, what you are doing is very admirable."
Honestly Yukisho could never imagine himself taking care of plethoras of Pokemon, while acting as a suffcient father, it seemed difficult as it seemed also un-appealing.

"Oh..! Ah, alright."
Seeing no reason, nor no time to argue, Yuki carefully took the infant and its food in his arms. He had never done this before, actually it was a rare chance that he was near young children, but he could tolerate, if just for a little bit.
"Ah, right...Smoochum, if it isn't too much trouble."
Yuki had decided that Smoochum, although quite 'girly' in a sense, was an dual ice-type and psychic-type, and it didn't seem like he would find many others like that. He wasn't even quite sure if he'd ever find another ice-type, so he just chose what he really wanted.

Looking down at the small enfant, he wondered if he could fine any resemblance between this young girl and the Professor. However, it could've been too soon to tell. She was a twin, right?

Hm, I wonder what it would've been like if I had another sibling...

[Sprite]

What you are doing is very admirable...

Those words hit the professor and smiled to himself. It was very rare that someone every could acknowledge everything that he did. Most people offered help or some sort of little thing, but this boy had actually complimented him. "Thank you Yukisho." Professor Willow said, revealing his smile to the boy. He probably could've even cried if he really had wanted to. Conversations like this truly did bring up memories of his departed wife.

The professor walked off only a few feet. Luckily he had returned all the starters to their ball for a rest so the pokemon was easy to find. Plus he had also already made a few starter packs up incase any trainers came by. "Here you go..." Professor Willow said as he handed over both the pokeball and the pack.

You have obtained:


Name: You decide.
Gender: Female
Level: 5
Attacks: Pound, Lick
Personality: You decide
Obtained: Pokemon Lab

You have obtained:

-5 pokeballs
-3 potions
-A Pokedex
-A Badge Case
-A Ribbon Case

[M E N O;;]

It was awkward at first, holding this enfant in his arms, he hadn't ever taken up the care for young children, he hadn't really even taken a slight liking to them. However, children could teach us many of things actually, if we looked passed all that, how every little thing in life should be enjoyed, and how fragile life was. Possibly the most important and vital lesson they exuded was how ignorance was true bliss, silent euphoria on how somethings are better left unknown. This brought memories of when Yukisho finally realized why people always looked down on him, just because of his status in wealth, despite him not enjoying being left in the dark, perhaps he would've been happier if he had not become aware of the answers.

As this thoughts swirled through his mind, a swift realization struck, through all these nostalgic thoughts, Yuki had never really pondered on how he was going to go about this journey, actually he laughed mentally when he realized he hadn't prepped himself physically. Sure he had seen so much, but he hadn't really experience it first hand, and now he just hoped he wouldn't fail miserably off the bat, now that would be embarrassing.

Yukisho watched the Professor express a smile, it looked serene in a way and Yuki only returned the smile with his own and a soft nod as he cradled the child gently.
"Your daughter is quite cute."
Yuki said quietly, attempting to create small-talk. It was what one usually said to a parent, right? Yukisho had heard it before, how others croon over babies, especially women, not that Yukisho was referring himself to a female, mind you.

"Thank-you very much Professor."
Taking the given items into his hands, Yukisho gave back the Professor's child and its food, doing an ole' switch-a-roo. Smoochum, it was a slight unorthodox choice, though that would make everything so much more interesting, Yuki had gotten the type he was after, so he wouldn't complain, there was no reason to.

Daintily raising himself up from the chair, Yukisho bowed as he stood himself up, his snowy-hair falling over his face like a veil.
"With all this work you have I'll make my leave now, I don't want to be a bother to you, taking you away from what's really important."
Smiling softly again, Yuki turned a heel and walked a couple steps towards the entrance before stopping turning his head and adding, "Let's wish us both luck, it looks like we both have quite a journey ahead of us." Obviously referring to his own aspiring Coordinator path, and to Professor Willow's journey through fatherhood.

Beginning to walk again, Yukisho headed out towards the entrance of the Lab, which also functioned as an exit. It had been not the idyllic, stereo-type first meeting between aspiring Coordinator and Professor, but Yuki wouldn't want it any other way.

[Sprite]

OoC// Thread finished. Prof. Willow is most definately going to remember this boy.