[attr=class,scroller]So as it turned out, being a Pokemon breeder wasn't always terribly exciting. He'd been wandering around Orre for quite some time, and it was nice, but it wasn't adventure, wasn't nearly as glamorous as he'd been craving. If he was going to kickstart this thing he needed more Pokemon, and that meant- you guessed it!- Pokemon battling. Only, unlike his home region, this place didn't have anything resembling routes. He had to admit, he was a little confused. Did he just... bum around until something happened? So far that was the best plan he had. And it wasn't like he minded, really, Gateon was a lovely city. 

It was just... boring. At least Lola seemed to be enjoying herself from where she was draped around his neck. She didn't usually like spending so much time outside of her Pokeball- she was skittish around strangers, and a nervous snake was not a snake he wanted wrapped around his throat. But she seemed pretty calm so far, content to look around and taste the air and otherwise chill. It was nice. But surely she wouldn't be adverse to a little battling...? Hopefully. Please. He needed something to do.