You step down the stairs, and see an old-fashioned, steam-powered train pulled up to the platform, ready for boarding. Only one car has doors open for you to enter. Thankfully, the fog is much less dense here.
The scenes depicted in the pictures include: - A girl with the Hisuian forms of Decidueye, Typhlosion, and Samurott. - A smiling merchant giving an animated pitch. - Ingo standing side by side with a strong-looking woman by a Pokemon battle court. - Cyllene, looking unimpressed behind a desk. - A professor with a lab coat and a warm-looking hat, inspecting an old-fashioned Pokeball. - An imposing man with a mustache. - Ingo doing his pointing pose with his Hisuian team of Pokemon around him.
He was always polite and friendly, but... His indelicacy always rubbed you the wrong way. He wanted to know too much about things that hurt you to understand so little about. It was a relief when he gave up on you and moved on to the next conversational partner. They say he took his leave of Hisui forever. You hope he found whatever he wanted somewhere else.
It was a gradual journey to get there, but once you realized you could make your own team and train them to shine in battle, it was a quick plummet into catching dozens and dozens. After spending a few years feeling on the outside of everything, you really felt like this is what you were meant to do. Showing the world the joy and strategy of competitive battling... If you had stayed there, maybe you could have managed to make it your life's work, and forget the rest of it you were missing.
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How is the Galaxy Line?
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He has to think hard about this.
"I think it's going to a city—town?—y'know, something similar to Nimbasa. So maybe it's the same kinda thing going on over there. Haven't seen it."
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[ AND OFF THEY GO, marching to the Galaxy Line! ]
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What?
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- A girl with the Hisuian forms of Decidueye, Typhlosion, and Samurott.
- A smiling merchant giving an animated pitch.
- Ingo standing side by side with a strong-looking woman by a Pokemon battle court.
- Cyllene, looking unimpressed behind a desk.
- A professor with a lab coat and a warm-looking hat, inspecting an old-fashioned Pokeball.
- An imposing man with a mustache.
- Ingo doing his pointing pose with his Hisuian team of Pokemon around him.
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[poking the very safe normal man pic]
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He was always polite and friendly, but... His indelicacy always rubbed you the wrong way. He wanted to know too much about things that hurt you to understand so little about. It was a relief when he gave up on you and moved on to the next conversational partner. They say he took his leave of Hisui forever. You hope he found whatever he wanted somewhere else.
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i can fix him]
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After much thought, he goes for that last one, with his Hisuian team. ]
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something.
Emmet shakes his head and sits down, waiting for them to get to their destination. ]
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