In the woods (Bellamy)

Having found a small open field where the sunshine above entered without obstruction from the surrounding bare branches, Bellamy Jordan took the time to rest. He had been walking around the forest all morning, and his arms were tired from carrying his recently found Pokemon egg with him. Although he knew that he really shouldn't have the egg out in this cold weather, he couldn't flake on his plans to make more field observations here in the forest. After his last stint in the wooded area had left him poison, he decided he could stand to learn a bit more about this area and its Pokemon.

For now, though, he was sitting in a relatively grassy spot, enjoying his second cup of coffee of the day. The steam from the foam cup was white in the air, and the vapor wrapped around his pointed red nose. The sound of bird Pokemon flapping overhead were easily identifiable, but it was the strange bark he heard that caught his attention. It was a bark unlike one he was familiar with, and it accompanied another sound that most closely resembled a human voice. With the passing of time, the sound got louder and was unmistakably human - and whoever it was happened to be getting closer.

Turning around to see who was about to happen upon him, Bellamy placed a hand on the egg and rubbed it to keep it warm. It wouldn't be long now until some ways away, a green quadruped would appear in the arms of a small person with red hair. Trainer and Pokemon, no doubt.

Egg Post: 1/10

As the tyke waved at him and continued to walk in his direction Bellamy prepared himself to engage in the social interaction. Whoever this was he was direct, walking right up to the researcher and inquiring about his coffee. Whatever admiration Bellamy had for his outgoing demeanor was soon tainted with just a hint of annoyance at what Jordan considered to be a dumb question. But he would not comment on it, because the boy was considerably younger than he was and he had to allow some shed of grace.

"Well," Bellamy began after taking another sip of his coffee, "I brought it with me. It was brewed this morning and I've kept it until now. It's still warm though, thankfully." Grabbing the egg with one arm and standing up only using his leg muscles, the blonde-haired came to his full standing height, now towering over the newcomer. Turning his attention to the Pokemon with the red-haired kid, Bellamy deduced that the barking he'd heard earlier was the Electrike standing before him now. "That's a pretty handsome Electrike you've got there," he said, bending over ever so slightly to get a better look at it. "It looks happy."

Standing back up, the researcher decided he should finally introduce himself. Something told him that this would not be a passing encounter, and as such the two trainers might as well acquaint themselves. "Bellamy Jordan," he said coolly. "I'd shake your hand, but my hands are a little full right now."

Egg Post: 2/10

Bellamy nodded his head at Todd, hoping his nod would be taken as a 'nice to make your acquaintance.' "No 'sir' needed," Bellamy joked with Baxter. "And I'm no breeder, but from everything I know about Electrikes yours looks very healthy. And a healthy Pokemon is a happy Pokemon in most circumstances, right?"


Rubbing on his egg in an attempt to keep it warm, Jordan would look down at Baxter and give a half smile. "So, what brings you to the forest, if you don't mind me asking?" A wind blew through the meadow, and, with no trees to break the breeze, it stung against Bellamy's soft skin. His face was becoming just a little red, and he thought that if he kept talking it might take his mind off how cold he was. "Are you passing through on your way to Ulmaria, or is there something else here for you?"

Egg Post: 3/10

Jordan was listening intently to Todd, and remained silent as he talked about his hopes of having fun on his journey as a Pokemon trainer and proving to his sister that he could do it. The researcher identified somewhat with his story, making it easy to empathize with him. While he could assume his relationship with his older sister was better than the one young Mr. Baxter was describing he had with his own sibling, Bellamy still knew what it meant to have a chip on your shoulder. "Well," he would start up again, "I'm wishing you the best on your journey then."


When the youngster directed a question at the egg he held in his hands, Bellamy couldn't help but give a sigh. "Like, I said, I'm no breeder. I'm not entirely sure what could be in this egg. Based on what I know though, I would guess..." he started to say something, but then stopped with a modest smile. "On second thought, I won't finish that statement. I don't like to make guesses.


"But my other Pokemon have all seen the egg and seem to be fond of it, so that must be a good sign, right?" He looked up at Todd from the egg, hoping the kid wouldn't press the question further. He didn't like seeming so un-knowledgeable when he, in fact, considered himself to know a lot. Just not on Pokemon eggs.

Egg Post: 4/10