Marley had taken a seat next to a big open window, relaxing against the glass as she watched the fire pokemon and their presumed trainers converse. Now that she could rest, she took time to straighten her braids and fix her hat rightly on her head before inspecting the passerby in the pokemon center. There were a bunch of pokemon she didn't recognize, but whether because of her lack of experience or being a foreigner in the Kanto region she didn't know. There was a woman and young boy sitting two seats down from her, playing with a cute litle pink pokemon.
"Mom, will Pikachu be ok?" The brunette boy stared at her with the most heartbreaking look Marley had ever seen. Although she didn't show it, he perfectly painted the emotion she was feeling right now. She'd never really battled much with Boo aside from the basic training she did with her grandpa's Nidoran.
"I'm sure she'll be fine honey. She just has a bit of a tummy ache, just like what you get when you're sick!" The response seemed cheerful. Was that how all mothers were like? She was invested in their Pikachu's welfare now, but before she could listen to more the doors of the waiting room opened. Marley stood, ignorantly hoping it would somehow be the nurse with Boo, even though she'd just dropped him off. Instead two boys came in. They looked older than her, taller too, and much happier. She couldn't make out what they were saying, but the blond haired one grabbed a pokeball and released one of his pokemon. A slim green and white shape materialized from the red beam, Marley staring at it in awe. What was that?
Not so discreetly pulling out her new shiny pokedex, she scanned the pokemon and waited for the familiar robotic voice.
"Gallade, the blade pokemon and the evolved form of Kirlia. Gallade extends its elbows as if they were swords, and when protecting someone, it fights fiercely."
"Gallade?" Marley repeated, testing the name on her tongue. She'd never seen such an intimidating pokemon before! As if in a trance, the young girl stood up to curiously inspect the boy's comrade.
"Hi there! Um, I like your... uh, Gallade! I'm Marley by the way, it's nice to meet you!" She extended a formal hand for a handshake, remembering it was the polite way to greet someone as her grandfather put it.