As the large boat made the journey to Île de la recherche. Having come from Kanto, Nobukazu was grateful that the CEO of P.f.P., Yuki Touma, had made sure his travel was paid for. The pokemon he had been able to select from her list (not all were available as he wasn't the first person she visited) sat on his shoulder during the ride. Ruffling her wings, she seemed to greatly enjoy the sea breeze from her perch on his shoulder.
"How are you holding up, Mary?" he asked her; having never owned a pokemon before, he made sure to keep a careful eye on her. "Piiiidg!" she thrilled before trying to preen his shoulder length hair. "Thank you, Mary," he said, a single chuckle escaping him as a ghost of a smile flitted across his face.
However, trainer and pokemon both froze when the island began to appear on the horizon. It almost looked like a greenhouse reaching into the sky. The beams arching from the island floor and the surrounding waters high into the sky above. Kazu could barely see where they all connected even when he tilted his head all the way back. "A greenhouse? I thought all pokemon were supposed to be found here; how are ice types supposed to live here?" he wondered aloud.
By they time they reached the dome, it became clear that it wasn't your typical greenhouse. The panels weren't glass; they seemed to be comprised a transparent purple energy. Each hexagonal panel was about ten feet long and ten feet wide. What was most eye catching was how the panels weren't defined by metal beams, which seemed to only serve to provide a wide area for panels to appear. As the boat neared, a large area of panels vanished so the boat could pass through. Once inside, Kazu couldn't see any of the panels except for those almost right beside the boat.
It wasn't much longer before they had docked. The area they were in was on the edge of a grassland and a forest. Waiting for the passengers when they disembarked were several P.f.P guards who ushered them all in front of a stage where Yuki Touma herself was waiting for them all.
"How are you holding up, Mary?" he asked her; having never owned a pokemon before, he made sure to keep a careful eye on her. "Piiiidg!" she thrilled before trying to preen his shoulder length hair. "Thank you, Mary," he said, a single chuckle escaping him as a ghost of a smile flitted across his face.
However, trainer and pokemon both froze when the island began to appear on the horizon. It almost looked like a greenhouse reaching into the sky. The beams arching from the island floor and the surrounding waters high into the sky above. Kazu could barely see where they all connected even when he tilted his head all the way back. "A greenhouse? I thought all pokemon were supposed to be found here; how are ice types supposed to live here?" he wondered aloud.
By they time they reached the dome, it became clear that it wasn't your typical greenhouse. The panels weren't glass; they seemed to be comprised a transparent purple energy. Each hexagonal panel was about ten feet long and ten feet wide. What was most eye catching was how the panels weren't defined by metal beams, which seemed to only serve to provide a wide area for panels to appear. As the boat neared, a large area of panels vanished so the boat could pass through. Once inside, Kazu couldn't see any of the panels except for those almost right beside the boat.
It wasn't much longer before they had docked. The area they were in was on the edge of a grassland and a forest. Waiting for the passengers when they disembarked were several P.f.P guards who ushered them all in front of a stage where Yuki Touma herself was waiting for them all.