Ashley meeting Professor Oak (CLOSED)

Ashley grinned as her Cyndaquil ran around the garden, the fire on his back flaring in happiness. Her mother’s new boyfriend Tim had agreed to walk her part way to Oak’s lab and Ashley had explained this to Charcoal, who dearly loved the man as he made the poffins the fire type adored.
“Charcoal,” Ashley called softly to her Pokémon, closing the book that was resting on her knees and standing up. The little Pokémon raced up to his trainer and leapt up into her arms, his fire being extinguished quickly as not to burn her. The two had a very good bond between them that had strengthened over the months. Ashley tucked her book, The Guide to Kanto, a gift from Tim into her bag and hoisting it up onto her shoulder. Charcoal rested on her other shoulder, snuggling down by her neck. Ashley chuckled lightly and scurried back into the house, calling out to Tim “Tim! Are you ready to go?” The man appeared at the bottom of the stairs, dressed in a suit that was required to be worn for his work.
“Geez kiddo, do you have to make me even more jealous?” he joked, gesturing to Charcoal hiding in her hair. Ashley grinned again, giggling. She darted under his arm as he reached out to ruffle her hair, saying
“Come on already or we’ll be late!” Tim smiled gently, Ashley’s mother, Jane stumbling down the stairs. Her hair was tied in a bun and she was in a skirt and blouse. She owned and ran a flower shop with the help of her Rosearade. Jane smiled tiredly at him
“I’ve never seen her so...excited.” Jane murmured to him while in passing by him, giving him a peck on the cheek.
“Mm, she definitely should be. I don’t think you couldn’t be excited about starting your journey; it wouldn’t be normal.” He hugged her, burrowing his face in her hair and breathing deeply, tickling her. Jane laughed, pushing him off her.
“You promised to take her part way there remember?” She shot to him, straightening her blouse. She knew that her daughter was bouncing up and down at the front door, impatient to leave.
“I know I promised but I’m sure Professor Oak’s lab open all day? Can’t you take the morning off and spend with Ash?” but Jane was shaking her head before he had finished.
“You know I can’t Tim,” She sighed heavily. “You know I’d love to do that but I want to get ahead of the bills and the mortgage first before I even think of doing half days.” Tim studied her, concerned. Dark bags were curling under her eyes, bloodshot veins winding around the whites.
“Jane...” He started but Jane pushed him slightly
“Go, I’ll be fine.” She assured him, reaching for her coffee mug and placing it under the coffee machine turning it on. “She’s waiting Tim.” She added with more urgency and firmness in her voice. Tim gave in, kissing her on her crown and slowly walking out the door. Ashley nearly pounced on him when he stepped out.
“Ready?” She twirled around, ready to race off to the lab-and flatly fell face first onto the ground, sending Charcoal flying and skidding on the hard concrete.
“Ashley!” Tim rushed over to her side, bending over her. “Are you ok? Are you hurt?” Worry filtered through his voice, as if he was her father. Ashley hobbled up onto her feet, her face scrunched up in pain and tears wobbling in her eyes, ready to fall at the drop of a pin. A small scrape on her cheek was the cause of the pain, bleeding lightly. “Aw it’s not that bad is it?” He chuckled weakly, taking out his handkerchief and dabbing the blood off. “Does it hurt badly? If it does, we can wait a little longer...” Suddenly, the tears disappeared and the eyes they had threatened to fall from brightened.
“No! No! It stings only a little!” Tim held up his hand in defence and smiled gingerly.
“Alright then, do you have a bandaid in your bag?” Ashley smiled brightly and hurriedly took out a small first aid kit, taking out a bandaid and letting Tim press it onto her face. “Better?” Ashley nodded, the bandaid standing out on her pale skin. “Good now, how about I race you to the corner?” Ashley took off towards the corner of her small street, Charcoal and Tim only steps behind.
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Ashley bit her lip nervously as she stood outside Professor Oak’s lab, tentatively reaching out and knocking on the door, softly at first but a little harder after she waited a minute. Charcoal was hanging off her shoulder, trying to look brave but deep down was feeling his trainer’s nervousness and felt nervous himself. Ashley pondered whether to open the door herself but pulled herself back, saying to herself this was also the professor’s home and it would be rude to charge in uninvited. So she decided to wait patiently for someone to open the door, her hands clutching her bag strap.

(OOC(Sorry for the length but this was the best way I could think to start off with and I wanted to do something probably a little different...)

The door slowly opened, but there was no one there. It had been cracked a bit. But neverless, the lights were on and people were working. One man was typing madly on a computer, and didnt notice Ashley. No one did. And Prof. Oak wasnt anywhere in sight. It left a creepy affect on the lab. Screens flashed and the windows were closed. Dark and mysterious, the lab waited for someone to walk in.

Ashley blinked when the door opened, quietly stepping into the room. She shivered slightly, despite feeling warm and with Charcoal cuddling up to her. She saw the man typing at the computer, hesitating somewhat before speaking.
“Um…Excuse me?” She asked timidly, a hand going up to touch Charcoal’s fur and feeling some courage go through her. “Do you know where Professor Oak is?”

Ashley gave a small nervous smile to the assistant, watching him for a second before glancing over to the door that was opened out to the yard. She peered through the door for a few minutes while waiting for Professor Oak. Charcoal perked up when the door opened, Ashley turning around to see him walking through the door.
“My name is Ashley Professor,” She answered softly, still feeling somewhat nervous. “I was told by my mother’s boyfriend that you hand out items and Pokédex to new trainers?” The last sentence was more of a question then a statement but hopefully, she thought Professor Oak would understand. Charcoal scampered off of her shoulder and stood by her feet, touching one paw to Ashley’s foot to give her a bit of confidence. He was very interested in learning about the room in which they were in and the small mouse could feel his curiosity building up to where it could burst but he stubbornly stayed by Ashley’s foot. “Oh and this is my Cyndaquil, Charcoal.” Ashley explained to Professor Oak, half expecting Charcoal to race up to him and demand a pat as he normally did when the fire Pokémon met a stranger but was a bit surprised when he stayed by her foot. She smiled at Professor Oak a little, shifting slightly as she paused for him to answer.

::Professor Oak was interested for she seemed confident at times, but only when her pokemon gave her the confidence it looked like they had already gained a special bond with each other. "Well I'm glad you are here and so early in fact!" He exclaimed for it was a sight to see trainers comign early in the morning instead of towards the afternoon. Although she was someone who had been taught at an early age that it was better to be early than late. She had that sorta spunk to her personality again at times.

"Well shall we go to my office so we can get your supplies oujt of the way and you can get on your journey faster?" He said as he started towards the rear of the building where his office was you would pass the solid reinforced glass case full of pokeballs some full and some empty. As well on the walls where pictures of past success stories. Finally coming to the end of the hallway rotating his head to look behind him to see you there as to the left of the door was a name plaque which read

[i]PROFESOR GARY OAK
Head Pokemon Researcher

A nicely polished pewter colored door set in front with a brass knob shaped like tiny slanted sideward "S" as it was turned by the experienced hand of the professor it opened with ease opening the room to more light than was in there originally. By the door was a L-shaped desk made out of Oak looking like new with papers nicely stacked in one place and a PC covering one portion and a wide open space. On the walls where picture of a scenery with fields, mountains, and wild pokemon. Another of his son Gary Oak Jr. who at that time was on his own journey as well. In one corner sat a machine that specially made to keep starter pokeballs secure as well as having easy access when turned on.

He moved with ease of having that grace of youth in his step going around the desk he sat in the leather desk chair that had levers below the seat as well as legs that separated at the bottom of the chair. Sitting in it as it contourted to him he put out a polite hand to the chair in front of him offering it to you. it was once again a chair of leather with regular legs ending in flat squares on the lamenated floor. its arms protruded from the back going towards the desk they where comfortable and full length as the initial backing of the chair seemed a little small for an adult human, but was just right for the regular sizes of trainers who come to see him.::[center]

Ashley gave a small smile at the comment, picking up Charcoal and allowing him to scurry onto her shoulder. She had the little Pokémon since she was 10, having not started her journey before now for her mother needed her help with setting up her shop and helping her settle in, despite having Tim there to help as well. Her nervousness had eased to where it was gone. She was somewhat modest at the Professor’s words at first. Her excitement to become a trainer hadn’t been quelled by sleep the previous night so she had been up before dawn to get ready.
“Well, I would have felt like I would have burst from excitement if I hadn’t come early,” she explained, the smile still on her lips as she began to follow the Professor to his office. Ashley’s eyes flickered over to the glass case, wondering what Pokémon were held in their pokeballs. “Not to mention I would have annoyed my mother at her Flower Shop.” This brought a little chuckle from Charcoal who knew what his trainer’s mother did when Ashley annoyed her at her shop-or rather her Rosearade. Ashley remembered well the glares she received from Rosearade when her mother left the grass Pokémon in charge to take her daughter to get a book from the small local library. The Grass Pokémon was distinctly one that wasn’t very fond of Ashley, for Rosearade was a Pokémon that clung to her trainer and hated to share her. When this happened, the Flower handed Pokémon would always sneak into Ashley’s room with her Mother’s old Snubull doll (which Jane thought she threw away.) and place the doll under the girl’s pillow. Pausing momentarily as Oak opens the door to his office, Ashley scanned the plaque that had his name and what he was on it. She followed him into his office and when offered, sat on the chair with Charcoal o her lap. “You hand out pokeballs and a Pokédex to beginning trainers’ right?” She questioned, hoping not to sound rude. She was just very eager and excited to begin her journey as most trainers probably would be when they began their quest to become the top trainers in a region.

Ashley gratefully took the pokeballs and Antidotes that he passed to her, tucking them into her bag before glancing down at the Pokédexs’. She didn’t really know that the Professor had National Pokédexs but she didn’t mind-that meant not having to update her own Dex later on, once she chose one anyway. Ashley studied them for a moment before reaching out and picking up the blue Pokédex.
“I’ll have this one.” She said firmly, a smile tugging at her lips again.

Ashley blinked, her mind drawing a blank on her old Pokédex that she had received months ago by Professor Elm. Then Charcoal nudged her hand and pointed to her back pocket in her bag.
“Oh! Right! My old Pokédex!” Ashley gave an embarrassed grin as she rummaged around in her bag for the Pokédex before handing it over to Professor Oak. “I nearly forgot about it because I haven’t really used it apart from putting Charcoal’s information in…”

"Thank you Professor," Ashley said gratefully, taking her Pokédex and placing it carefully in her pocket. "And I'm sure Charcoal will help a lot during my journey!" She smiled at him before turning around and leaving the lab, glancing down at Charcoal. "Our new beginning pal!" She grinned down at him, the small pokemon nodding in agreement. "Cynda!" He cried happily as they headed to Route 1.