[The young man was right. It was a student's job to study, and to one day surpass their own teachers in both skill and knowledge. It was why Waver had travelled to Union in the first place, to continue that very silent battle he was in with those intellectuals who had refused to even look upon him.
He watched quietly when the young man started to corrall the staff, feeling distinctly uncomfortable with the imposing figure of the Blaziken lingering nearby.
Watchog would indeed find her new mushfriend peering out from the canvas bag. She recieves another playful boop on the nose with a stubby little hand for her continued curiosity. Hello, friend.]
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He watched quietly when the young man started to corrall the staff, feeling distinctly uncomfortable with the imposing figure of the Blaziken lingering nearby.
Watchog would indeed find her new mushfriend peering out from the canvas bag. She recieves another playful boop on the nose with a stubby little hand for her continued curiosity. Hello, friend.]