Lucas can't give verbal orders, and Barry can't focus on the right things sometimes-- but they leave Twinleaf, get a Pokedex, and try becoming trainers anyways.
"...are you guys teaching Chimchar sign language?"
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※ Current Progress: Veilstone City...
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Barry arrives at Jubilife, to immediately crash into someone.
"Whoa, what-- oh, sorry, old guy," he gets up, finding he's knocked over an older man in a brown trench coat. Kind of like Professor Rowan, but younger, and Professor's trench coat looks nicer on him.
"Old guy-- I'm not that old!" the man yelps, offended, "watch where you're going, young man!"
"Okay," Barry dusts himself off, extending a hand forward, "sorry, mister. Anyways, what're you doing out here dressed like a suspicious detective, sir?"
And mister suspicious detective makes the most exaggerated freaking out motion in the world, waving his arms around and sputtering frantically, "no! How did you know I was a secret agent working for the International Police?!"
Barry stares at him.
The secret agent working for the Interpol recomposes himself, standing tall. "I digress. You're an impressive lad, I can tell. You saw through my disguise immediately!"
Barry is entirely baffled at this point. He doesn't even know what to say-- and Barry doesn't know what to say? That's a statement alright.
"Now that my cover is blown, allow me to introduce myself," he straightens his coat, and Barry looks at his watch, wondering when he can leave. "My name-- ah, no, I shall inform you of only my code name. It's Looker. They all call me that."
Barry jumps at the chance, "ah, nice to meet you Mister Looker! My name is Barry. Now if you'll excuse me," he steps away, only to feel a hand at his shoulder pulling him back.
"Hold on now, windy boy. You are a trainer, yes?"
Barry groans externally, but he turns around and finds something being tossed into his hand. It's a digital pad-like device, and there was only one option aside from the settings-- something called Battle Videos.
"Here, it's something called a Vs. Recorder," Looker tells him, "it's a device that helps you record your last battle, so you may look upon it afterward as reference."
And Barry's eyes light right up. Didn't dad have something like this?
"It's been a hot item recently, so most of us have one to study suspicious activity!" Looker explains, "however, a few of us retired recently, so this is still fairly new-- if you wouldn't mind a second-hand item, I believe you can make better use of it."
"I'll take it," Barry says, before really thinking.
He clicks into the battle videos-- it's blank, so either they've wiped the data or this guy's on drugs. Either way, it's working right.
"Thank you so much for this, Mister Looker! I appreciate it."
But this-- he can make use of this. Dad's taught him a ton about them, because dad himself had to slowly master it in his endeavour to become Tower Tycoon.
