As Ghastly left one way, Codex, snatched Celebi with a tendril and pulled the her close to his shoulder. Oblivious to her new toy. He gave Gale and Eevee a long hard looking at before turning and bolting away from the camp. It had been a busy and tiring afternoon, but that didn't slow him down a bit. And soon enough he was simply gone, carrying a rather entertained Celebi along with him.
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He sat up. Looked around. Tap, tap, tapped his foot. Checked his phone. Nothing. He Reclined, stretched his arm and drummed his finger on the table. “Eh hem?” The people at the next table stare, disturbed by the fidgeting. He stopped. He sighed. Sat up again and turned his cup on the table. The ice in his lemonade had melted. Whoops. It was probably all watery and tasteless. “Ngh.....”, he groaned and drank it anyway. “Kirlia?” Violet eyes found the white a green pokemon across from him staring with wide, worried eyes. Smiling sheepishly, he shrugged and began his routine again. Sit up. Tap, , phone, recline, drum. Sit up, sigh, repeat.
He looked absolutely gloomy and there wasn't a thing Kirlia could do for him. It was just one of those days, it thought. Looking beyond their little table outside the poke-friendly restaurant, she saw the sun and the sky and felt the nice breeze. Heard trainers running around and battling. Littler kids playing. Older folks just enjoying the day. It was the epiphany of the perfect afternoon, and Her poor trainer was stuck doing nothing. Well......sort of nothing. He was waiting. For a call, she supposed. He was always waiting for a call or a job on days like this; when all he could do was stare at the perfect weather and mourn over the fact that he'd sooner get a call than get to enjoy it like everyone else. It was all amusing, but sometimes she worried about him.....
“Ach .... ich bin gelangweilt~ Isn't de anysin' exciting' going on?” Just like him to complain about being bored when there was plenty to do while he waited. Kirlia just chuckled a sad little laugh. “Kirli...kirlia kir?”, she asked from her side of the table. Offering an enthusiastic smile. Terral, as if understanding, sighed and picked up his phone. “Ja-ja~ I know, Kirlia. But what If I get da call an we're in da wrong place for de job?” “Kiiiirlia......” “...Sie ne'er know!” “Kir.....” He simply chuckled and pocketed the phone, “O-kay, o-kay! Jus across de street, though....”
He received a happy chirp from Kirlia and escorted his Pokemon away from the restaurant. She did a little twirl, eager for even short little walk to mingle with other Pokemon and trainers. They hadn't gone more than a few steps when the phone finally rang, and Kirlia cursed it's impeccable timing it always seemed to have. Although, Terral couldn't get the phone out fast enough. “J-ja!? Ah...Terral ist speaking.” A man spoke from the other end. The Boss, Kirlia knew. Terral had another job, probably. Good news, usually.
“Ja? Pe'dalburg? No pro-bo-lem!” Click. “Ja-ha! Come on Kirlia! We need a ride to Pe'dalburg and fast!”