Start of a journey

As Andy went through the doors his eyes met aides dashing all over the place in a sort of controlled chaos, several aides going in many different directions doing many different things, the hustle and bustle being rather foreign to him being from much slower paced Mahogany town. Andy just watches these aides for the moment before eyeing the professor, who was currently typing away at his keyboard. He didn't dare interrupt him as it had to be something important as is most of the work professors did.

An aide tapped him and caused Elm to turn around and ask if he was here to pick his first pokemon, "Yes sir, I am, the name is Andy Richter. Nice meeting you Professor Elm." he answered keeping eye contact and trying to come off as confident but sounding the opposite. "What kinds of pokemon can I choose to start if sir?" very curious as to what they were.

Andy follows the professor into the next room where a table was situated, for now, the table looking like it had holes in it, four to be exact. That was before Elm pressed a button to make pokeballs rise from under the table, there were four as Elm explained, Chickorita, Totodile, Mareep and Cyndaquill, followed by the obvious question, which to choose. This took a good couple of minutes, Andy making sure not to take such a decision for granted as these were meant to be partners for the whole journey and then some.

"I'll take the Chickorita please," he answers after 3 minutes of thinking, happy with his choice. He would surely get along with the grass pokemon after a bit of time.

Elm commented on the choice, noting that Chickorita tends to be a more docile and playful pokemon, the pokeball with the leaf design is then handed to him, "Thank you, Professor Elm,." he answers watching the other pokeballs descend back under the table before turning back to Elm who went to a cabinet and pulled out another large assortment of items, potions, pokeballs, a pokedex, a pokenav, and the town map, certainly better than walking around Jotho blindly. That could get...messy.

This truly marked the start of his journey in his home region, he took a few moments to organize the new items into his bag, being sure to be able pull out the potions at a moments notice, he didn't need his precious pokemon being too hurt from battles if he could help it. As for the Pokenav, Bob and Martha, his parents, still had pokedexes and by extension, pokenavs, they told him that it allows one to make phone calls to anyone that you have the number for. The Town Map and pokedex were kind of obvious, that left only the escape rope, "What does an escape rope do sir?" he asks