Nothing Like a Break [Closed]

Mariko smiled at the curiosity shown by Maleko. “In all honesty, my favored type is flying types. They are the type that resonates with me most. Snowdrop here, however, is my exception to the rule.” She answered before she looked over at Shard. “And he seems proud to be the reason you are favoring a Grass type gym.” She said watching the Snivy puff up with pride. Of course, at that moment she also felt her need to observe kick in. The Snivy was indeed in good health, as was his trainer. That meant they hadn’t run into any trouble on the way here. To her, that was a good thing. It meant they hadn’t been stopped by that man she had been hearing about that had claim over the whole of the Southern and Eastern plains.

Not wanting to bring that up for fear of what she might learn, Mariko began to think of another topic to bring up. It was either that, or she went silent, and it seemed the boy wanted to talk to her as much as possible. It was odd, but she wasn’t about to complain. Once she had somehow gotten pulling a prank out of his mind, he was actually a very interesting and somewhat sweet kid.

Mariko actually started to giggle at the rapidly asked questions.  "Slow down.  I'll answer your questions."  She assured putting her now empty tea cup on the table.  Snowdrop was now a little calmer and was merely laying in Mariko's hold contently.  "To answer your first and second question, contests are where mostly people called coordinators participate in shows that are based around their Pokemon, these take place in contest halls.  However, and this answers your third question, normal trainers can also participate in contests.  Those who participate in them normally, sometimes use them to show the bond between the trainer and the Pokemon."  Smiling softly she decided that maybe telling Maleko why she stuck with contests.  "It's rare that contests have battles involved with them, and, due to my profession, I prefer to avoid battles if I can.  I don't like seeing injured Pokemon, nor do I like to see the trainer hurt as well.  But this is just my personal philosophy.  Other people have different reasons."  She finished.  She then turned her attention back to Snowdrop briefly to see that her eyes were once again trained on the Snivy, though this time she was not wiggling, just observing.  It was actually sort of cute.

Mariko let out a sigh of relief when Maleko said he hadn't found what she said offensive.  Usually she wouldn't think that she was in the wrong, but when she would say something like that in the past she remembered being reprimanded.  She sometimes forgot that she was not in the theater anymore and that comments like the one she had made was perfectly normal in a non-formal setting.  "That's good to know.  Forgive me if the reaction I gave was strange.  I was raised in a formal environment."  She explained with a small amount of embarassment.  The embarassment was then replaced with amusment as she watched Maleko and his Snivy, Shard, fight over the dango.  It was really was amusing to watch.