A New Day for Pyron City

Zandrophin woke up the next morning, Mentus curled up next to him...along with one of the reasons why Zandrophin hated the beach. A krabby had managed to skitter over to their campsite, and was currently resting atop his face...deciding whether or not Zandrophin's nose was edible. Very calmly, but with an irritated look on his face, Zandrophin flicked the pokemon off of his face and sat up.

Wake up, old friend...we have to go see about that building.

The pair traveled back to the market to look at the site they had found the previous night. It turned out that the building was used by the main shipping and transportation industry for the entire island. Zandrophin knew the current owner wouldn't just hand his business over to a stranger, but Zandrophin had an ace up his sleeve; his silver tongue.

Zandrophin insisted that he had a plan to corpratize all trade in the area, and thus nullify the competition. After much convincing (and no manipulation), the owner finally caved and gave Zandrophin the building in exchange for 5% of the first three months profits, which Zandrophin promised to be quite large, if he were allowed to implement his plan.

Poor sap...we can't guarantee anything.

His loss, Sir...always ask for money up front.

With his new building and business secured...Zandrophin simply had to wait for the right vessel to come into port...which, judging by the schedule, would be very soon.

Prasha steps off the steamer and looks at the beautiful Pyron Bay. The Port Crowded with people. Prasha takes a few steps and breaths in the crisp sweet air. Scents of fish and sea food wafts into his nose making his stomach rumble. He glances at his companion Nachos who looked nervous, but happy that he was with Prasha. Nachos grunts with pleasure and points to a Market stall. "Haha your right Nachos, I bet we both are hungry." says Prasha, a smile on the young man's face indicated his love for his Machop. He couldn't believe that he was finally here in Asemon. The journey across the sea had taken a toll on Prasha hunger and fatigue had set in on him. He was envious of Nachos who had slept well. "I have got to find that man he has to be somewhere here this is where the stranger told me to meet him." Thought Prasha as he paid the vendor for the fish rolls. He handed one to Nachos who had been eagrly awaiting the food. Both sat down on an old buoy that had washed up on the shore and ate happily. Just as Prasha was finishing his roll he caught a glance of who he might of thought was the stranger. He had remembered the blond short cut hair and the strangers manner of telling time. Prasha looked up at the Pyron port's large face clock. "Well right on schedule Nachos. It's 08:00 and I still don't see him" Said Prasha to Nachos. Nachos glanced up from his roll and smiled approvingly as he munched on his fish roll grunting with pleasure as the fresh fish filled his taste buds. Prasha glanced around when he heard a voice from behind him...

Prasha was startled by the unexpected introduction. Nachos jumped in front of Prasha and used Bulk Up thinking he needed to defend his loving master. Prasha rubbed Nachos head in reassurance.

"It's okay Nachos, he is here to help us." Prasha soothed. Nachos glanced at the stranger in a perplexed manner, but then backed down to his master's side and grinned in an apologetic manner.

"I really did not think you would show up, sir. That voyage took a toll on us, so we are a bit jumpy." Prasha laughed. "Any way my name is Prasha Kesiem. Our first meeting was so brief I didn't even get to introduce myself. If I may ask where are we headed? Nachos and I are ready to go. Right Nachos?" Prasha smiled to Nachos, who looked ecstatically at the Abra. Nachos approached the Abra trying to get it to play. 

"Looks like Nachos is opening up he is usually shy around other Pokemon" Prasha observed. "Any way Shall we began our journey..."

"I have the important things in my back pack here including that special thing you asked me to bring." Prasha opened his worn backpack and pulled out a folder and hand it to Zandrophin. Prasha then points to the cargo bay of the steamer. "The three containers are there, Nachos already agreed to help us out with those." Nachos gleamed at the mention of his brute strength the little guy had been buidling houses all his life now he gets finally test his strength by carrying the containers for his master, because before the journey the older Machamps had loaded the steamer and Nachos dreamed of being a Machamp. 

"Here sir this is the ticket item." Prasha tossed an aqua pokeball with an improvised sensor to Zandrophin. "Be careful with that getting it through the security was damn tough I could only smuggle one of the three you had me create back home, those by the way are safe in Saffron no one will ever find those." rummaging through his napsack Prasha pulled out hammers and claw hammers as well as nails and a measuring tape. "Funny thing, security didn't take these useful little things"

Prasha approached  Nachos. "Hey buddy why don't you take your new friend and go get those containers for me, I got a candy i found in my parents basement just for you." Nachos tugged on Mentus to try to convince him to come help. Nacos joyfully walked to the cargo bay thinking of the treat Prasha had for him and to show off his growing muscles to the other Pokemon.

"Everything seem up to par sir?" Prasha asked Zandrophin.

"Oh...... OOOOHHHH!! That thing!!! Yeah, its in one of the containers I didn't have room for it in my carry on." Prasha thought back he knew he had put that in coat in the B container. "So, what all do I need to do while I am here in Pyron? Is there a place I could possibly rent or what is the picture on that?" Prasha sat down on the bench and took out his long Kukari knife and is wood carving of a pokeball and began slicing the wood in a perfect ball getting the details precise. 

A call from Nachos among the crowd of people signaled the Pokemon's return with two shipping crates stacked high on one hand. A look of happiness on Nachos face as he showed off his strength to the crowd who had followed behind him as if they had never seen a Machop's strength in their lives. Nachos set the crates before the two young men and looked at Prasha with a glean in his eyes. Prasha took a small silver and pink block and popped it into Nachos mouth. 

"My Father used to make exotic candies for Pokemon, He experimented with all sorts of berries and remedies he grew in his garden. That was one of a crate full still left. Hopefully I can duplicate the rest." Prasha had a worried look on his face. Memories of his father's shop came rusing back to Prasha. 

Prasha tucked in his pokeball carving into his napsack and headed off with Zandrophin, walking looking at the city of Pyron. He was used to this back in Saffron the Towers loomed over the city, it almost felt like he was home. The smells were different, and the people looking at him like never before had they seen a young built Saffron boy walking with such broad shoulders. Prasha flipped his Kukari around and sheathed it the sound of metal hitting the bottom of hit. Prasha smiled as Nachos wondered ahead getting excited as he lugged around the containers as though they were beach balls. Mentus and Squirt where next to him. The three pokemon seemed like old pals reuniting on a long journey. "Sir, I have a request I have to make. I've wanted to know if I could plant these in a pot where I stay. Those candies won't last long and i need to make some revenue on the side. Mabey I'll set up a market stall of some sort when these things are full grown." Prasha showed Zandrophin the seed packets that he had kept for so long. 

Prasha and Zan walked into the towering building. Prasha couldn't believe that this was his new home. Prasha instructed Nachos to put the containers on the first floor and opened one of those containing his belongings. Prasha had saved many items of his old home before it was sold and he moved into his small apartment. Prasha took out his flowing Persian rug, the red and silver on it made an ancient symbol of calmness and unity Prasha took this to his room and laid it on his floor and sat in the middle calming himself as he detected the aura of the room he moved his bed into the corner and laid on it his silk sheets he had been saving and placed his bamboo blinds across the window. He unpacked his plant pots and filled it with the native loamy Saffron soil he had stored in a container. This was perfect for growing his father's seeds. put the little seeds into the soil and whispered to them in a toungue that no one had ever heard offering them a blessing of growth. Nachos came in the room and unpacked his nest of silk blankets that he loved and settled next to Prasha's bed. Nachos never did like pokeballs, in fact he couldn't stand them he preferred the natural air and feeling the earth under his muscular feet. Prasha lit a few sticks of Fuji berry incense. Prasha turned on his sitar music, and meditated.

"Zan, this room is perfect. Thank you for sharing your home with me." Prasha said calmly knowing is new boss was curiously watching him from his doorway. "Its is tradition to meditate before setting off for the day and before rest. My mother taught me this." Prasha's golden ear rings lit up blue and Nachos became calm as well focusing his energy into a calm state of mine. Prasha spoke in his native tongue a far off land that his parents once came from as refugees. 

"I shall be making dinner soon, Zan. A native dish of mine that has been prepared for eons. I shall be going to the market." Prasha stood up calmly, Nachos followed him both the companions were at peace in their new home. Prasha faced Zan. "Would you like me to pick up any items, sir?......"