All the way back some at Booker's home, all appears to be quiet and quaint. Quite odd, considering the usual oddness and hyper-activity that is Booker Torrents. Everything had been done and done correctly in his standards: time was continuing and he's not jumping back and forth to the past all over again. With this, he's been able to teach his aging and growing son, because with Booker's age increasing, as did Breen's.
That's another thing! Booker's look back onto the past made him regret it, greatfully. Evolution being a sin? Of course it's not, not to him, not no way, no how anymore! With that new-found knowledge, he DID bring himself to evolve into a Swampert and live old enough to finally pass away...
...his hat to Breen, of course! What, you thought he died or something? Yeah, no, this guy's got years ahead of him! In fact, with Breen's absence in his house, he's turned it into a school of sorts. Mr. Torrents; Professor Booker: Teacher of Chemistry, History, and a clockmaker! Awesome, huh?
Oh, yeah...Breen's absence, right.
"So, Breen...as y'know, that hat of mine I gave you was with me on tons and tons and to-" "-tons of adventures and stuff, dad, I know..." The Mudkip nods, hearing this all before, continuing it. "What's so special this time?" Booker chuckles, opening his old journal, handing it to Breen. "I've told you every story about adventures I've gone on, right? Every bedtime?" Breen blushes, rubbing the back of his head, "Yeah...that was also last night..."
"Regardless, I never told you about the great Orb Heist, now did I?" Breen's eyes widened, placing the journal in his satchel. "...but that's another story." Breen smirks, his father tightening his cap on his son's head. "Take this Wonder Orb with you...dude!" He says, laughing, patting Breen's head. Breen shook his head and chuckled. "See ya, dad! And never say dude again!" And with that, Booker opened a newer journal, one with a little "Love, Breen" message on the back, jotting down something new.
Breen on the other hand, full of excitement and joy to finally head out on his first adventure, bumps into Torchlite. The two exchange awkward glances, not sure what to say; Breen heading to one place, Torchlite being the medic on the guild expedition as well as kissing Breen on the cheek before leaving. In a blushing mess of happiness, Breen looks down the path of the forest, thinking of what lies ahead.
Who knows what lies ahead? It could be anything, to be honest. New friends to meet, new adventures to be seen! Hey, maybe he might meet a legendary or two...or maybe be a legendary Pokemon! Maybe he'll see ghosts or something...yeah right. He looks down the path, smiling happily, taking a step and...accidentally tripping and stumbling, losing control of his gift from his dad!
Breen runs after his only remaining and most valuable orb as it goes off rolling towards a fairly large group of Pokemon heading towards the beach. "Ah, crud! No-no-no-no-no-no!"
Moves: Ember, Feint Attack, Fire Spin, Hex
Bio: Skylar was born into a family of Ninetales/Vulpix. Being the only one in her family who believed there was a battle going on between Dialga and Palkia, she often squabbled with her siblings. Skylar's older siblings would always call her, "Fibby pants", "Extinguished reality", and almost always, her dreaded and hated nickname, "Skylee".