It's late evening, and the sun is slowly falling toward the horizon, when two pokemon crest the top of a hill. One is a Female leafeon, standing upright as many quadrupedal pokemon have in the last three centuries, to better use technology. She has a strong build, and one would call her beautiful. Her face only broken up by a scar, running from just above her nose, to just below her right eye. A souvenir from past adventures.

The other is a male Pikachu, who also has a strong build, but other than that, is quite non-descript. Both carry heavy packs, and firearms. The leafeon has a .70 caliber rifle, quite large for a species of her size, but she can wield it with better precision the most of you could use a pencil. She also carries two six round revolvers of a more standard size for her species, she also carries a large hunting knife, almost a short sword in relative size.

The Pikachu is similarly armed, although his rifle is only .30 caliber, and he also carries a .50 caliber flintlock pistol on the opposite side of his bag as hi rifle. One may call these two soldiers, but they're not off to war, in fact, they're farther than ever from it.

The Pikachu looks down the hill, clearly tired, points toward a small clearing in the weeds near the road, and speaks.

Pikachu: Master, there's a good spot for camp.

Master Leafeon: Matthew, I've told you not to call me that, you've been my apprentice for a year thus far and you still struggle with that habit.

Matthew: Sorry Kareena.

Kareena: Oh don't fret, I know you're tired, Ruby village is just half a day's walk away now. And I'd not want to be called a slavemaster when we arrive.

Matthew: We're far from there, besides, there's not a known eeveelution of the Rock Ground or Steel types.

Kareena: I know Matt! But still. Anyway, let's make camp.

After unpacking their tent and some food, the two travelers sit down to eat.

Kareena: Matthew, I feel we should go over something before we arrived in ruby town.

Matthew: What's that?

Kareena: It's not like back in Oasis, people don't know us, or our skill. I need you to keep your cool, the people in these frontier towns are stereotypically racist and sexist. Made worse by there usually being a lot more guys than girls in these places.

Matthew: If anyone lays a finger on you I'll

Kareena: You'll nothing.

Matthew: What?

Kareena: Unless I REALLY need help, you'll do nothing. We, myself especially, need to prove ourselves to these pokemon. Only then will they maybe respect us.

Matthew: You know stereotypes don't apply to everyone.

Kareena: Yes, but they exist for a reason.

Short pause as they continue to eat.

Matthew: What's the plan then?

Kareena: Simple, after we get settled, we go out, find the biggest baddie they've got around here, and bring them in.

Matthew: Sounds simple enough.

Kareena: If possible alive. That'll get the attention of even the dimmest idiot in Ruby.

Matthew: Yeah, why's the place called Ruby anyway?

Kareena: No clue, perhaps it started after some guy found a ruby on the ground and mon flocked to the place to search for gems.

Both chuckle at that.

The two trackers finish their meal and decide to turn in early for the night. They have nothing better to do. Matthew takes the first watch. It's uneventful, as is the second watch. In the morning they make breakfast, pack up their just short of two days worth of rations, and there other equipment, and continue east, into the rising sun. They arrived on the outskirts of Ruby at around Noon.

[Quick OOC moment, sorry guys, FYI anything contained in asterisks -******- is a character thinking. That or it describes a sound they make. Forgot to mention this in the prologue. OOC over.]