eh last chapter was the shortest yet sorry
171. perpetuity: a state of infinite or indefinitely long duration
Green stared at the posters slack-jawed for another couple seconds before snapping his attention away (no, he did not need people seeing him so interested in such crappy puns) and walking a little faster to the restaurant. He walked in tentatively, searching for familiar faces. And familiar faces there were, as if frozen in perpetuity; nothing about them had changed - besides an extra gray hair here or there, his fellow scientists hadn't changed a bit.
172. euphony: pleasing sound, especially of words
They called out to him, and he walked over to their large rectangular table, and sat down at the edge besides one of the more ancient excavation analysts. They inquired politely about how he'd spent the past years, and he dismissed them cheerily with a "nothing much," and they roared in laughter.
"High school isn't nothing much unless you didn't have a girlfriend, boy! When I was fifteen, I was..." Green stared vacantly at the speaker, occasionally laughing or smiling, but let most of the stories wash over him in a pleasant euphony. The stories were trivial, but somehow being with a group of friends, or more like former coworkers, was relaxing.
173. palliate: to lessen the pain or severity
The gigantic fish came several minutes later, presented on an enormous plate and garnished with all sorts of pungent vegetables and spices. Green inhaled deeply, and his mouth immediately began to water. However, at the corner of the table, he had little chance of reaching the fish himself, and instead handed his plate down the raucous table for someone else to maybe fill it for him. One of the professors took it upon himself to portion out the fish, and somehow the chaos settle down and Green got his plate back with a heaping chunk and a smile (they thought he was thin! He hadn't done actual exercise in ages and he was busy worrying over a layer of fat accumulating on his body).
The delicious meal palliated his hunger wonderfully, and the professors settled into a momentary lull in conversation to indulge in the meal thoroughly.
174. gibe: to ridicule
Sophisticated eating manners were temporarily forgotten, and one or two people shot friendly gibes at the particularly voracious eaters. The eight or so people were able to fully finish the heaping plate in less than fifteen minutes, and afterwards, everybody sat back and sighed in contentment, before falling back into easy conversation. Green couldn't find much place in the talk, but was happy to sit back and absorb the information about recent findings and theories, some more credible than the others.
175. writhe: to twist or squirm, as in pain, struggle or embarrassment
Eevee began writhing and whimpering in her pokeball, probably hungry, and Green quietly released her under the table. He handed her a chunk of fish and she nibbled quietly under the table. While most pokemon honestly required surprisingly little food, Green tried to feed his pokemon consistently; he'd probably have to be more careful though, as Eevee seemed to be becoming a little more plump as time went by.
176. fertile: producing abundantly; prolific
Conversation somehow returned to relationships, and then a collective teasing of one of the younger scientists, in his twenties, ensued. He'd fallen for a painter girl, Edna, one of the few women on the island. Though the Sevii Islands were fairly fertile, it could not support a large population, which resulted in lots of guys falling for very few girls. Of course, the girls usually didn't reciprocate the feeling and tried to find relationships with people outside the region to move off the islands.
177. hapless: unfortunate; unlucky
The hapless man blushed furiously as his friend recounted one of his braver encounters with the girl. Apparently, he'd given her a fossil for her birthday (at this the other people wolf-whistled or shouted "lame!"), an unown plushie (not even cute, what the fu-?), and still hadn't confessed. Green tried to stay out of the whole conversation, being what, gay and single and supposed to be enjoying youth and romance, and chose to laugh along and try to avoid attention. When they ended up turning to him to question his relationship status, he laughed a little and talked about his relationship and some stories with Leaf. Though it was totally platonic anyway, he left out a couple clarifying words here and there, opening it up to interpretation.
178. timbre: the distinguishing quality of a sound
The restaurant was located fairly close to the port and had a good view with its windows wide open. So when the low timbre of a ship horn blasted, it was clearly audible, and everyone at the table sat up quite abruptly.
"They're leaving already? What the heck, I thought they said to board in the evening!"
"I know right, crap, look at the people we have to run, run!" They fished out crumpled bills from dusty wallets and tossed them on the table. Green moved aside to watch them filter out in a hectic rush.
"It was nice seeing you again Green, keep in touch and start researching again! Don't let your grandfather take all the glory!"
Green smiled and waved. He then stared at the mess of loose bills scattered around the table. He counted them up and found that they had all overpaid, but he felt obliged to add a couple dollars in. The serving lady would be getting quite the tremendous tip.
179. skittish: nervous; easily frightened
When he stepped outside the restaurant, he was nearly bowled over by a kid that crashed into his legs (thankfully not his stomach, it'd suffered enough trauma from Pidgeotto). The kid was hugging a pikachu that looked like it'd been fried.
"S-sorrry!" The skittish kid burst into tears as Green looked at him. Hey, he wasn't even staring at the kid..., at least not Red-staring.
"Uh, it's ok, you need some help there?" The kid shook his head and ran off wailing.
180. connoisseur: an expert, especially in the fine arts
Green walked to the gym a little tentatively. He was no connoisseur in psychology, but he was fairly certain that either Surge or one of his trainers was responsible for frying the pikachu, as since Red had beaten his Raichu, Surge had developed a hate for the pre-evolution. Green fiddled with Aerodactyl's ball, wondering whether Surge would be composed enough to sign a petition after losing. He had a feeling that Surge would be more prone to ripping the paper in half...