Genesis hadn't expected their response to a trade ad to turn into visiting... whatever this was, but it was a pleasant surprise, at any rate. Even if the other visitor at the time was rather loud, which wasn't much helping their headache.

But having so many Pokemon to choose from was nice, at least, and Genesis scanned the handwritten list, making sure that none of the other Pokemon listed caught their attention. There were a few tempting options there, and the little notes about personality certainly added to the temptation... but there wasn't a ton they needed in-game at this point, their box was filling up quickly, and they were only sure about trading away the one Pokemon, anyway. Plus, they could always fish up another Magikarp, so they didn't especially need to grab one here, and the Tower of Cats was still open and giving away a lot of the rest.

Which left them with the Yanma... the two Yanma to choose from, specifically, which was a wrinkle Genesis hadn't been expecting.

It would be nice to say that they had to think long and hard about it, but in reality, Genesis didn't take long to think it over. They wanted a Pokemon that would obey them, that wouldn't cause undue destruction except against their opponents. And the carrying bit was a nice touch, too.

So Genesis dropped the Poke Ball for their Scatterbug in and grabbed Poke Ball #4, with the well-behaved Yanma, in exchange. No words were exchanged in the process; no words were needed. Now maybe they could head somewhere quieter in-game to nurse their headache...

Domino is no rabbit and neither are any of her Pokémon, but in the grand tradition of being late for a very important date, it's clad mostly in white that she hops her way down to the main square of the Briarbane settlement.

'Runs' is a better word for it.

'Leaps', even. From rooftop to rooftop, because that surely is much quicker than running through Cerulean Lane towards the Western District...

Balance at the very top of a steeply gothic gable roof, slide down and somehow manage to break no tiles at all (Immortal Objects, no?), jump towards a store's false front that is so very characteristic of American Old West architecture, and ignore the concerning creaking of old wood. Avoid any chimneys? No, just go right through them, silly! All it takes is one step forward, a couple of seconds of pixelation and frozen frames, and voila, Domino is at the other side of the roof without a problem.

Once she makes it to the main square, she stands on a building's balcony. She looks at her surroundings, she looks at the time in her UI, she smooths down her clothes, and without any hesitation or ceremony, she jumps over the wooden railing and towards the dusty ground below. Her avatar freezes as if this were a FPS and she had the worst internet ever — stuck in the middle of the motion. Pixels glitch, and a second later, Domino is standing under the balcony as if nothing had just happened.

Nonchalant despite how utterly non-Western she looks in this oh so Western place, Domino walks towards the WANTED BOARD, an aesthetic rainbow of flames being left behind by her Trailblazer Kicks' ever step. She has a Pokéball in hand, and she smirks when seeing Big Bee and the small Groudon by his side.

"Here ya go. A ghostly sandcastle for our buddy here to play with." She declares, putting the Sandygast's Pokéball on the table and then looking at the others. Finally, she picks up the one containing a Shinx. "Hmm...I'll take this little guy, thanks."

Sarah had traded with Big Bee before. Maybe that's why she got a little notification of his impromptu swap meet in the square.

She stopped by to check it out, perusing the box of Pokeballs. "Yanma, Pineco, Meowth, Shinx, Bagon-BAGON!"

With almost acrobatic dexterity Sarah retrived a Pokeball from her "Misc" box and swapped it with the contained dragon.

"I'll take your Bagon in exchange for," she read the UI label on her Pokeball. "Nidoran Female."

Trading Nidoran(f) for Bagon