"Makes sense some would be advantageous over others." Jumpy nods, seeing that despite the amazing attributes of these Pokemon, they at least follow logical strengths and weaknesses, like plants being vulnerable to fire, and water putting out fire.
Seeing the door slide into its recess and the great arena beyond, Jumpy is again left speechless at the sight before him. He didn’t think they’d be seeing such a huge area right off the bat.
"Whoa! This is incredible! To think there’d be see something like this hidden here! And there’s a lot of people here too! Guess this really is a lively place!" Jumpy shouts, taken aback by the change in surroundings.
At the blonde trainer’s indication, Jumpy follows him to grab some better, and warmer, clothing. Eager to get more comfortable and hopefully blend in more, he follows.
"Thanks! It was starting to get a bit chilly in the shorts, gloves, and sneakers like this. And I um, sort of bumped into Blaze. Sort of. I come from, well far away I guess you could say. I was in the middle of a big fight with another kid, hence my boxing clothes and black eye. Well me and my opponent were really going at it in the ring He was about to finish me off, when there was a flash of light and the next thing I know I was in a chilly forest! I panicked and hit some nearby Cubchoo I think it was called. Long story short, Blaze and his Pokemon calmed down its angry mother and saved me, bringing me back with him. Not sure what would’ve happened if he hadn’t been there. He’s kind of been keeping me along since then." Jumpy explains, recounting the unusual events that brought him here.
Finding a blue sweatshirt, some green pants, and a red jacket , Jumpy puts them on. Happy to have something less chilly and better suited to the local climate, he’s ready to join them outside and see more of the gym! (Hope that’s not godmodding having him pick out the outfit.)
"That’s much better! Not as cold. So! Where’s the Pokemon? I here you guys specialize in Electric types, according to Blaze." Jumpy asks the trainer, ready to see more of the gym.
The blond trainer shook his head with a faint grin. Apparently, the boy had gotten himself into quite a mess on his own.
"This is a Pokemon gym, despite its underground location. of course, all gyms are rather hard to find these days…” The trainer trailed off before perking up.
Sorting through various racks and dressers, he eventually pulled out several garments. Most were warm, long sleeved outfits. Not designed for style, but for comfort and warmth.
"You’re lucky you’re still alive after hitting a Cubchoo." The trainer observed before stepping out, leaving the boy with a pile of clothes to sort through and change into.
It was surprising to hear that the champion had taken a boy under his wing, but then again, he’d have been in a great deal of hot water should he have ignored the child.
Blaze was extremely pragmatic after all.
Waiting on the other side of the door, the trainer stood thinking to himself until Jumpy emerged with his new outfit.
Having changed into more appropriate clothing, Jumpy puts his gloves on the dresser, figuring he can grab them later if needed. And hearing the trainer confirm that he was lucky to be in one piece adds to the notion he’s lucky Blaze came along.
"Yeah I know. From what I saw it could’ve been nasty. But I was happy to hear the two were doing okay after Blaze caught them. In that battle I did see his Tyrannitar, and it was pretty incredible. We don’t have Pokemon where I come from so that was quite an introduction." Jumpy replies as he exits the room.
Finally Jumpy broaches the question of seeing the renowned Gym leader he heard of, also hoping to maybe see him in action, a Pokemon battle.
"Okay! Thanks for that! Will I be able to meet the gym leader? I heard he’s pretty cool from Blaze. And it’d be great to see a Pokemon battle too. I’ve yet to actually see some trainers battle each other, but I can imagine they’re really something from what little I’ve seen of Blaze’s Pokemon. So what kind of Pokemon do you have?" Jumpy asks the trainer, ever curious to learn more, and eager to see a real battle up close, having a feeling it needs to be seen to believe.