Plot Numero Uno: Class Trip!

It's the annual "Learn about your culture" month, and our characters are all going to the ancient ruins, their first International Trainer Academy trip! But what happens when some venture away from their groups and come upon some strange markings on a wall, trace their hands over the markings, and turn into gijinkas?Join us as our characters come together to help each other! c:

Kyle looked down at the red-and-black Poketch on his left wrist. And sighed. Only a few minutes since he'd last checked, but it seemed like the person speaking at the moment, elaborating on speculation about the ancient ruins, seemed to take for-e-ver. Can we please just get on with the tour?! the Trainer, standing at about five-and-a-half feet, mentally asked for the umpteenth time, suppressing the urge to run a hand through his black hair, which he kept short. He wanted to get going!

Kyle Jones, now 22 years old, was one of the Venusaur-Class Trainers that attended the International Trainer Academy, or ITA for short. He'd been a Trainer since he left home at ten years; after twelve years, the Pokemon he kept with him were well-trained and experienced. Except for Leo; the Riolu, hatched from an Egg that Kyle's brother had gotten, always seemed to fear Pokemon battles.
After losing miserably to the first of the Sinnoh Elite Four, though, Kyle enrolled in the ITA; this had been some years ago. Since then, he and his Pokemon had improved. He was ready to strike out on his own again after this semester, ready for another shot at the Elite Four. This trip was simply something that Kyle had to come to.

The others around him started moving, and Kyle realized that the speaker was done; it was time for the tour. That thought made him sigh again. If he hadn't heard that some of the other Trainers were planning to run off into the ruins, then he could've enjoyed this.
Kyle brushed off his blue T-shirt and black shorts, then adjusted his satchel and followed the rest. No point in worrying. Unless he caught them running off, that is.

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