Nathan sat himself up from the ground slowly, carefully working out the kinks in his back, a result of his ill-fortuned dirt nap no doubt. He reached to brush away the dust from clothing only to have his hand instantly recoil from the sensation. He was covered from head to toe in particularly slimy mixture of dirt and sweat. Never a pleasant sensation, especially not for somebody acclimated to a life of air conditioning. He knew he should be more concerned over the bruises and scrapes but there was something about the filth that just unsettled him.

Calmly picking himself up, Nathan embarked for the trail toward Moira Town. He had a busy day ahead of him; he still needed to sign up for the bug catching contest and have a nice hot shower. Then he would probably go tromp about in the woods again, risking the filth of the outdoors for a shot at fame and power.

Pokemon Training was tough work.