Press onward.

Your angry as you gather your clothing up off the forest floor, as you pull up your panties they cling to your damp thighs. You curse as you instead use panties you had on clean yourself off as best as you can before putting on the extra pair you've learned to keep around for just this sort of problem. Once again fully dressed, you step back out of the bushes, its only then that you notice in your haste you had forgotten to recalled Chance before you let the Bird Catcher pull you into the woods. Your Rattata is still laying in the dirt on the side of the path where you left him, but he looks hurt, but your happy to see he is awake even if you wish he wasn't watching you. You hope Chance didn't see what happens to you when you lose since he seems to understand an awful lot and you worry he'll blame himself. You recall your injured friendly quickly to avoid looking into the sad knowing look in his eyes.

You debate for a moment if you should head back but you decided to press on regardless of your current lack of conscious pokémon to defend yourself with. You half walk half jog as you make your way quickly up the path and before long your passing the trainer who just beat you. "Hurry slut, its still early, if you run I bet you can make it to the center at Mt Moon." he hollers as you pass. You decided to take his advice and break into a full run, and sure enough The old Bird Catcher was right, most trainers don't bother to get up this early. Before long your jogging up to the Mt Moon pokémon center and the safety it provides.

Given the sun is still rising the pokémon center is mostly empty but the nurse Joy on staff greets you with the typical bright cheerful energy as you hand over both your pokéballs. You look around while you wait, the only other person in the pokémon center this early is a sleepy eyed man sipping a coffee who only looks you over once before going back to reading his news paper and an old man sitting behind what looks like an oversized gumball machine full of pokéballs who waves at you when you look his way.

"Just 500₱ a spin! every spin wins a water type!"

You think about it for a moment, you even start to check your to see if you can afford it before you remember Brock explaining that's it not enough to just own a pokémon, you need to earn its respect too. "No thanks, I prefer to catch my own pokémon." you say confidently.

"If your short on money I'm sure we could out another way for you to pay." he says in a lurid and significantly less professional tone.

"I said no!" you snap back.

"Fine, Fine, though do feel free to come back when you've lost enough times to change your mind." the old man says with a shrug.