Kanoa "Noa" Kalua // Twenty-Four // Alola Champion // Tags:: Rosalyn, Hayate
As the boat drew closer and closer to its destination, Noa took that time to reflect on how he had come to be aboard the vessel in the first place. It had all started with a message, a single solitary message that was to have an enormous impact on the relatively peaceful life the young man had come to enjoy. That message had requested he journey to a newly discovered region, one teeming with life but devoid of any semblance of human presence as far as he was aware, and determine if it was a place that could be inhabited. He had pondered on that request for a bit, wondering if it was perhaps better to simply leave the region as it was, to let the pokémon that called it home live out their lives without human interference. In the end, he had only chosen to go along for the sake of discovery, the once-in-a-lifetime chance to potentially meet pokémon that had never before been seen. That in and of itself would be well worth the trip.
Of course, Noa had not come alone, as the letter had requested he bring along two trainers from his region. The choice was a rather difficult one to make, but not for lack of trying. It was more about an inability to find any really outstanding trainers in Alola. Oh, there were many skilled individuals out there, but that was the problem. How to find two people out of an entire region's population that stood out above the rest. In the end, the decision came down to determining who understood pokémon as well as he did. While he didn't claim to be extraordinary in that field, Noa felt the best he got was found in two who came close to his level of comprehension.
As he and Citrine, his first friend and canine compatriot, wandered the decks, they came across the two trainers he had chosen. "Well, it looks like you two are getting along rather well. I'm glad. It means I made the right choice." His voice was, as always, simultaneously warm yet monotonous, hard yet soothing. It was a spicy voice, not in that it was particularly attractive but in that it was much like a spice, difficult to swallow if taken alone but wondrous when used with the right dishes(or in his case, the right words, something that could be difficult to come by at times).