Will Work For Money

[Morse]

Don't be nervous. Don't be nervous. Don't be nervous. Morse was reassuring himself. He stood across the street from the Laboratory, shaking in his sneakers. His slender body was covered in layers despite the beautiful spring day and the sunlight trickling in between the clouds. He wore slacks that were his nicest pair. No holes. No stains. No anything that could make him look like he was unfit for a job. Above that he had a bit of an oversize belt with improvised extra buttons made by a sharp pencil and ingenuity. Above that was one of his rattier dress shirts with a button missing in the middle and a hole in the pack letting the cool breeze flirt with exposed skin. He would be sure to address the Professor from the front. He wore his dress shirt, because it was the only one that matched with his last tie. Yellow with light blue stripes, he had kept it all the way from Medius. It was in pristine condition and Morse was determined to keep it that way. He carried a briefcase, mostly for the prestige and class it afforded. In it was his lunch, but he wouldn't let the Professor know that. Unfortunately, bright red sneakers stuck out from the end of his pants, breaking the flow of it all. They were his only shoes, and he'd had them since Medius. They were practical for traveling the routes of Katsu, for sure, but they weren't ideal for a job interview. Morse just shook his head, swallowed hard, then crossed the street.

He was soon at the door of the Laboratory, trying his best to gather up all his courage and bravado from its reserves as he knocked on the door. Rapp. Rapp. Rapp. He forced a smile and ran his finger over his Aron "Angel"'s Pokeball which has deep in his right pocket. He let his mind wander a bit and imagined his life as a Researcher. Daring field missions. Hours observing behavior. Huge powerful Pokemon. Field journals turning into published notes. Intellectual acclaim. And of course, large numbers with countless zeroes on paychecks with his name on them. Oh, yes. Morse was about to be shown the money.