Name: Mikona Heights Silencia
home town: Saffron City
appearance: A boy with chilly light blue hair and full auburn eyes, a creepy little smile, and somewhat pale skin... Thats Mikona. He normally wears a pale, sandy colored, rolled up semi-formal shirt thats striped on the shoulders with sapphire and black striped sleeves with a sapphire blue necktie fastened around a collar. His cargo pants are a pure black, with a striped azure sash around his waist holding his poke'balls and his sandy colored bag. His army boots are a black leather, tied by an ocean blue shoelace.
Personality: Mikona is quite the enigma, saying only the simplest words, leaving no extra syllable in, and conversing fully only mentally with his Ralts, making him seem creepy and cold. Deep down, he's lonely and shy, taking solace in treating his Poke'mon, loving her and the rest that he might catch with all his might. In battle, he communicates telepathically with his Ralts, his Psychic training on full display, giving short commands to Poke'mon who can't sense him mentally. However, he trains his Poke'mon to be creative, and use a move to it's most of possibilities.
Poke'mon and their moves:
As of start of adventure;
Ralts Lv. 5, Female (Shiny)
History: As a child, Mikona was raised by his Psychic mother in the heart of Saffron City. Since the only child was also Psychic, his mother made sure to hone his abilities as much as she could. She spoke to him in telepathy and brought him over to the local Gym where she worked, exposing him to the various works in it. However, since his only friends were Psychic, he became silent, saying only what he needed to say to others. This was also the reason why he was shy, being new to the fact that you talk with your mouth to normal people.
When Mikona was 9, he received an egg. It was blue on the top half with lines coming down, the bottom half being pure white, an oval in the center. He was determined to take care of it, keeping it healthy for 5 months until it hatched, a shiny female Ralts popping out. He had seen a Pokemon like this before at the Gym, except that one was taller with a dress and green. He tried talking to it telepathically not expecting it to understand him, when it replied back, startling him.
'Mi...kona? I think that I'm a Ralts...'
'You can talk!'
'I guess so...'
He and her played around together for the next 3 years, each learning things from each other, Ralts learning basic words and games, while Mikona learned basic levitation by watching her use Confusion. Sure, they had some bad times (that weird disk he got from a French lady visiting made Ralts spit out dark balls at times) , but they were the best of friends that nobody could part.
When Mikona was turning 13, trainers license in hand, he was told by his mother to go out into the world and make some friends other than Ralts. Seeing the benefit in this, he silently nodded, living up to his last name. He asked around where he should start, heaven knows what intimidating Poke'mon are outside the city walls.
'Pewter City,' A beautiful lady in a purple tank top says telepathically. She was the Gym leader and his mothers boss, but he never got her name... 'I have a coworker there who would love to help.'
He agreed to her proposal and set off to Pewter via his mothers Sigilyph, hoping that he might make friends on his journey...