A MAN MADE DEITY

altivolans-avis

Mallory is trying to read, leave her alone. 

{ ✧ } ⇢ Fine then. Not he wanted to interact anyway.

{･ω･}—   “Nope. Nuh-uh," Roxy replied, shaking her head on the last two syllables. “Sorry, Muto. I ain’t sending them out for this." Still… Roxy couldn’t help but wonder why he was so insistent on the matter. Not only that, it didn’t make sense to her. Pokemon battles were for Pokemon— duh. She should really stick to strictly coordinating…

{ ✧ } ⇢ "Well aren't you a bore?" he retorts with a shake of his own head. A frown flits on his feature and he huffs, much akin to that of a child. Honestly though he wanted a fight - a good fight. An irritated sound left his lips, "Fine then go back to your contests or whatever you do."

{･ω･}—   Huh? Waaait, what? Roxy pursed her lips together, hesitantly pulling Chansey’s Pokeball back. “Now hold up, Mister Muto. There is no way I’m having my Pokemon attack a human. How can you accept a battle if you don’t have a team?" That was just whack to her.

{ ✧ } ⇢ Heh. They always thought he was insane for wanting a battle when he didn't have a team. Tch, silly humans. "Why don't you just release one of your pokemon and find out?" He was itching for a good brawl - the pokemon in the cave and in the surrounding area not challenging enough for him.

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"Learn from me, kids. Don’t fight over a pack of cigarettes…it’s not worth it in the end." Don’t worry, she was already healing. But, hey, she got the pack of cigarettes. 

{ ✧ } ⇢ ....All that over a pack of dumb smokes? ['Seems like too much effort for something so trivial.']

Tomorrow is another day And you won’t have to hide away You’ll be a Man, Boy ! But for now it’s time to Run, it’s time to Run !

{･ω･}—   Aww, sweet! Finally, some battle practice! “Thats Roxy, to you, mister. Gotta tell you firsthand, though, I’m not much of a trainer." Reaching into her bag, Roxy pulled Chansey’s Pokeball out but hesitated before releasing the Pokemon. “You first."

{ ✧ } ⇢  "Muto," he replied, as gloved hands stretched, fingertips tingling in the anticipation of a fight. He watched her with interest as she pulled out a pokeball - normal-type he could tell that match. However when she was so polite as to let him go first he chuckled. "You should go first Roxy - since I have no pokemon to throw out. I'll be the one actually battling you today."

{･ω･}—   “Hellooo, mister! Fancy a battle, maybe?"

{ ✧ } ⇢ "Battle?" A grin curved itself on his lips. "Sure why not girlie? Give me your all."

A loud sound caught his attention, though, the male pausing for a moment. “What in the…" Onyx, ten o’clock! He let out a shrill shout of surprise, quickly scrambling out of the way of the sliding pokemon’s path in a panic. Where the hell did it even come from?! Andi could feel his heart racing as he stared at it, suddenly very worried when he didn’t see it moving. “O-Oh… Oh dear…" he murmured, getting up and hurrying over to it. It was badly hurt… What could have done this to it?

The creature groaned and gave the onyx another kick before it heard the worried muttering of some kid. Crimson gaze followed the sound of the voice and saw (a girl? a boy?) fawning over the onyx. Pfft. ['Stop your worrying its not dead.']