Dark Trainer

"She is my first Pokemon, but I do have a small team." Vivi answers as she kneels down to scoop up Gwen. "I have yet to figure out how to bring her back to her Sylveon form, or find my other team members."

"This guy used to be a bad ass Mightyena, but now look at him. back to being small and slightly weaker. "

”Gwen used to be a Sylveon, so I can agree it is pretty jarring to see her back to her Eevee form.” She pauses. “I do believe, though, she still knows what she knew before we came here.” Sidney would know Vivianne’s speaking about her Eevee’s moves.

"Several months huh."

And the Sylveon hasn't come back. Huh. it shows a bit of control, or perhaps lack of trying. in other words not something to worry about. Wether they were strong or not, his pokemon were his pals.

"She is my first Pokemon, but I do have a small team." Vivi answers as she kneels down to scoop up Gwen. "I have yet to figure out how to bring her back to her Sylveon form, or find my other team members."

"This guy used to be a bad ass Mightyena, but now look at him. back to being small and slightly weaker. "

"Cute gal, she your first pokemon or you got a party with you already?" Idly petting, it seems like two normal pokemon trainers.

Jacinthe came forward at this point, pausing about a meter from the collapsed Poochyena and leaning down, resting her hands on her knees.

Alas he continues to play dead, by at this point some nice shoes entered the picture. Sidney with all his young wisdom had scooped up the pokemon, unwilling to put it back inside their pokeball for now since he is kind of lonely without the rest of his team.

"Amazing, win or lose a battle is still a battle and by charm alone. Your Clefairy is a top...2nd place to my pokemon."

Unwilling though to concede cuteness when he highly has the same taste as a classy lady most of the time. a influence from his older companions within the elite four.

"ah..?"

An airport...? What was an airport..? The boy pauses for a moment, as though processing what was said before awareness is blinked back into his eyes.

"That...that would be helpful...yes..."

Taking some kind of aircraft to go home would be wonderful, actually. In fact if Claus could just fly home he would take it in a heartbeat. But it seems as though that isn't an option at the moment...At least, not with how oddly thorough whoever brought them here is. He doesn't even have his wings anymore...

The child folds his hands behind his back, straightening his posture before addressing the man who spoke to him.

"So you're...here against your will too..?"

The boy's voice is surprisingly monotone, his entire body tense. Though, said tension seems to ease when he notices the little...creature(..?) beside the man.

"Yeah, freshly kidnapped and all that jazz. They couldn't bother with giving me back my friends either."

Bark.

There is mischief in these eyes.

"its fine, its not something I should be saying out loud. After all this ain't my world."

He'll complain later.

Till pales. Like… as big as the wegyein from his world? Did they all start out so… tiny? Maybe Orthus was even more like Ivan than he originally thought...

“’Pokemon’? Oh. Yeah. They don’t got those here. I mean, some people do, I guess, but not most people. But almost everyone’s got a computer.”

"Sounds wrong to me."

"Geez...what can I even do here...its not like I'm a super genius that can find myself out of here."

"Guess your eating all organic meat till we get some poke food, huh big guy."

“What’s a ‘rabies’? Is that his name?”

Till gets to his feet, trying not to look too sullen at being denied a chance to pat the cute pup.

"Beside he only likes me , but he's pretty safe to be around. He used to be a lot bigger but now we both just got here."

"Was thinking of ...I don't know, a library. A computer, a pokemon center, but it looks like it ain't much use."