#maximummask

Looker's boots sunk with every step he took. He grunted, as his feet squished with the wet mud underneath him. He paused in his stride, glancing around as his surroundings in the misty haze. Bugs swarmed around him. He grunted even louder as he tried to read what looked like a faded sign from the side of that old path, all while avoiding sinking into the cold, wet mud. Croagunk, meanwhile, loved this environment. Being the amphibian he was, he wallowed in the mud like it was going out of style.

As the poinsonous frog was left to carry out his natural duties, Looker took note that the sigh read "Pastoria City". He sighed. Well, at least he was going the right way. "Of course... it would been of greater efficiency  had I just utilized the northern route to Veilstone..." He grumbled. "Croagunk! Come!" He commanded, grabbing the amphibious Pokemon's attention before trudging down the soggy, muddy path into the small city.

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"...So, this would appear to be Pastoria City...?" Looker glanced around. The place was much less a city, more of like, a town in a swamp, basically. He sighed. Looks like he'd have to stay for night here...

Looker took a step, suddenly caught off guard when he heard a hearty, "Hello!" chirped from right behind him! He jumped, and ultimately tripped over his own two feet, landing face first into the soggy, wet ground. Growing rather annoyed, Looker picked himself up, and began to rant, "For what was the purpose of such--" He froze, seeing a large, muscular man looming over top of him with the brightest smile he had ever seen.

Looker blinked.