Breathing room / Jello / Core

[Thomas DuPont]

Thomas put his hand on the bag for a second longer, he could've swore the egg was going to start bucking again, but it held relatively still. But as he watched Giu, laughing almost like a fox as he said the words 'chicken fucker' back at him, he noticed that his hiccups had died down. N E A T. Now he could sound as normal as he could pull off... which wasn't very normal. "You mean... like. To train? In the city? Can people do that!?" He asked, his voice getting lower naturally as he looked around once again before turning back to Giuseppe, face written in reasonable worry. He'd never battled in his life, ever, save for those rare times he bumped into wild Pokemon and had to defend his self. He'd never thought about the idea of battling where people could see. Thomas seemed to stop to think on it for a moment before turning his head back towards Giu, unsure but he'd tell him. "If you really want, I thought I heard some Pokemon makin sounds a little that way." He pointed behind him, to where some garbage was piled up, but there certainly was an alley way. "Can't really stop mid air to look." Hinting he had, obviously, jumped over the garbage to clear it.

-tag- Giuseppe Esposito -notes- 4/15 SHINY LITWICK -team-

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[Giuseppe Esposito]

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The man’s almost child-like surprise was interesting to Giuseppe. Having spent a large number of years living on his own, primarily in the jungle but occasionally “vacationing” in the city, he had seen a number of back-alley happenings: Pokémon battling, illegal tradings, drug deals, prostitution, robbery, pickpocketing, and of course the ever growing threat of Plasma’s abuse towards citizens who had gotten caught up in the wrong place at the wrong time. Hell, he had even participated in a number of them, at least at one point in his life. He wondered for a moment about Thomas’ upbringing. Was he from this region? And if so, did his parents manage to keep him so far out of Plasma’s touch (or, perhaps, so deeply into their touch) that he didn’t know about training in the shadows, constantly peeking over your shoulder and listening to the sounds around you a little more carefully so as to not get caught?[break][break]

He took Thomas’ brief moment of silence to say, ”Only if you know how not to get caught.”[break][break]

Giving Thomas a friendly smile, Giuseppe stuffed his hands farther into his pockets and made his way around him. He remained aware of every noise, and every shadow of movement in the alley as he walked, fully aware that he was showing his back to this odd stranger. He was ready if were to feel or hear the man lunge at him, as was Bond. Although, he certainly did hope that the man didn’t go for his back, as that would put the eggs in his bag in danger. He’d much rather him go for the shoulder or the arm - it’d be easier to break the other man’s elbows that way anyway. [break][break]

”Over here, you say?” he asked as he inched closer to the trash can. [break][break]

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bc lapras 8/10[break]
shiny bc stunfisk 6/10[break]
shiny bc totodile 5/10[break][break]

I have perhaps led us to needing a spawn

Thomas DuPont

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[Thomas DuPont]

Thomas's gripped the straps on his backpack, feeling the egg twitch ever so carefully in the bag. He watched Giu walk by him, too intrigued by his ballsy nature to just walk away. He was attracted to this guy's ability to just act like shit was ok. It made him curious, so he followed. 'Only if you know how not to get caught.' He made a soft huh, climbing over a closed dumpster to jump down on the other side of it. "Yea. They sounded like they were over here somewhere." He spoke up, not really looking in the alleyway directly behind him as he got distracted by something else. Stepping over to it carefully, he shoved his hands into his ragged pants pockets and bent over to check it out. He was now entirely distracted... but still easily startled.

-tag- Giuseppe Esposito -notes- 5/15 SHINY LITWICK also i'm gonna scare the shit out of him with a Pokemon spawn -team-

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[The Great Scoot]

Shortly after the attentive duo began their trek through the litter-filled alleys the Pokémon sounds Thomas noticed earlier began to become louder, it sounded like a dispute of some kind, but not one that had gotten physical yet. Turning the corner, you see two Pokémon standing off with each other.

One of them is a rather trashy sight, that is to say, it is a trubbish. It seems to be protecting a panel on the side of the wall from a small insect Pokémon trying to get at it; a joltik. The trubbish seemed to be trying to convince the small ergovore to feed on some half dead batteries instead of the wall panel. The joltik meanwhile gave the distinct impression of not caring about stale electricity like that.

Once the Pokémon spot the two travelers, the  trubbish makes a plaintiff cry and motion towards the joltik, apparently trying to enlist your aid in the defense of this building's electricity.

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Thomas DuPont Giuseppe Esposito

2 Pokémon appear! 


"Lemme at that sweet, sweet, shock juice, TRASH!"
Joltik | M
Lvl. 5
Compound Eyes | Unnerve
Absorb | Fury Cutter | Electro web


"Can you PLEASE talk some sense into this kid?"
Trubbish | F
Lvl 5
Stench | Sticky Hold
Poison Gas | Pound | Recylce