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[attr="class","wildtitle"]A WILD KROOKODILE APPEARED!

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[attr="class","wildtitle"]A WILD WOOLOO APPEARED!

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Maverick was deep within his own thoughts when the little bouncing Bounsweet pokemon appeared at his feet. It took a slow growl of his canine to make him snap out of his daze. First, his gaze turned to his hell hound before falling to he feet. The creature danced around before him. But before Maverick could do say or do anything, the creature sudden was snatched up. His gaze lifted to see woman before him, cradling the creature and apologizing. The man was still a little out of it, confused as to why she was apologizing. For a moment, it was like she spoke to him in a different language and he was still trying to comprehend. But when Azula growl again, he returned to earth fully. Warm orbs spotted the lycanroc as it emerged from behind her, beautiful creature he did admire.

“Oh,” the man mumbled, his expression placid, “Don’t worry about it.” His gaze flickered down at the little pokemon before returning to her gaze. “Yeah,” he gave her light stiff chuckle, hand extended behind his head to scratch the back of his head for no real reason, “I was looking for-“ At the moment, a little wooloo appeared behind the woman but it quickly fled in a clear sign of panic. He blinked. “Did you-“ he started, hand that once was scratching the back of his head pointed behind her where the wooloo just was. “own a wooloo?” But before she could answer, something else already answered him.

A krookodile stumbled out from behind a large mangle of trees and bushes. It stared angrily at the direction the wild wooloo just ran. Bu his side, Azula snarled. Her lips peeled back and her head lowered. This got the wild angry pokemon’s attention. It faced them and let out its own roar. The man let out an annoyed sigh. He already had one of those. His warm gaze flickered to hers. “You want it?” He offered, shoving his hands back into his pockets and shrugging his shoulders, “I got one. If not, I can have Azula take care of it.” The canine stood ready to pounce into action by his side, her eyes never leaving her prey. The croc dragged its foot across the earth, ready to fight. “You can handle it, right?”

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[attr="class","wildtitle"]A WILD SNEASEL APPEARED!

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[attr="class","wildtitle"]A WILD WHISMUR APPEARED!

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The houndoom shifted her weight uneasily at her trainer’s side as the other human had her pokemon take care of the massive dark and ground type. And with nothing else to do other than wait, the new gym leader observed as her little pokemon decided it wanted to fight and took down the mighty croc pokemon with rather ease. It most, it might have been surprising such a little creature took down a big one. But, it didn’t surprise him. Honestly, he felt like nothing surprised him anymore. Was his life that boring now?

It was only when the woman tossed her ball to catch the beast that the man shrugged his shoulders casually, more to himself than anything. “Most of them are,” he agreed, sighing to himself, “But it appears that it has grabbed more attention.” Azula had already sensed there were more wild creature’s coming out of the woods around them. She let out a low growl, telling her trainer they were not alone. In fact shortly after the ball confirmed the woman’s capture, two more pokemon appeared. The first one that came into sight was whismur as it darted from one side of their path to the other. It paid no mind to the humans and their pokemon. Shortly after the wild whismur disappeared, a sneasel darted out next. Was it chasing the other one?

His warm colored orbs flickered to the own once more, hands still in his pockets. He frowned, shrugged his shoulders and offered. “All yours again if you want it.” Once again, he already had one. But if she didn’t want it, he would try to catch it himself simply because it was a dark type. Despite being a gym leader and a man who specialize in three different types of creatures, dark types still hold near and dear to his heart. Although he didn’t need one, he would get it if she didn’t want it.

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[attr="class","wildtitle"]A WILD STUNKY APPEARED!

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[attr="class","wildtitle"]A WILD STARAPTOR APPEARED!

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The man observed as she and her lycanroc took down the sneasel swiftly. And in no time at all, she tossed the ball to capture it. “Oh yeah,” the man mumbled, gaze shifted to see a staraptor sore over their head, “I’m looking for houndour lines, zorua line, spritomb, and maybe a few others.” He paused, debating if he wanted to go after the bird or not. He always thought they were a good looking bird. Maverick has done research on them and they just didn’t appeal to him as much as he would like them too. With a sigh as the bird disappeared from sight, his attention turned back to the woman.

“A female shiny abosl,” he added, getting oddly specific with what he was looking for now, “and two ultra rare pokemon called Zarude and Urshifu. Not that I would find them out here but still, you never know.” His shoulder shrugged, knowing damn well he wouldn’t find those out here. At the mention of not having any luck, he felt that. “Yeah same here,” Maverick expressed with empathy, “I don’t really either. Sometimes I feel like I have bad luck.” And that, wasn’t a lie even the slightest. The gym leader’s whole life was filled with nothing but bad luck. Look at his skin, burn scars from head to toe.

It was when the woman said something about the wild pokemon liking him that a stunky appeared. Well really, you could smell it. The hell hound let out a low grumbling growl in pre warning before the actual creature appeared. It froze at the sight of them. If Maverick didn’t already have one, he would have caught it. But unfortunately, he did. Dark type were his passion but he didn’t make enough money to feed all of them if he caught every dark type he spotted. With that, he casted a gaze at her. “I don’t know,” he poked joking, nodding to the stunky, “I think it likes you.” He let her decide if she wanted it or not. Surely, a good scare tactic would make the creature flee if she didn’t.

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[attr="class","wildtitle"]A WILD MURKROW APPEARED!

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[attr="class","wildtitle"]A WILD ORANGURU APPEARED!

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The man offered the woman a soft small smile when she offered a joke in return. He didn’t think she smelled but than again, he was all up in her business to really see.

Moving back to topic in hopes to keep things light between them, the man shrugged his shoulders and continued to talk while they searched. “I know zorua and spiritombs are very rare,” he sighed, hand extended out to pat Azula as she strolled by his side, “But I feel like they almost don’t exist here.” It was true. And honestly, he has yet to see a trainer having one themselves. He has heard rumors of them being seen and caught on Hoenn, but maybe they were just rumors. “As for houndours” a true smile and sparkles in his eyes could see seen when it came to this creature “I have quite a few now. I don’t know what it is, but I feel as though they are my creature” he paused, staring a Azula as she sniffed the ground for a scent, “Almost as though they call to me and I call to them. Spirit pokemon I guess.” He wasn’t sure what it was. All the gym leader knew, it was something special.

Azula let out a snort that broke the man from his little daze, his gaze flickered to see oranguru chilling by a tree. Those were rare pokemon and often times, highly sought after. “If you don’t mind,” he started, motioning for Azula to take it down with a nod, “I’ll like to catch that.” Whether she said yes or no, it didn’t matter. Azula was already into action. She let loose a ferocious snarl as she darted to face the oranguru. The wild pokemon paid her no mind at first. This made her mad. Taking in a deep breath, a stream of flames poured out from her muzzle in a flamethrower towards the wild creature. The oranguru apparently didn’t seem to care. It took the attack, feeling the burn from the flamethrower until it stopped. Although burned, it stared at Azula as though it really just didn’t care. The canine growled, whipping herself around to use iron tail at it. Again, it took the attack. It whined at the burns that still lingered but remained still. Azula growled around, darting in with a crunch. The creature whined again, eyes closed as though it fell asleep. It was out.

Reaching into his pocket, the man tossed an empty ball at it. The ball hit its mark and sucked the creature in, closing and falling to the ground. Azula let out a small whine and head titled in confusion as to why the creature didn’t fight back. Maverick didn’t seemed concern. In fact, he continued his conversation with the woman as he waited for the confirm capture. “What are you looking for?” He questioned, curious about what type of pokemon she was into, “If you don’t mind me asking of course.” Often times, the types of pokemon a trainer wants or collects tell a lot about a person.