Seemed a good addition as any.[break][break]

It apparently hadn’t taken too long into his walk around for him to find the first little bastard in closer proximity, so after some shortened and idle thought, he reached for the number of Pokeballs he’d brought with him. With swift yet careful aim, he tossed it out with the intention to hit— with he did.[break][break]

…He just realized that the Pokeball he’d thrown wasn’t vacant.[break][break]

By the time he’d realized the familiar, blazing green flames that both escaped the capsule and completely alerted the poor fighting type (go figure, getting hit by a sudden projectile would make you pissed), it was already too late for him to recall the creature he’d accidentally sent out. With a quickened, oddly frightening display of strength (more so than usual, by the look of it) in the form of a hard hitting Bone Rush, the wild Pokemon fell long before anything could be done.[break][break]

He sighed.[break][break]

tl;dr: skipping

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”TOA, PLEASE—”[break][break]

A menace. An absolute menace to society and life as he knew it. Far be it for him to want to let his beloved barbarian of a son stretch his legs every once in a while, because apparently every time he gave him the benefit of the doubt, some poor creature ended up getting knocked straight into next week. Not even moments after the damn Hitmontop hit the ground did another contender seem to enter the ring without even knowing it.[break][break]

He saw the flame wielder already begin to wind up, scrambling for another Pokeball (and making damn sure that it was an empty one, that time) and throwing it— albeit just after it seemed to soak a hasty Bonemerang before the capsule properly made contact with its quarry.[break][break]

tl;dr: catch attempt on shieldon

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