[attr="class","rosepost"]Another day, another scam. Well, Archer wouldn't have called it a "scam" as such. More of a "heist"... Heck, it wasn't even that. It was stealing some random passerby's wallet and hoping that there was enough in there to mean that they wouldn't have to repeat the whole routine an hour later...

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The young man contemplated the two new pokeballs that he had in his hands. He'd been given them not that long ago but hadn't really had much of an opportunity to use them. Already, he dismissed any notion of using Araquanid. A one meter eighty water spider was not something he wanted to be calling out in the middle of Slateport park unless it was absolutely unavoidable. The Scrafty however could potentially be useful. For the time being however, he would stick to the tried and tested method he'd been using for so long now. He cast a brief glance towards Dizzy. As usual, the dusclops stubbornly refused to be where she was supposed to be; that was to say her pokeball. The pokemon had been watching those present in the park for a while now, staring intently at them with her single large cyclops eye. Seeing her partner's interest, the ghost-type would point towards a figure in the crowd. "Them?" Archer questioned. "You sure?" He got only a nod from his accompanying pokemon. "Well, then, you know what to do."

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It was a tried and tested technique. One that they had more or less perfected over the course of their time on the streets. Archer would begin to move, drawing in a little bit closer to their target. At the same time, Dizzy would follow them from afar. Then, when Archer was close enough to be able to move but not so much as to appear suspicious, she would let loose a little confuse ray. If it made contact, their victim would soon fall victim to its effects, staggering around. At which point, Archer would sneak in and help himself to their wallet and whatever they might have in their pockets.

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At least, that was the theory.