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Kazimir Wynter

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Participating in the tournament had proven to be a more grueling effort than Eddie had originally anticipated. [break][break]

Maybe it was because his own experience battling was a little lacking. After all, the occasional tussle with the boys back home was nothing compared to the grueling nature of the back-to-back battles he'd been a part of over the last few days. Maybe it was because his opponents were far tougher than he'd thought they'd be; none of his buddies in Cascaraffa had anywhere near the level of skill that these challengers possessed, and Eddie was somewhat astonished to find that he had lost as many battles as he had won. Either way, after spending the better part of the day kicking ass (and having his ass kicked), Eddie decided it was time for a break. [break][break]

He found himself idly wandering past some of the food stalls, Beau ambling alongside, trying to discern by sight and smell the best place to grab a snack. Fish and chips from the Galarian food truck down the street? Nah, too greasy. Alolan food from the food stall around the corner? Maybe, but he was already walking in the opposite direction. Oh, but that Unovan hot dog stand looked amazing – [break][break]

As Eddie's eyes swept over the food stalls, they landed upon something that immediately chased away all thoughts of food. A little ways off, sitting next to a red-head, was the coolest god damn Pokemon he had ever seen! What was that, some kind of Ursaring with a gym membership? Eddie had never seen anything like it. He couldn't stop himself; before he knew it, Eddie found himself bee-lining towards the cool-ass bear and his human companion, [break][break]

“Yo, cool Pokemon!” Eddie called with a wave as he approached. The Paldean Tauros accompanying him snorted in greeting as well, eyeing man and bear with his own keen interest.

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