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i used to dream in the dark of palisades park

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Lars

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thirty-three

july 26

alto mare, johto

don’t know, don’t care

ranger & courier

ex-head ranger

tonight

is gonna be the loneliest

6’2 hair down, 6’4 hair up height

nessuno vince.

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through the motions

POSTED ON Aug 16, 2019 19:16:14 GMT

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He’d lapsed out for a few days, due to having to attend to some Ranger-related stuff. But now that Lars had gotten them all squared out, he was back in the Hyacinth…training grounds.

Because even someone like him needed the exercise, that’s what.

He had his entire team of six out, and was overseeing the motions. Gula and Thor were facing off against each other in a grappling match, while Javert and Zeis were practicing their accuracy on a large pole not too far away. The Lucario had retreated somewhere to keep an eye on everyone else (because who knew when tempers would rise and he would have to step in)…

…and where was Ro in all of this?

“Ro. Look. I know you’ve done quite a bit the last time. But now’s not the time to get too confident in yourself,” he says to the hulking beast of a Metagross. “Don’t let that power get to your head!” he adds crossly a few moments later, knocking on one of the Pokémon’s legs.

He hears a grating sound of disapproval coming from the other, and he could only sigh.

“Come on. Don’t be an ass. Let’s practice with Alpha. Please? Or at least take a look at what the others are doing?” he tries to reason with Ro, hoping the other would listen.

Maybe the power of that… that thing got to his head… he thought furtively, taking a few steps back, contemplative look on his face.

It isn’t until he sees Alpha approaching does he look up and wonder why the other is approaching him.

“Yes, Alph? What is it?” he asks the Lucario, eyebrows raised for a few moments.

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POSTED ON Aug 16, 2019 19:32:04 GMT

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Training was an important aspect of Moses’ life. He had done so to escape the pressures of his life, and in the end, with two fully evolved Pokemon - the result was one he was quite proud of. He needed to expand his party but for now he was satisfied with his results. But there was always room for improvement.

Coming upon the training grounds, he found that he wasn’t alone as he preferred to be. Which was fine, he didn’t mind all that much. He just hoped whoever this guy was wouldn’t make anything problematic for him. As he jogged briskly around the training compound, Moses watched while tying his hair into a ponytail. Zeus the Raichu stood on all fours by his side, sizing up both trainer and his battling companions. Moses knew he was probably outmatched, but that didn’t bother him all that much. Any experience, whether winning or losing, was enough training for him.

“I need to get a haircut…” he mutters to himself, sweeping his thick bangs from his line of vision. He didn’t recognize this guy’s face at all - hopefully, this wasn’t going to involve him in any drama. He just wanted to work out today.

“Yo,” he calls out, “mind if we join you?”

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Lars

he / him / his

thirty-three

july 26

alto mare, johto

don’t know, don’t care

ranger & courier

ex-head ranger

tonight

is gonna be the loneliest

6’2 hair down, 6’4 hair up height

nessuno vince.

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POSTED ON Aug 16, 2019 19:52:01 GMT

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The Lucario points as discreetly as possible—they’re not alone.

Well, at least it’s someone who’s in this House, he thinks to himself privately as most of his Pokémon stop to take a look at the newcomer. Fr all of five seconds, several pairs of eyes look at the other man, before they all look at their human companion and he gives a single whistle.

“Back at it, all of you,” he says after the cue, and four out of the six resume what they were doing—two continue their grappling fest, while the other two continue to practice their aim. He looks up himself, and that’s when he sees that they have company.

“Sure, this place is big enough for everyone to use,” he says at first, trying his hardest not to size up the other based on their looks—he’d have to see the Pokémon he had. He couldn’t tell what the other’s specialty was.

“Looking to get a workout in? A practice battle?” he offers a few moments later, nodding at the Lucario’s direction—who then goes off to ‘talk’ with the Metagross.

The offer stood on the table.

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Being stared down was a little bit… exciting. Moses feels his heart beat a bit faster, a sudden burst of adrenaline hitting him. He stands his ground, keeping a cool smirk on his lips, keeping his composure as unfazed as possible. Another facade.

But one their trainer call them back to what they were doing, they comply immediately. It’s fascinating to see how others dealt with their Pokémon, and he did so with only a whistle and a few words. Moses lowers his eyes to his Raichu, his eyelashes fanning out. “Mmn, yeah, a little bit of both, really.” Zeus the Raichu also stands his ground, his expression determined, albeit feisty. All Raichus are angry little fuckers, Moses thought jovially. “I usually come ‘round the crack of dawn n’ get a sweat in, but I’ve been busy exploring this place. Hoenn really knows how to get it on.”

The festivities were really cool… and really distracting.

He brings out a Pokéball, allowing his second partner to come out to stretch its fin-legs. The Eelektross stretches its long body, yawning.

“You from ‘round here? I ain’t.” He tilts his head, almost forgetting the most important part of an introduction: “Name’s Moses.”

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