Shhh...If you insist on talking, at least be quiet about it, hmm?

Ivar would speak with a serious tone though he'd nonetheless offer a half smirk while rubbing his face.

Just kidding, you're fine...But, might I suggest putting the phone away? We don't want to give up our position, Beheeyem are rather intelligent...And if they are abducting Pokemon I'd rather surprise them with an attack rather than them surprise us with an abduction of...us...Ooof.

It'd be a shame waking up seeing nothing, but red....


Peering out from the foliage of their makeshift bush-tent-spy device thing Ivar would breathe easy knowing that elsewhere, being hidden in a pile of hay much closer to the farm than the two Trainers.

Obstagoon is ready to pounce even without orders, he'll latch onto anything with Submission from the get go, from there we knockout whatever is causing the ruckus. Be it Pokemon, or be it some thugs....A Meat House Mafia?

Hmm, now I am wondering who is behind this indeed, but perhaps more so I find myself intrigued as to why....

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Rubbish? Gremlins? Burgers....?

Haha! I'm not sure the possibility of Pokemon abducting other Pokemon is rubbish...Sure maybe they're gremlins, but I don't think Beheeyem are carnivores..., curious though, maybe they are after the livestock for meat, hmmmm.

As the two continued their exchange Ivar's mission partner June would go on to seemingly notice a group of newcomers, a series of shadowy figures stalking in the distance.

Quickly becoming more attune with his serious side Ivar would stand tall, his eyes scanning the distance while he too began to carefully move forward to investigate the unfolding situation further. Whatever they were, still cloaked in darkness, Ivar wouldn't waste any more time.

He couldn't for the sake of the job at hand.

Obstagoon, use Obstruct now, stand between those things in the distance and the livestock!

Keep them at bay!

In almost an instance Obstagoon would leap from his hiding spot, climbing out of it's hiding spot which was a massive pile of hay. From there it would begin to charge forward before sliding to a halt, arms raised in an "X" formation while it tilted it's head back with it's tongue lashing out at the air as he screamed in excited defiance.

" OBSTAAAAGOOOOON! "

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Continuing to stand in defiance Obstagoon would glare at the opposing tiny Elgyem, tongue lashing at the air as they slowly, but surely moved in closer and closer still.

And the moment they did get in closer it's defensive nature would end as it's offensive side sprung into action. While it's Fighting-Type moves, which made up most of it's repertoire, were ineffective against Elgyem, it's Ghost-Type was super effective. Tongue still lashing at the air it would charge the smaller Pokemon before then using it's obscenely large organ to lash out at it's targets. Striking one Elgyem after the other with a tongue lashing that would leave them lathered in thick, but clear drool.

That's right, tear em' down!

Due to his focus on the battle unfolding before him Ivar would be ignorant to June's own endeavor.

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Continuing their assault Obstagoon would dish out battle damage to the targeted "Sheep Stealers", even going as far as to simply grab some by their heads only to bash them into each other before rag dolling them elsewhere. Howling in confident defiance the Pokemon would continue it's assault while Ivar watched on in excitement, finding no need to speak any commands to his ally, to his friend presently. Instead the muscular fellow chose to relax and enjoy the show, their training together providing Ivar with extreme confidence in his Pokemon, confidence that even exceeded the Obstagoon's own pride in itself.

As Ivar glanced over his shoulder to view his mission partner and their work he'd proceed to sneer in glee, they had already achieved success, or seemingly so.

Good job, friend!

Turning around to return to gazing upon his Pokemon's own battle Ivar would speak again.

We'll be done here soon too! Bet!

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Uh yeah...I guess?!

But, if we send a message then maybe they'll change their ways and stop messing with folk and tamed Pokemon, y'know?

It's not like Goonie is out there breaking necks or anything, just bashing and bruising y'know?!

Nonetheless Ivar would click his tongue off of his teeth, signalling for Obstagoon to let the wild Pokemon flee in peace and to return to his side. Clamoring over with his tongue still drooping out Obstagoon would begin to chuckle to itself, wickedly smiling as it's entertainment needs were sated currently.

And he's not my beast, he's my buddy. My Pokemon aren't beasts of burden, their equal partners, y'know?

Anyways, we got the job done right? Your pups and my Goonie sure did clean house, woohoo!

Reckon we should part ways now, huh?!

/exit?

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