Pokken Rider winces in pain upon hearing the Rotom loudly announces his name causing him to gently tap against his helmet as he’s nearly given tinnitus by his own comrade. ”Hey, not right in the ear, will you?” he sternly chides.

”Bzzt, sorry…”

He turns back to the Pokkenger, his lips curving upwards and widening in excitement at the other vigilante’s approval. He looks down at the man’s big hands, extending his own as he proudly shakes. ”Of course!”

He awkwardly holds onto the Pokkenger’s hand, shaking it almost feverously when he spots a pokemon lunging at the green vigilante from behind. He quickly uses his other arm to push the man away as electricity DISCHARGES from his body, sparking outwards at the jousting bug.

The unexpected attack from a human causes the knightly Escavalier to become jarred as it trembles back giving the Pokken Rider opportunity to throw a pokeball from his belt.

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Kazimir Wynter
catching escavalier.

With the final droplet of beer hitting against the ground, the ex-officer sets the can down and crushes it with his foot, grinding slightly to make sure its properly recyclable before picking it back up off the ground.

Puffing the cigarette, he glances over at the younger man, slipping the can into his jacket’s pocket as he openly stares. He’s curious enough to speculate their purpose. A lost loved one? Family? These thoughts easily rampage through his mind, but he’s not insensitive enough to ask despite his old detective habits kicking in.

Looking at the cigarette in their hand, he smiles casually as he digs out a lighter from his pocket. ”Not at all.”

Rubbing his thumb against the gears, a small flame flickers on as the ex-officer extends his arm out, offering it to the blue-haired man. He turns his head slightly as he exhales out a small puff of smoke from his lips.

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@johan
I’m so sorry for this late reply.

The ex-officer's eyes somewhat sparkle at the sight of a wandering Ditto. While it's not exactly what he's looking for, he understands the niche and flexibility that it allows as he points over at it.

"Alright, have at it Lyger!"

The flaming cat scoffs at the sight, but hearing its trainer's command, it lunges at it, quickly spinning as it sweeps low and smashes its biceps against the slime pokemon thanks to its DARKEST LARIAT.

The Ditto is knocked into the air, giving the red-haired man enough of a proper angle to pitch a pokeball at it.

- catching ditto.

Pokken Rider stretches his neck, feeling goosebumps from the unnatural cold that seems to be rapidly covering the area. ”This certainly seems to be the right area…” he mutters, looking around for better clues as to where he might have to go.

”Bzzt, yessir, there’s been a report of a tourist going missing in the small island.”

Nodding, the masked hero treads onwards on the trail. ”Turn on heat seeking mode.” Suddenly, the vizors on his helmet begin to glow a bright red as he begins making his way deeper into the cave.

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Chu-e Choi
krampus cravings

taking w/ Chu-e Choi

Hendrix raises a brow when he sees something out of the corner of his eye, turning away from the large cat over towards the grass. Spotting the Indeedee waddling out, he looks back over to the cat.

"What do you think?" he asks for its opinion, debating as to whether or not he should try to catch it.

The cat lets out a low growl before turning away. Hendrix rubs his beck as he shakes his head. While there were certainly benefits to adding it to his team, he's in dire need of something with better computer skills as while his Rotoms have easy access to the net, they aren't exactly specialized when it comes to analytical skills.

- passing.

It’s December again and yuletide blessings approach once more for Hoenn. There are merry cheers as everyone’s gathered together for festivals and sort, leaving people in pairs galore.

Hendrix quietly laments for having joined, feeling somewhat naked without his suit, but his experience as an officer has taught him the necessity of being undercover and gathering information. He can’t shake the feeling of slight danger as if he were caught in the eye of a storm; however, he expertly hides his anxiety well as he stares across the table at his ‘partner’.

”So are you here for good fun, or to get lucky?"

Andrea Benoit

hendrix emmerson + mclaren mcflurry

ohai. so I don’t actually have anything unique or exciting in terms of plot, but I would like for hendrix and mcflurry to meet and become potential friends. he's an ex-interpol officer who left his career in pursuit of becoming a vigilante and seeing as how she’s not exactly a fan of her organization, would be interested in looking out for her.

in terms of interaction, hendrix can be very lackadaisical and casual and while i'm not entirely sure of what kind of speech impediment she might have, i'm certain he wouldn’t find her annoying since he’s very open-minded.

The Pokken Rider grimaces as the reigning Urshifu manages to nimbly dodge away his punch at the last minute. He lets out an exasperated sigh as he flicks his wrist, having struck nothing but air.

He glances briefly at the jeering crowd who clearly seem more interested in the Urshifu than him; though fame and attention is far from his actual goal. ”I admit, things are looking a bit rough.” he says with a somewhat solemn and cautious tone. His hand reaches down against the protruding belt buckle, pulling out a thin yellow electronic key.

The masked hero quickly swaps it with a blue one. For a near instantaneous moment, the vizors on his helmet flicker before glowing a bright red. Winding his arms back, electricity begins to flicker from his gauntleted palm as he suddenly throws his hand out as if throwing a baseball. Lightning flares from his gauntlets as he unleashes a massive DISCHARGE of electricity at the Urshifu.

Kazimir Wynter
down for the count

As the woman’s Charizard charges in, barraging it with fiery punches, Pokken Rider begins putting distance between the two. He reaches down against his belt, pulling out an yellow electronic key from it. The glow from his vizor immediately dims as he pulls out a nearly identical key but more of a sky blue in color.

He slips it into the same slot as the previous key and the light from his suit immediately brightens back in. ”Bzzt. Aye boss.” a voice calls out on his comm lines. His grin widens as he stares at the Charizard and alien.

”Let’s go Frosty, Blizzard.” he utters in a low voice, breaking into a quick sprint as he charges at the two. As he passes by the black-haired woman, he calls over to her. ”MOVE YOUR CHARIZARD!” he madly yells, leaping forward as he reels his fist back. Frost seems to cover over his gauntleted fist, spreading upwards before he punches out against the alien right in the abdomen.

As soon as his fist connects, shards of ice suddenly blast outwards like shells scattering out from a shotgun barrel, piercing into the strange creature. The Naganadel reels back, screeching in pain as its body is continuously pierced by the sudden blizzard striking into its body before collapsing to the ground.

Pokken Rider turns back to the woman, straightening his stance as he gives her a thumbs up.

Stormy Silph
detox