"sure i have, just not one of this type..."

bold of him to assume that he's never done anything like this before. back in paldea, riding with a cyclizar on land was a common occurrence, and corviknight was ideal for air rides. but a pyroar on the other hand? one must have possessed something akin to a deathwish if they would even consider it as a means of transportation. most times, it'd be difficult enough to tame or capture one, let alone ride one. for that, suppose that silv ought to give credit where it was due. and there were three of them available at that!

impressive, indeed...

the smallest of the pride appeared to have taken a liking to the man, much to his surprise. and easily enough, silv was allowed to mount the feline without much of a struggle. saddling the cat was one thing, but striding atop of it was another thing entirely - as he would soon learn. with the wind in his face as he grappled the reins as if they were the last thing standing between him and imminent doom, silv and kion sprinted not far behind their party leader. they'd come to a halt just as josh did.

eyeing the indicated clue, the search commenced for any other signs of the victims. a clinking noise would ring at silverio's and kion's feet, prompting the man to lend another look downward. lo and behold..."here...looks like a bike chain; it must've turned loose somehow...something tells me that however this happened, it may not have been accidental..."

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Josh Devlin

a little known fact revealed.

naturally, anyone would be taken by surprised by the former paldean champion's tiny tidbit. surely at some point, the league must have had a way to run a background check on anyone that would be affiated with them, including the ranger corps. silverio had never mentioned the particular notion about himself to airi, among many others. because, one, he plainly assumed that it was common knowledge to his peers. and two? "well, i don't recall you ever asking about my past life as a trainer. or maybe you had once and i forgot. either way, i guess the delcatty's out of the bag now!" he teased the woman, a hearty laughter that could heard throughout the dark corridors soon following.

an unexpected touch upon him would render him red in the face for but a moment until it was swiftly retracted. it was at the moment where airi's own signature pokémon would come into play. "it's about time you decided to join the party!" he jested again. normally, he would joke about himself having to 'carry' airi, since she often preferred to remain on the back lines and assist with tending to the wounded, which was a fair and valid motion in its own right. after witnessing the gardevoir make quick work of both the small critter and the four-armed superpower, he feigned impression with a exasperated whistling. "i gotta say, you and your buddy there aren't bad yourselves, airi."

a roar in the immediate distance!

"and here comes another new challenger!" a dynamic punch from a crabominable would miss wildly. the ceruledge would use this leverage to its advantage, delivering a swift psycho cut to its back, downing it in one fell swoop, and leaving it wide open for a ball to secure it.

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catching crabominable

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