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[attr="class","cmonbody"] Just walking these streets made Dallas feel like he needed to take a shower. Of course, he was wearing one of his nice suits too. Ruined by the grime that the alleyways of Slateport seemed to ooze. He’d seen Muk’s cleaner than this place. But now was not the time to grumble to himself about that. Now was the time to leave. For some reason, Dallas had the high hopes that a job request from here could be legitimate. The blonde was not surprised when it turned out to be another dodgy request. Something that was synonymous with this area and just one of many that he turned down. [break]
A puff of smoke left his lips as wandered the moonlight streets. One-part bad habit, one part trying to fit in. It was pointless though. Looking as formal as he did in here meant all eyes were on him like some piece of meat. Dallas only gave a glare in response. Some did not take kindly to that and were beginning to follow. [break]
“Shit.” [break]
Now was not the time or place to be fighting. Even if he fancied his chances against a couple of thugs, who knew what other thug might chance upon him. In a flash, like the brave man he was, Dallas dashed down another alley. Over a fence and around another corner, then another. Was it enough? Hopefully, because he was already out of breath. [break]
He took another puff of the cigarette that somehow managed to stay in his mouth throughout the short chase. [break]
“Faster than a Slowpoke at least."

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[attr="class","cmonbody"] It was bound to happen, it was only a matter of time. One misstep was all it took before Dallas before Dallas’ body flopped onto the rocky terrain. Although it was not the way he expected. Instead of tripping he stood on what seemed to be a simple rock in the poor lighting. That was until that rock yelled at him and threw him off. Before he could even get to his feet the Lairon was staring Dallas down. Anger flaring in its piercing blue eyes. [break]
“Woah, woah, woah! It was an accident no need to-“ A fuming roar cut off Dallas. The steel Pokémon clearly did not want to hear or believe his excuses. [break]
“Well if that’s how you want to play it.” Before the Lairon could exact its revenge, the cave lit up before dimming again as a Slowpoke suddenly found itself in a tense situation. Giving both the Pokémon in front of it and his startled trainer behind him a glance before getting an idea of the situation. [break]
“Bom, it’s pissed!” The Slowpoke gave a content smile to its trainer, turning back to see the Lairon using double edge. The rocky terrain was crushed by the force it came at, before finding its target in Slowpoke. The two were sent flying onto their backs, debris flying along with them. [break]
“Bom, use Water Gun while you can!” Luckily for the slow creature, it didn’t need to be on its feet just yet while the Lairon tried to find its balance. It was pummelled by a jet of water from the Slowpoke lying on its back. Dallas could not deny, it was an amusing and amazing sight to watch. [break]
“Get in its face. Give it the ol one-two.” The trainer commanded with a poorly executed boxer imitation. Swinging his fists wildly into the air as a demonstration and hopping from foot to foot. Good thing it was too dim for anyone to see Dallas. Hopefully. [break]
Bom got onto his feet before charging at the Lairon, a bright pink and blue energy converging onto his forehead. The stunned Lairon had managed to get a moment to breathe now. And seeing the charging Slowpoke, had just enough time to use Protect. The green bubble that formed around the iron Pokémon blocking Bom’s Zen Headbutt. [break]
“Just keep at it. Water Pulse.” Despite bouncing off the protective barrier, Bom landed on his feet with a blue sphere of water forming at his mouth. Lairon used Protect again, the same green barrier appearing to block the attack. But this time it couldn’t hold. The sphere crashing through and sending the steel Pokémon into a wall. [break]
Dallas stood in between the two now, a Pokéball in hand. “You got chutzpah buddy. I like it.” The red ball was then launched in the air, tapping the injured Lairon. [break]
“That was pretty energetic for you, Bom. Do you get coffee in that ball or something?” The Slowpoke didn’t offer a response.

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@tag – 484 - Hover over the squad for moves and abilities

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[attr="class","cmonbody"]Damn was it dark in here. Not pitch black, thankfully. But enough that Dallas had to tread lightly around Rusturf Tunnel so he didn’t trip over a rock and fall flat on his face. He had bought a flashlight in advance for the trip through the tunnel but then forgot to get batteries. Dallas Rhode’ genius in action. At least he had the light of his phone to assist his way alongside the dim light that found its way into the tunnel.[break][break]
“I should really get Hawk to learn fly so I can avoid shit like this.” Was all he grumbled as he continued on. At least the tunnel was a simple one. No multiple winding paths to get lost down forever. He would come out the other side. But maybe a bit bruised if he stumbled and tripped any more.[break][break]

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@tag - 141- Hover over the squad for moves and abilities

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Dallas just wants everything to go back to the way it was. Nothing’s ever perfect mind you, but a Hoenn without Team Rocket would be a good start. Citizens not having to watch their back for the encroaching villains, and League members having an easy day’s work with little crime to deal with. That sounds like the life to Dallas. It’s not that he’s lazy. More like a care-free guy with simple goals. Hoenn wasn’t always like how it was now after all. You could maybe even call him nostalgic. He only came into helping the League recently as Rocket’s strength seemed to grow while the League became more chaotic within. Going from a simple freelancer to someone actually trying to keep some sort of order in the region. Results may vary.

FRIENDSHIPS
THE BEST GUY

Dallas tries to give everyone a fair chance and hit them with the classic charismatic smile that has helped him many times before. So, it isn’t hard to befriend him, or at least be on good terms. He does usually like to lone-wolf most things, but that is just to look cool more than anything. A helping hand would never be turned down, especially from a fellow League supporter. Even if it does ruin the cool solo man look he tries to pull off which has resulted in a lonelier lifestyle the past couple of years. At least he has Pokemon to keep him company when people don’t.

HATESHIPS
AN HONEST GUY

There are times where the man can be blunt or crude. Sometimes it’s meant to be helpful, or because he is calling someone out for the bullshit. Either way, that could piss some people off depending how they take it. Besides that, Dallas tries his best to keep his cool. Getting mad just results in you making a fool of yourself so he tries to have a calm head on his shoulders even in the most heated of moments. Everyone has their limit.
When it comes to Team Rocket members, Dallas does not have some sort of passionate hatred for them and he’s unsure if fighting fire with fire is the answer. Maybe he can just ask a Rocket member to just stop nicely.

LOVESHIPS
A LOVING GUY

Women have come and gone his life, but not often and not serious either. Love and romance are not something at the top of his to do list in life so he’s never focused or worried about it too much. Maybe after it’s all said and done with Team Rocket he can settle down. Or he’ll meet someone along the way to that, whatever comes first it doesn’t matter to him.

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