[attr="class","evantalk"]

It's less Evan and more the sudden tenseness of his vaporeon that makes Evan move back out of instinct despite not being the target. Before he can get a word or action in edgewise though the other man has already begun to dispatch it, leaving Evan tense and annoyed again. He takes a deep breath, counts to ten and releases the air. "Because of course there was one of those blasted things on the pass tonight."

He tries really hard to give the pokemon the benefit of the doubt because in reality they were on its turf not the other way around. It had a right to defend its home. "Of course." it's a reminder to calm himself down.

At first the approaching slowking seems like a threat but Poise quickly lets down his guard, watching the pokemon with narrowed eyes as it makes a leisurely approach. It seems to have been attracted by the battle but instead of engaging itself the pokemon uses its heal pulse on no one in particular before wondering off and Evan's grateful for just a moment to breath before he focuses back in on Orion.

"First you should work on that hun." Because it's much easier to focus on other people than it is to focus on himself. A piece of advice is far easier for him to spout than his own reality. "I get it, most people hate confrontation but that's half your problem." though his words are serious the bubbling annoyance makes it difficult for him to keep the even tone they would normally be delivered with.

"Stop looking at it as confrontation. Confrontation makes it sound like a battle or a fight or an argument. Look at it as you just talking, setting boundaries. The other half literally doesn't matter. They doesn't exist while you're talking, you are saying your piece and seeking a discussion about the topic and if they choose to make it a confrontation that's on them." he's talking with his hands again.

"But yes, some punk hung around after closing and tried to start shit with me and to be totally honest with you?" it's only phrased as a question by his tone, as if looking for permission to be honest. He doesn't wait for it.

"Shouldah punched him. I didn't. But I wanted to. Who the hell comes into someone's business, someone's home and starts shit?" it was a blatant lack of respect and he hated it.

Orion Lykos
>>passing

[attr="class","evantalk"]

Before he can even get an answer in the kid is already off on another battle, getting distracted by the pokemon on the path. To be fair, Evan doubles over in laughter at the Galarian pokemon that surfaces on the route because frankly, he can't take is seriously. Evan is so lost in his laughter that the passing machoke is paid no mind, he's far more entertained by the pokemon the kid saw first.

The laughter subsides in time for the kids battle to end, "Just a sec, need a moment." he sucks in a breath, something to get him back under his own feet before he answers him.

"I think that's better left for another day, if at all. You've had your pokemon out and doing a fair amount already after all." he comments, alluding to the fact his pokemon have done their fair share of battling already as they've been on the path. His own are used to trying to keep up with him, expecting them to think on their feet well. "You should let them get some rest, especially if you're planning to challenge the gym at all."

Which he assumes the kid is, seeing as he had asked about the gym ahead earlier.

alec foster
>>passing

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The group stumbles upon a stream. The Musharna is eager to stop awhile though the fire type is understandably nervous. Evan insists they sit on the bank awhile because the pokemon must become used to some things at some point.

And so they sit, the pokemon mimicking the human and crossing his legs in the same manner even does. He closes his eyes and the pokemon does. It's the gentle sound of the stream that lets him boil down his senses, focusing on the surroundings. The pokemon recognizes what they are doing, something Evan has taught him to calm himself when he grows too excited.

The rustling of a pokemon makes both their eyes snap open. Honing in almost instantly on the pokemon across the stream from them, it watches them for a moment before moving on.

Evan gives the fire pokemon a quick smile, a closes his eyes again to listen.

>>passing

[attr="class","evantalk"]

woop woop here we go spoiling the bartender again

+1 MEGA ACCESSORY Corvitite for a corviknight! [-500pd]
The jewel sits in one of Evan's many rings, excavated years ago from deep within the earth during his many travels across the world. The exact location he cannot recall.

The following will be applied to his ♦shiny! rookidee
Redeeming a type 2 evo x1
Rookidee > Corvisquire
Redeeming a type 3 evo x1
Corvisquire > Corviknight

Corvknight learns the evolution move Steel wing!

Purchasing 1 lvl tutor! [-40pd]
Corviknight learns Hone claws!

Purchasing 1 tm move! [-60pd]
Corviknight learns Substitute!

Purchasing 2 egg moves! [-160pd]
Corviknight learns Sky attack and Roost!

Final outcome:
+1 Mega
Rookidee >> Corviknight | Steel wing, Hone claws, Drill Peck, Substitute, Sky attack, Roost
-1 types 2 candy, -1 type 3 candy, -760pd

\ovo/

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[attr="class","evantalk"]

a flock lands ahead of then and evan hurries to catch up, hoping to catch another one of them before they can fly off and he loses them he's mostly come here looking for the birds after all, the rest are extras.

When evan gets there he scares off a fair few but one in particular stays behind, watching him as he approaches. The man sits in front of the pokemon and they both watch each other tentively, he grins at the odd coloring. He's pleased as a ripe peach to see it.

He holds out his hand and slowly the bird approaches it, taloned feet climbing up in small movements until it balances on his hand. He grins wide and the pokemon gives hima familiar tweeting sound in greeting. It takes a couple of tries for evan to mimic it satisfactorily, but once he does they twitter back and forth awhile before je decide for certain to bop the safari ball against a fluttering wing.

>>EEEEEEE capture

[attr="class","evantalk"]

Evan recognizes the hissing of the vaporeon instantly, drawing him away from the plant he has been tending while the pokemon watches over and helps him water the rest of the garden.

"Poise" the sternness in his voice is one the pokemon is familiar with as he receives it more often than anyone else in their growing gaggle of pokemon.

It turns to grimace at him over his shoulder. "Put out the fires but give it a moment." The vaporeon resigns himself to following the fire squirrel around, dowsing whatever flames manage to try and take purchase before they can do damage to anything and it is obvious the creature thinks he is above this. Even when he thinks he will put the pokemon out of its misery Evan intercepts the behavior knowing it will happen ahead of time.

after awhile, the pokemon seems to tucker itself out, Evan allows it a berry or two of its very own to munch on and short after bops the pokeball on its head. The pokemon seems like it could use a good home to go back to instead of continuing to wonder around.

>>caapping

[attr="class","evantalk"]

The little pokemon seems to be having a field day practicing its howl. Evan sits to watch it for a little while, his pokemon joining him lazily as they take their time with their stroll through the safari. There is plenty more for them to see deeper in and Evan is in no hurry to make it there.

The pokemon tumbles over its own feet in its excitement and evan and his pokemon chuckle, decided that perhaps with that it is time for them to move on into the other parts of the safari.

>>passing

[attr="class","evantalk"]

"Well perhaps one of these day you'll get the chance to make good on that then." Evan grins, it's not that he wouldn't accept it eventually it was just that at that moment there wasn't any need for such a thing.

If Evan was concerned about the time of day he didn't show it, today was a day off so unless his phone went off he didn't really care too much. "You'll get used to them with time." he states, nonchalantly as before. It takes time but he imagines the youngster will curb his own over-excitement eventually. The beginning of a new region could be easily overwhelming, something he knew all to well.

Evan straightens himself, returning to standing when the kid asks him about pokemon battles. It's a topic that is neither here nor there to him.

"I've spent my fair share on the gym circuit, but I've never found it overly appealing to be honest." it truth his experience was rather extensive considering his time traveling and he'd had more than his fair share of badges in various regions over the years. Nowdays? Not so much.

alec foster
>>that's fine by me, whenever you want!

[attr="class","evantalk"]

Evan perks up, having lost track of their goal while they spoke. He'd given the topic his full attention, he couldn't shake the feeling that it was needed. Such topics were heavy and keeping them to yourself weighed on the soul, dragged it down and for many broke it. Even the strongest and most stubborn of people must take solace somewhere, must let the weight be lifted now and again.

"Agreed, and I fear I may have actually been out in the cold a little too long." he chuckles. though he's not so stupid as to leave all the metal he normally wears in him, much has been swapped for their acrylic counterparts to save him trouble, not all were so easily saved the trouble the cold brings him.

There's a little more pep in his step. "If ever you need it again dear, you know where to find me." he means it and it shows in his grin. He knows the value of being able to speak about things like this. "Don't be afraid to stop by whenever you need to." He knew it might be a little out of the way for her, but the offer would stand regardless.

"For now though, we ought to pick up the pace, it seems out little friend has spotted it too."

The delibird seems to making a beeline for the place as fast as his little legs will take him, and it's best they make it before it gets too much darker. Or worse.

cait alfric
>>if you wanted to wrap this one up we can or keep going i'm up for either <3

[attr="class","evantalk"]

He nods when she repeats his word choice, as if confirming that it is the best way to describe how he feels. It is not something he has ever hidden but but was still a difficult matter for him to put into words. Especially in the presence of those that did consider themselves devout. It made him feel like his choice of words had to be carefully picked to avoid being misunderstood.

"I do when I can." sometimes an easier feat than others, though his travels were constant most of his life and made such endeavors sporadic at best.

"Regardless of my own view or relationship with them, they do much for others and many rely on their beliefs for their own inner piece. I visit them out of respect for that even if I do not always feel the same for myself."

His smile returns when he looks over at her. "I've spent most of my life traveling, I've met a lot of the tribes the world over that still worship the gods and take from their stories." Evan had always taken the time to speak with such individuals, feeling it the best way to learn of the gods. Better than any books or classroom could teach.

He opts not to speak of his own relationship with the gods, a subject he doesn't even know well enough himself to feel that he can. Instead he opts to return the subject to her. "I assume your's is quite strong however, considering what I just watched you do." it is an invitation for her to speak of herself in turn, though he won't blame her if she chooses not to.

cait alfric

[attr="class","evantalk"]

The huffing mimikyu is ignored, because Evan knows she'll get over it before long. The two of them have done this tit for tat too long for it to hold water.

"No actually, budew normally go for bodies of water, not trees." They come to a stop, looking up in the tree the pokemon seem to have determined is worthy of interest. His own pokemon circle it, the lilligant laying a leafed hand on the trunk and looking up. She looks over her shoulder at Evan and he sighs. "Either the weather caused this or we might have some other kind of trouble on our hands."

He pokes at the mimikyu on his shoulder and she jumps, little claws digging into the cloth of his top. "Well? You're the one that likes throwing things." she chitters at him before scurrying down his arm, hopping from where his hand is outstretched for her onto the ground. "We can handle getting someone up there if you can watch out for trouble, I get the feeling something else is responsible for this."

Without waiting for confirmation the Mimikyu takes matters into her own hands, shadow reaching across the ground and bellow his whimsicott, the lightest of his pokemon thanks to his fluff. Rather unceremoniously the pokemon is laughed into the air in much the same way Meg had launched herself. She hops back and forth in her spot herself, because the pokemon most definitely enjoys throwing things and the whimsicott seems to be used to this.

Orion Lykos
>>;w; she tries

[attr="class","evantalk"]

"Well maybe it shouldn't go around punching people then."

At least someone is finding amusement out of his behavior. It makes it easier for Evan to tolerate himself for the moment, feeling that this is too reminiscent of the way he used to be, a self he's tried too hard to leave behind to have it crop up again now.

He has to remind himself that it is okay to show a little more character now and again. Not every part of him played a part in the path he used to tread, and while the mellowness of his usual character is not a lie it's but a surface layer to what lies beneath. It is the nature he chose.

A nervous hand reaches for the back of his neck as he looks away for a moment, watching something in the sky as he thinks what Orion says over. He's found himself quite alright with the others company in the past, perhaps it wouldn't hurt to say something. The fact he's trying so hard to reassure him it's not that he has to explain himself only that if he wants to talk he can makes it a little easier to say something.

"Okay so like-" Evan talks with his hands, and it only seems to add another layer of attitude to what he's got to say. "Lets say, if you had a problem with somebody, like kind of a big deal problem, would you go to their home or place of business and start shit or would you go and talk to them like a decent fucking human being?"

His hands gesticulate the other/or of his question, his eyebrows arch slightly, head tilting ever so slightly with the rising annoyance. It's rather obvious what he thinks the answer should be obvious, it shouldn't even need to be asked and yet here he is, asking it anyway. Not realy of Orion of course, but just to be sure they'll be on the same page before he goes off.

Even if a pokemon thinks it might get close despite the scizor, the vaporeon's haughty gaze and tendency to hiss seems enough to ward the rest off while the humans talk. He'd rather just sit and listen to them anyway.

>>orion