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"A pickle?" this child made no sense at all and Evan leaves his face in the cooler for an extra moments to hide the look on his face from her. He didn't understand her line of thinking terribly well but at least it kept things exciting, no?

The rest is like second nature, despite the gaps in his mind and how easily he got lost in his own head his body seemed to function without problems. The muscle memory attached to the drink name in his head meant he didn't have to think about it. Hands reached absently for ingredients and a glass, the rest already up at his station behind the bar. His eyes are on her even his hands were working on something entirely different without him.

"What he choose you as a chaperone for a date or something love?" he laughs at himself for the comment, because how utterly ridiculous! But people do ridiculous things regularly. He especially knows it well. "What made it so bad you were a miserable and squeaky third wheel?" he teases, because he doubts she kept quiet about her predicament during the ordeal- whatever it was. He's sure she'll spill the entire container out on the bar in front of her once he's asked and the drink taps gently against the counter top.

His other hand reaches out next to it and he doesn't quite let it go. "ID for the camera so I don't have to make you sit at a table." she should know the routine by now, because even if Evan doesn't always agree with the rules he still obeys them well enough not to lose his establishment.

@maple

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dahlia goode + evan fader

Okay so Evan is a published author and as such I see him taking an interest in the rocket invasion and following rise of avatars/other things that have been happening in the region because while they may not be old stories by any means he will feel like it is something that should be chronicled all the same just like most everything else he writes. Considering how the current state of society is though he's not stupid enough to just willy nilly seek officials out and try to get information for a book and I could see him coming straight to Dahlia in the hopes of booking a meeting with her to discuss the project and more or less see if he can get the book commissioner sanctioned before pursuing it too heavily. He'd specifically want to know where to cross the line with information contained in it (regardless of what others might tell him) and who she'd advise he speak to concerning the subject etc etc. because as interested in pursuing the project as he is he'd totally understand that sensitive information would be abundant and while there's plenty of people talking about it Evan's more interested in hard facts and information from the sources.

He'd likely use his pen name when trying to book the meeting with her, just because he knows it would kind of set the tone ahead of time and he has a reputation that usually precedes him when it comes to his writing. Not to mention that he'd be hoping that what he's known for writing would make her more willing to talk with him instead of him potentially being brushed off. Dahlia seems like the sort he could have a rather cordial meeting with and have reasonable progress on his want to pursue the project, especially since they both seem like the type of people that would rather come to an acceptable agreement over making a scene.

Depending on the impression he gets from her during such a meeting I could see him possibly offering to be available to her on the subject of the legendary pokemon and the avatars because while there's sure to be more than enough academics that can give their opinion he's aware his direct experience with worshippers/the areas the legends come from over the years can offer a unique perspective that won't be found in books and may have even been looked over in the past but may have relevance now.

plus he's super chill about things so it'd be a pretty low stress meeting for her given what's been going on \ovo/

eta: that's a lot more words than i thought i'm sorry i only initiate plotting with text walls ;w;

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houndour used nasty plot for #5

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While he's busy the houndour catches wind of something else nearby, curious the pokemon wanders off from the pair in search of whatever has peaked its interest. Quick and quiet the hound finds it's prey with ease, the bipedal pokemon lurking about and seeking something. The pokemon's minds starts rolling over ideas, a nasty plot forming in it's head as it contemplates what to do next.

It takes notes from the pumpkaboo instead of evan, a boisterous inferno catching the wild pokemon by surprise. It lashes out and the hound lunges in with a thunder fang, catching the claws striking out against it. The pokemon howls and seizes, unprepared for the electrical attack after the fire.

Evan comes running with the pumpkaboo ahead of him, the pair are just in time to see the houndour circling it's prey and taunting it, having made good use of it's surprise attack.

Evan makes a note as he tosses the pokeball, that he'll have to watch this pup. They're a smart on.

>>Capping zoroark <3

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i know these are close together but it's almost 2 am and I have the time

evan's pumpkaboo used frisk!

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The pumpkaboo makes the first move, springing forward to intercept the pokemon as it flies out from its hiding place. Before either of them can truly determine what has happened the pumpkin has given made thorough use of his frisk, failing to find anything worthy of note in the other pokemon's possessions. Evan can tell by how quick the pokemon is to huff and get indignant with the wild pokemon about it. Almost as if the bird has done something wrong by having nothing on them.

Evan is laughing until the wild pokemon seems to annoy his pokemon further, resulting in something he should have expected. The looming shadow sneak reaches up and slaps the pokemon from the sky.

The Xatu has its chance to escape while he scolds the pumpkaboo for being mean. It is in no way another pokemon's fault that he found nothing and if he's going to fight them he at least needs to be more polite about it.

>>passing!

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Evan's been behind the bar most of the night, making and pouring drinks with a steady pace as people come and go from the Stray. It's the time f year when things are bustling, people are coming and going and paying visits they don't normally make. He won't argue with it, keeps him busy and keeps him distracted. He's less likely to lose track of himself this way.

However he does have to keep a little notebook to help keep track of what drink is next while the speed picks up and he's scanning over it when he senses a familiar approach, catching the movement out of the corner of his eyes. "Good evening what can I get for you-"

He realizes as he looks up that it's a face he's been waiting to see. Something about her planning to drop by tonight and say hello. His grin is wide and genuine, he's most definitely pleased to see her. "There you are! I was starting to worry you might have gotten lost." he jests, though the Stray is no match for some of the ritzier places that have spawned in the modern era there is no denying its place in Rustboro, a building unmoved as long as the town has been. The signs gives it away too.

Natsuki Ryuunosuke

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He's accompanied by an old friend and a new member of his growing party. The small pumpkaboo sits on his shoulder like many of his pokemon, he's antsy and excitable but trying to keep it contained for the time being. Only because it has been asked of him to set a good example for the Houndour at Evan's side. Training the pokemon has not been nearly as troublesome as he expected. Perhaps it's in the pokemon's nature or maybe he just lucked out. He's dealt with them before just not like this. Maybe it has to do with the safari it came from?

regardless they are well on their way through the path when the two seem to catch wind of something, eager to seek it out.

>>solo wild

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There is a certain charm that can only be found on the back patio, late into the evening with the darkness of night looming overhead. A cozy fall breeze drifts in, reminding everyone of the months to come and still they sit out on the old steps, in the old chairs, food and drink lingering across the table tops. Chatter is lost in the dancing flames suspended from the awning, flickering against the evening with reckless abandon. It is an old charm, and it is a charm found few places as strongly as it is found at the Stray.

Slow evenings are his favorite this time of year, because there is no better time to sit out on these old steps and think. Though his mind wanders to places it does not need to be, he must reground himself from time to time. Return to tables and tend to the patrons, entertain and distract himself from his own thoughts before it can fall apart between his hands. He holds on tight to nothing but no one sees it on his face. A smile too gentle and too welcoming to show such a thing.

And then he returns, to those old steps behind the Stray and waits, getting lost in it while the night drifts by.

>>open
>>come interrupt him

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Wake him up.

The man fumbles again, finding his way to releasing the last of his pokemon. He registers in his field of vision how quickly the field is littered with rings. it doesn't take a genius to realize they're at the cusp of the evening. The story is about to reach it's climax and Evan can't help but feel a mixture of conflicted and thrilled. No matter how much this seems like a dream he can't shake the reality that seeps through, something tells him it's more than something in his head and he can't be sure what that means.

There's no denying how damn thrilling the idea of it is though. Everyone knows about the rise of avatars and individuals being recognized by the gods. Tonight they are very well bearing witness to this, whatever it is, this battle of gods. He's grinning as he answers a call he can't say he feels is real. It's so surreal and and though he can't stop shaking 's still so incredibly exciting.

"You heard him." it was partly to his own and partially to Laurence Anderson pokemon. "Attack if you can, defend if you can't. What have we got to lose if this fails anyway?" he laughs at himself. Because isn't that how he's always lived his life? What is there to lose?

"Sirius, spikes in the air, you know the drill Suzy Q. Barnabus use mud bomb." Sirus does as asked of him, the toxic spikes manifesting and being thrown into the air above him just as his lilligant uses magical leaf in the same space. As the leaves soar through the air they hope to catch at least some of the spikes, flinging them along with the leaves at the hoopa. Amongst this his quagsire readies of mud bomb and slings them in the same direction. "Now sirus on me- defend" the scolipede returns to his owner and uses iron defense, standing between him and whatever the oncoming attack might be in homes of softening the blow. The rest of him porkemon crowd around him, if they go down they go together.

Evan fader can only grin through the pain and the sheer insanity of this. He's not sure what else he expects at this point, but he already knows this will rack around in his brain for far too long if they wake back up- so he might as well enjoy it now. He can fall apart later.

>>asks lars' pokemon to either attack or defend themselves.
>>Scolipede uses toxic spikes- throwing them in the air for
>>Liligant who uses magical leaf to attack hoopa through the spikes- taking them along for a boosted attack
>>Quagsire slings a bunch of muddy bombs at hoopa as his contribution
>>Scolipede stays near Evan using Iron defense in the hopes of softening whatever blow comes their way
>>His pokemon are crowded around him because they are at least going together.

Z|iUgnzd

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replied to his own plotter

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Natsuki Ryuunosuke I am down!
Let me know if you wanna start or if i should.

Thomas Benoit
I would love him having been a regular and coming around still <# Evan's had the stray for about a year (since last year's summer) and probably saw plenty of him prior to him moving and would be happy to welcome him back whenever he can make it. He's pretty nonchalant about cops and would be pretty interested in any stories he has to tell and and I could see them probably being really chatty over a drink or two whenever he swings by. Depending on what kind of stories he shares they might make him one of evan's favorite regulars even.

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