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Oh. . . There's something about you. --It's nothing bad. You just seem 'different,' somehow. [ Wild Encounters ]

[suchstrongaura]

legendary event

. . .

There's nothing here, Lucario. Let's head back.

[He does feel bad, though. Lucario had picked up on something disturbing earlier in the day, and since then, they've spent the vast majority of the daylight hours here trying to pick up that trace one more time to no avail.]

[It's actually troublesome, thinking about it. There's no reason for Lucario to have made something up like that - not that he ever would - but the fact that the aura has simply. . . vanished is major cause for concern.]

[Especially since it was apparently from something powerful enough to throw his Pokemon into a downright tizzy. It'd been a long time since Lucario last acted like that.]

Come on. We've lost our lead for now. If it shows up later, we'll check it out again. I promise.

[Lucario's reluctant to turn after him, keeping his eyes fixed instead on where the last hint of aura had come from. He really doesn't want to accept that whatever showed up there disappeared with no trace at all, and it's hard to blame him. It's honestly a worrying thought.]

. . .

[The blue-clad trainer turns his back, realizing that he's the only one walking.] Lucario. [It isn't chiding, but Riley really is serious about leaving for now. It's cold and they're both getting tired.]

[His partner makes a gruff sound in his throat and finally turns to follow him. That's when the second aura kicks in, and neither of them are sure what to make of it.]

Show yourself. We know you're around here.

[suchstrongaura]

city streets

[unovaianace-deactivated20130130]

“Mm-hmm.” she hums under her breath and nods in agreement, “The residents of Nimbasa are crazy about them, and this time it’s a pretty big game. The crowds get awfully rowdy at this time.” She gives the huge amount of people a pained look before bringing her attention back to the male.

Thinking for a moment, she wondered why she was walking in the first place. Both of her avian Pokemon were completely capable of carrying her to her intended desti— Oh. Both of them. How could she possibly forget the if she picked one, the other would come out and bicker til the ends of time.

That wasn’t very smart of her, to say the least.

“You’re welcome.” Hearing the man’s words, her attention was brought back to him in an instant and she laughs softly. “Of course. It’s… really noisy and cramped in there. I’d suggest not attempting to join them.” she mutters, stretching her limbs a bit to loosen herself up.

Glancing over at him, she raises an eyebrow before adding, “You don’t seem to be the type to be interested in sports either, which would be why you’re not joining that massive crowd, I presume?” No sane person would want to join that crowd, in her point of view, but sports fanatics were practically capable of doing anything to get what they want.

“Oh, don’t worry about it. I’ve bumped into several people who don’t seem to be from Unova a lot lately.” Alexis says with a small smile and laughs softly. “I figured as much. No Unovaian wouldn’t be aware of Nimbasa’s crowds.” Pausing for a moment, she observes the other for amoment, before saying, “…Say, mister. If you’d like to get out of this place, you could always follow me. I’m headed towards Driftveil City, which is just west from here.” she points over at the Driftveil Bridge further off. “We just have to cross that bridge. That’s if you want to, of course.”

[suchstrongaura]

[He's apparently quite easy to read. He has yet to make an acquaintance that hasn't been able to at least take a stab at something and get it right.]

[The man's mouth upturns in a small smile as she talks, taking in the different topics with interest. She actually reminds him of a friend - chatty and amiable without much concern for titles or being 'strangers.' He likes that trait in people-- he's guilty of it himself.]

I wouldn't want to intrude on anything.

[Raising a hand in a 'don't mind me' sort of thing, Riley partially has to wonder why she's offering in the first place. While it's obvious she's being friendly, a part of his brain is curious as to whether that's normal, because he certainly can't recall anything of the sort happening very often before, if ever.]

If you truly wouldn't mind the company, I don't think it would cause any harm. You seem like an interesting person, so it would be a nice opportunity. [And it's not a word of lie! That's the sort of feeling he's getting from her: not quite a ball of fun, but not a stiff either. 'Confident,' then.]

[Of course, this is all just based off a first impression. Reading her aura helped that along.]

But-- I wouldn't dream of inviting myself. I'm not that rude.

[suchstrongaura]

ooc

Wow yikes. Wanted to let everyone know that I'm working on the posts I owe you. Riley will be blogged tonight, with Juan and Ethan coming tomorrow if I have even a bit of luck. I haven't even caught up on the dash, I'm just logging what I have.

If I miss you, m a k e  s u r e  y o u  t e l l  m e. I don't drop roleplays. If I don't make a reply, bring it up. Because maybe I am working on it, maybe I missed it, but I'd like to know.

Plus I still have roleplays being planned with people that never got back to me. Work with me here a little guys. I love you all, but sometimes I think you're trying to kill me.

[all-that-is-pokemon]

Read me this!!

[factory-head-noland-here-deacti]

No New Challengers

[factory-head-noland-here-deacti]

Well he certainly didn’t see this sort of thing everyday. Or, rather, this sort of person. It obviously wasn’t Scott or another Frontier Brain, but whoever it was he didn’t seem like any sort of trainer Noland had here before. He looked perfectly normal, if perhaps a too well dressed for a place like this. Battles got rather intense and thus people tended to avoid formal(ish) wear for something more comfy or easy to move in. But there was something in his demeanor, or the way the man looked at him that seemed almost..unsettling. Almost. Unsettling didn’t exactly fit, but he couldn’t think of any other word. “Whatever.” Noland thought, pushing that away. Who cared what the man was wearing or how he seemed. He was technically breaking and entering at the moment.

“Well yes, you can.” Noland said. “The Battle Frontier is currently close, which means that you shouldn’t be here. Technically your trespassing and if we had any security here then you would have been blocked access.” He gave out a chuckle and rolled his eyes. Clearly this person didn’t care about any of that, why else would he have come? “I’m afraid your going to have to go, sorry.”

[suchstrongaura]

[That's hypocritical, isn't it?]

[Saying that the place is closed and remaining here himself. . . That's certainly strange. But then there's that use of the royal we-- is he one of the staff? That would explain everything, thinking about it.]

. . . I'm actually aware that it's closed. I was planning to find out why. So I suppose it's a good thing I've run into you.

[Riley adjusts his hat with a faint frown, looking at the man. None of this protocol makes any sense. There was no public announcement that the place was closed - if that had been the case, it wouldn't have been nearly such a fuss. Following that logic, there's no way he was the only one to have made it up here over the weeks.]

If you can save me the trip, I'd be grateful and out of your hair in just a few minutes. What's going on here, if you could tell me?

[He definitely has no indication of leaving yet, and he shows this by folding his arms across his chest.]

[suchstrongaura]

city streets

[unovaianace-deactivated20130130]

Lots of people. Everywhere. Just exactly how Alexis liked it. Oh, nothing like a huge crowd of people to make you feel refreshed and ever so happy—

Almost immediately, somebody crashes into the Ace Trainer causing her to lose her balance for a brief moment. “Whoa!” Regaining her balance, she looks around to find the culprit, only to hear the disappearing footsteps of said culprit. She wasn’t particularly fond of crowds, but to get to where she was intending to go, she had no other choice but to squeeze herself through the massive amount of people.

This, is why she hated crowds. A huge amount of people squeezing each other, voices loud enough to deafen you, a small of sweat and body odour that wafted through the air as she weaves through the crowd and last but not least, rude people who would knock you over and run off without apologizing.

This just can’t get any better, could it?

Finally managing to get away from the people, she heaves a sigh of relief and places a hand on the nearby street lamp to prop herself up. Taking a deep breath, she straightens herself up and makes her way towards Route 5, where she was going to cross the Driftveil Drawbridge to reach Driftveil. Of course, she stops mid-step when someone spoke up, causing her to turn around.

“… The next Football game will be on any minute now, they’re just… lining up to get into the Big Stadium. This is Nimbasa City after all, and crowds aren’t all that surprising.”

[suchstrongaura]

[Oh-- he hadn't actually expected an answer from anyone. Startled, he straightens his posture from where he sits to better represent himself.]

So, a sports event, then? That would explain why everyone's so rowdy. . . [Riley himself isn't one for sports. He could likely do well enough if he played them, but he always preferred books and sandboxes to tackling one of his neighbors as a kid.]

[The fact that most didn't kind of surprises him.]

Thank you for filling me in. I'm assuming you're avoiding the fuss? [It'd explain why she's heading this way, in any case. It even seems like she's the only one doing so - one small fish out of many.]

I can't say I blame you.

[He gives her a smile, not actually sure if he's right or wrong here. But even still, he's starting to feel like he's in her way. Or at the very least, like he's interrupting her.]

[Then again, he usually feels that way around most people. Consider it habit.]

Forgive me if I seem out of place. [A quick apology, since that's also bothering him.] I haven't actually been here before.

[And he's starting to wonder if it was a smart idea. Crowds are common here? Not. . . particularly his cup of tea.]

[suchstrongaura]

open post // 2

Sorry-- Excuse me. Please-- if you could move. . .

[This is a disaster. He doesn't even know what's going on - be it an event, a famous face, what have you - but he really doesn't like it. It is absolutely impossible to get to where he wants to be, and you're insane if you think he should bring his Pokemon into this.]

[Regardless, he's certainly not getting anywhere like this. One look at the swarming crowd can say that much. So as much as he hates having to put something off, it seems like there's nothing he can do about it.]

[When he spots the next opening to fresh air, he takes it. It gets him out of immediate face-smashing danger, at least.]

[The steel enthusiast backs away from the masses, taking a seat for himself alongside one of the benches lined up along the sidewalk. Half-frowning, he watches others try to come and go to about the same effect he just experienced.]

Really. . . What's going on over there?

[factory-head-noland-here-deacti]

No New Challengers

Noland sighed and strummed his fingers along the arm of his chair, leaning back to prop his feet up on the desk in front of him. He wouldn’t exactly say he was bored per se but he wasn’t exactly interested in anything at the moment either. Things had gotten rather slow since Scott had decided to close the Battle Frontier to make some ‘changes’. Noland scoffed and rolled his eyes. Changes, the Battle Frontier didn’t need changing. And he had told Scott that, but the man had built the place so there was to be no arguing with him. Not to mention Scott signed his paychecks, so that just added less incentive to argue. Still, Scott had said they would be ‘small changes’ and they ‘wouldn’t take long.’ Well, whatever these small changes were they were certainly taking longer the Scott had made it seem they would. Lets see, it had been- Actually, how long had it been since the Battle Frontier was closed?

Shifting his weight, Noland sat up and hooked the heel of his shoe under the edge of his desk before pushing back. In one fluid movement the chair rolled back, Noland throwing his wait so it turned. Slamming his foot to the floor he came to a halt, his brown eyes gazing at the calender that hung on the wall opposite his general work space. Several red X’s riddle the calender, the entire month almost filled with the exception of a few days at the end. Counting the crumpled paper the read last month in the trash, which also had it’s share of red X’s, then the Battle Frontier had been closed almost a month-and-a-half now. Whatever these changes were they obviously weren’t small.

“Acreus dammit.” Noland muttered. He stood up and walked towards the window, a hulking behemoth of glass and metal that took up at least a fourth of his office. Peering out he had began to contemplate on something to do when he noticed someone walking about the Battle Frontier. He narrowed his eyes and strained to see whoever it was, the other person’s form hardly distinguishable due to the distance between them. Whoever it was they needed to leave, unless it was one of the other Frontier Brains. Grabbing his coat he headed towards the door, ending up outside a few minutes later. 

He wouldn’t say that he was excited to find out who it was, but if it was a fellow Frontier Brain then he could at least get some conversation. Maybe if a friendly battle. And if it was Scott…well then he’d be getting an earful. “Hey, you!” He called out, spotting the person.

[suchstrongaura]

--?

[Riley usually has no interest in places like this, but he had been told that something was different with the Frontier in Hoenn. Apparently, the fact that it was down upset quite a few people. It wasn't exactly difficult to get the idea in his head that there was a problem, and he does have a terrible habit of getting involved in possible disasters just by wanting to help.]

[When he had heard enough about the concerns, he had rented a small boat to take him there, as the main ferry had shut down service to keep people from visiting. Would it be one of the teams messing with the facility. . . ? It's hard to rule it out.]

[Thinking this way, when this man comes yelling at him, his immediate response is to step back from him and throw his hand out toward him. It's as much a setup for a shield as it is a startling maneuver.]

Can I help you?

[So far, this man is the only person he's seen on the Frontier's island. Things aren't boding well for this guy based on that alone. But-- he doesn't actually seem dangerous. Gruff, maybe, but since when has that been a criminal's trait?]

[Still. It's best not to let one's guard down.]

[suchstrongaura]

Your Riley is wonderful! You make want to take him home with me! Great job in making him so likable!

Aww honey you are TOO kind. I don't even know what I did to deserve this, but it really made me smile! And it gave me more motivation to put up a post or two.

Ugh you big sappy butterballs, I don't know what to do with you all sometimes. Let me just-- hug you. Right now. C'mere. ♥

[suchstrongaura]

a test of iron wills

[goddawnit-blog]

“I will be sure to repeat it for him when he can come out to say hello” Pausing for a long moment Dawn glanced back toward her Lucario, to be honest she wasn’t too sure how she was supposed to go summing up everything she pulled off doing after seeing him. She wasn’t really one for bragging and to be honest, all the giratina and distortian world buissness just seemed like something people should not exactly go knowing about, it might well… disturb people or something. She didn’t really enjoy remembering that whole scenario either it still managed to feel kind of edgy when she thought about it, so now it just came to the task of skipping the topic and not kill the conversation. “What I have been up to huh…” 

“Well thanks to Lucario I managed to beat Volkners Gym after the power finally got back! Jolteon was a fast little guy but he did a good job pulling through for me, It would had been a lot tougher if he didn’t know extreme speed though.” The fighting type being mentioned twitched it’s ears slightly tilting his head, though when his trainer reached up a hand to pet his head the pokemon seemed more than happy about the sudden attention it was receiving. 

“I wouldn’t call what I would had been doing to exciting though, once gabite evolves you can hear the story of me going up against the elite four, but I think that might be a long wait before I can start about rambling on that one. Though apart from passing out underneath tree’s what have you been doing Riley? No offence of anything you just didn’t look like the type to go dozing off, as peaceful as you looked earlier, or did I read you all wrong?”

[suchstrongaura]

[Her teasing causes his expression to go a little terse. It wasn't the most particularly sophisticated thing he's done, no, and that's. . . embarrassing, to a point.]

[Which he tries not to show. Riley might not be very highbrow, but he has pride. He offers a weak puff of a laugh in his throat and palms his neck for a moment - fixing his hat in the process, since his nap fussed it - before answering her question.]

No, no. . . As far as I can tell, you've read me right. Napping isn't a hobby of mine. I'm actually glad you woke me up, otherwise I probably would've been out here the rest of the day.

[The guardian rolls one of his shoulders unconsciously, testing for stiffness or pain. If he's been asleep for too long, surely there'd be signs. Grass stuck to the back of his jacket, muscle tension, something.]

[And things seem fine so far, so he'll go off of that for now.]

Like you, I've been improving. Or-- I should say I've been trying to improve, I think. It's kind of hard to measure progress sometimes.

[Riley glances ahead over the rest of the scenery, quietly musing about this and that.]

I spent the day helping Riolu, for the most part. I wanted to help him with his sensory skills, so the three of us - that is, Riolu, Lucario, and me - spent the entire day in the caves.

I should have called it quits a few hours ago, but he was making progress. [It was a poor call on his part, but it was exciting! Anyone can relate, right? That feeling where you're so close, and a few minutes will definitely be enough to get it right-- Only they're not.]

Not a very professional move on my part. On the positive side, he did improve! It wasn't a waste, at least. But everyone was exhausted as a result.

. . .

That would explain how this came about, I think.

[suchstrongaura]

a test of iron wills

[goddawnit-blog]

Dawn smiled a little sheepishly from the sudden compliments she was getting, if she was honest she could had raised Lucario better and should had probably compared him a little less to Rileys. Though he did pack a punch so at least she was sure she didn’t do a terrible job at bringing him up. “Now your just being too nice I could had done a better job with him, it’s mainly been all his work in getting stronger”

When Riley had offered his hand toward the pokemon he tilted his head looking back up to his trainer for some kind of permission, or at least help on what to do, with the stoic attitude he had it was a little hard to tell sometimes. The bluenette gently nudged the fighting type laughing a little “He isn’t gonna bite now trust me, Riley is as good as gold”

Lucario gently nodded his head and held out a paw toward his hand staring up at the stranger, if it wasn’t obvious the pokemon really did lack in the social department. 

“He will come out his shell soon enough so try not take it to heart. He is a nice boy so he must have taken after yours.”

[suchstrongaura]

[Chuckling, the man takes the fighting-type's paw and gives it a shake or two in greeting. not dragging it out longer than necessary. His own Lucario can be awkward like this too, so he knows when to step back.]

[A greeting is just important.]

Lucario are just difficult Pokemon like that. Mine isn't much better, truth be told.

[Awkward little city-opposed fist fighter, that one.]

But I appreciate your praise for him! It means a lot. I'm sure he'll be happy to hear it, too.

[What Dawn said does make him think, though. 'He must have taken after yours.' He can see the comparisons, too, which fuels the curiosity. If the paternal bond is that strong. . .]

[Part of him really wants to introduce them, but it'd be cruel to his own Lucario. The poor thing's exhausted. He doesn't know how long he was napping, so he'll wait on that for now. Much as it kills him to do so.]

All right. Now you've got me curious. What've you been up to since then? You've obviously been working hard. [Evidence is right there, blue and black and fluffy all over.]

[suchstrongaura]

a test of iron wills

[goddawnit-blog]

“In the flesh, the fact you remember while half a sleep though? I must had left a good impression huh?” She laughed as she knelt down on the grass next to him, since crouching for too long is just well… yeah that leads to some rather uncomfortable pain eventually.

“Though it has been a long time I can go back and pretend to meet you again if that helps?” Following where he was looking she looked back toward her Lucario and motioned for him to come over instead of standing about awkwardly. The pokemon nodded his head and wandered over to the pair looking down at the stranger. 

Glancing back toward Riley she found it a little amusing to see the look on his face, not exactly one for speaking too much now was he? “Yes that is the one from that little egg you gave me if you were wondering, because I would have no idea where to get another one.”

The pokemon tilted it’s head and when it noticed the pair was referring to him, he had automatically assumed they knew each other when she went over but apparently he might know him as well?

“He grew up pretty fast though right? The little egg grew up into one tough guy,a pretty serious one though.”

[suchstrongaura]

[He smiles at the girl's Pokemon, honestly excited that the egg grew up so well.]

I didn't want to assume, but I'm glad I did! It looks like you really trained him well. [This is great news - his wishes for that little egg were fulfilled.]

I made the right choice, then, giving it to you. I knew something was special about you.

[Her aura always was really strong. It's grown since then, by miles.]

[Riley gains a soft smile, contented with this.]

That's probably why I remembered you. Although-- you were also an immense help back then. At Iron Island, I mean.

[It's an odd thought. The timing matched up very well, then. . . He had only noticed the disturbances in the island maybe a day or so before, and then she had shown up when he decided to look further into it.]

[If they hadn't met, how would things have gone?]

--Ah. I'm sorry, I spaced for a moment. [Bad time for thinking, Riley. Please, stay focused.]

Really, though! It's nice to finally meet you, Lucario. [Maybe it's his relationship with his own Lucario talking here, but he's offering a hand to the dual-type in camaraderie. It's kind of like meeting the new member of the family, sort of. . . ? That egg was from his Lucario, as far as he knows. So that technically makes Dawn's Lucario something like his nephew.]

[suchstrongaura]

a test of iron wills

[goddawnit-blog]

Dawn wandered down the route with her Lucario walking beside her who seemed to be slightly beaten up from some trainers who took notice, though people should really learn to take no for answer sometimes? The poor guy already had to go about trying to perform moves and making them look as appealing as possible, which was really odd territory for the fighting type.

The fighting type twitched it’s ears and gently nudged it’s trainer before facing toward someone who had dozed off. The bluenette stared at him for a while trying to take it in, in her head she didn’t really expect someone like Riley to be passed out right out in the middle of a route.

Making a small laugh the girl quietly walked over to him, crouching down beside the passed out guy she shook him a little trying to wake him up. “Hey sleepy head, you have gone and picked a pretty bad spot to nap y’know?”

[suchstrongaura]

[Excuse him while he fights the idea of waking up for a moment or so. It's fine if he's not in a hurry; he doesn't have anywhere to be.]

[If she had just kept shaking his shoulder, that would have been one thing. But she was talking to him to boot, and voices have a habit of rousing minds from slumber. . .]

. . . ?

[Blue eyes squint against the light, a hand rising to futilely block some of the sharp rays poking through the leaves above him. Although-- that is not part of the tree. That's an extra moment or so of playing catch-up.]

[But he knows that voice.]

[By the time it's registered, the realization's developed pretty plainly on his face.]

Dawn. . . ?

[Sitting himself up, he readjusts his coat and works to give her a smile.]

Long time, no see. It's actually great to see you! Though-- it would have been nice if we met under different circumstances. [Because this is embarrassing. Little bit.]

[That's when he notices her Lucario. He can recognize his at a distance, so he's not exactly fooled, but there's the obvious question nagging at the back of his mind. Instead of asking it aloud, he gives her a curious look, wondering if his hunch is right.]

[After all. He never saw that egg hatch.]

[suchstrongaura]

a test of iron wills

[He's tired. He ended up quite out of his range today while training, and he's paying for it now. The walk home is strenuous at best, and both of his on-hand Pokemon are worn as well.]

[You'll have to excuse him while he takes a break here along the route. Just enough to get his energy back.]

[If you can't see where this is going yet, shame on you.]

[Anyway. It's not particularly long before he's starting to doze in the shade here, head lolling just to the side.]

[The situation just wasn't in his favor - it's nice weather, he's beat, it's quiet aside from the chirps of the local Starly, and he's always been kind of at-home in more rugged environments.]

[It explains Iron Island, at least.]

[Regardless, leaving a friend to sleep in what's obviously open territory might not be the best idea. Go wake him up, chickie.]

[suchstrongaura]

like-minded over lucario

[eyebrowfighter-blog]

Marshal and his Lucario both watched as Riley’s Lucario joined them. Didn’t take more than just the sight of him to tell he was strong. When Riley apologized about prying, it threw Marshal off for a moment. Did it really count as prying of the other person was going to tell them anyway? “It’s fine, no need to be sorry about it.”

“Well you see, my team and I were training around the Unova region. We eventually found out about Challenger’s cave and went to see what it was all about. Despite the name, it wasn’t that challenging, though we did find one challenge there that tested us.” He sent a quick glance to his Lucario, who sat there, looking at the three of them as Marshal went on with his story.

“You see we found this injured Riolu that needed treatment. Though he didn’t see us as helpful strangers at the  time. Despite being injured, he still managed but up a fight against my Thorh. Though eventually the strain of his injures proved to be too much for him. The little guy ended up passing out in the middle of the battle. So of course after that we took him to get treatment at the nearest pokemon center…”

He noticed that his Lucario seemed to slowly losing it’s calm disposition. The fighting type currently looking away from them all, trying to hide the faint blush forming on his face. 

[suchstrongaura]

[Riolu's ears perked up, and the little Pokemon scrambled his way up Riley's coat to piggyback on his shoulders, not minding the man's disgruntled expression at the puppy claws. The younger aura Pokemon heard his species name, and that's what caught his interest.]

[Lucario frowns at him without actually turning his head in that direction, instead turning his attention to Marshal's Lucario as Riley pets at Riolu's ears in a feeble attempt to make him behave. Please stop moving, you little demon.]

[The hatted one of the bunch chuckles as Marshal's story comes to a close.]

You don't find bonds like that very often. [Offering the embarrassed Lucario a passing glance, expression pleasant, he makes a nod of his head. Whether it's to acknowledge Pokemon and trainer or just to confirm his own thoughts is up for debate.]

You're a warm person. Going out of your way to take care of a hurt Pokemon. . . That's very honorable. It'd be great if more people were like that.

[His own Lucario straightens its posture, tail swishing once as the topic seems to change some. Red eyes are fixed almost solidly on his trainer.]

But I think we should have expected that from an Elite Four member. [Smiling at his Lucario's intent focus, he waits for the Pokemon's nod before continuing.]

I don't know-- I have a lot of respect for that position. You kind of gave me another reason to feel that way. So, that's a 'thank you,' I think.

[suchstrongaura]

like-minded over lucario

[eyebrowfighter-blog]

Marshal nodded as Riley spoke, noting that man had a firm handshake. “This is true.   Granted the place where I met my Rilou ended up having a cave in, so doubt many others have managed to gain one.” He reached from his belt and pulled out a pokeball. Calling out his own Lucario, the fighting and steel type appearing in a battle ready stance. 

Though once he saw Riley and the Rilou, he relaxed his stance and looked between them and Marshal. ” I’d love to meet your Lucario. As you said before, these guys are hard to find and rarely seen.” The only other person that he knew had one would be Maylene from Veilstone City, Sinnoh. Granted he hadn’t met the girl or her Lucario in person or anything. 

[suchstrongaura]

[Blue eyes immediately take an interest in the Poke Ball Marshal withdraws, intensely curious and maybe-- anxious over the obvious probability here. Riolu however, is far less concerned and immediately runs up to meet the new Pokemon and. . . probably bother the everloving soul out of it.]

[A fearless little thing, that one. But truthfully, courage only counts when you can count, so maybe it's hard to call a verdict on this situation.]

Ah-- you're sure? About Lucario. [Picking the ball from his waist, he scrutinizes the scratched surface, uncertain if it's wise or particularly acceptable to have such a large amount of Pokemon out in a city like this.]

[But Riolu seems happy, and it would honestly be a decent experience for Lucario as well. . .]

Mm. All right, then.

[His expression turns slightly more resolved, following his own logic on this one: It could be fun!]

[The guardian clicks the Poke Ball's button, releasing the quieter Lucario without a word. The Pokemon shakes its fur as though it just woke up and, used to being called out for company, takes stock of his situation before-- that second Lucario catches his eye.]

[He is so confused right now, man, you have no idea.]

Aha. . . Riolu found a friend. Are you surprised?

[Lucario glances between the four faces, quickly reverting to what he knows: analyze the situation. Get their auras. He'll calm down once he does.]

[Riley offers a faintly apologetic smile in Marshal's direction.]

I think you were saying something about how you met your Lucario. . . ? I'm sorry if I'm prying. It just-- sounds like a nice story.

[suchstrongaura]

open post // 1

[eyebrowfighter-blog]

Marshal looked down to see the  Riolu greet him, finding the little guy adorable, Marshal couldn’t help but smile at it. He was about to look and see if the Riolu had a trainer nearby, but said trainer came and quickly collected the little cutie. Marshal looked at the trainer, noting he was sharply dressed and seemed a bit soft-spoken. Though for the oddest reason, there seemed to be something else about him Marshal couldn’t put his finger on. 

His hat, maybe? No. Though it was a nice hat, no the less. 

Marshal then decided to talk to the man, wondering how things would go. “Oh your Riolu wasn’t a bother to me at all. I know what it’s like to raise one, though he’s a Lucario now.” He then got up, offering the sharply dressed man a handshake as he introduced himself. “I’m Marshal, the fighting type master from the Unovain Elite Four. Pleasure to meet you and your Riolu.” 

[suchstrongaura]

[First thing that comes to mind: this man is a giant. The rest of the necessary information flows well enough afterwards.]

[Riley crosses forward that last step or so to meet the other - Marshal, he said? - halfway, taking his hand with a smile of his own.]

The pleasure's all mine. It's always nice to meet another Lucario owner. There really aren't too many of us.

[Riolu makes a noise of agreement, probably due to the fact that it's basically just the three of them most of the time.]

[Though thinking about it? It's no real wonder that Riolu picked up on this man's ability. The aura he gives off is one of immense strength, and he seems kind enough. . . It can't hurt to talk to him.]

It's funny. If it were any other day, you might have met Lucario first instead. Usually he's the one walking with me, but I thought it might have been better to let Riolu have a day out on the town. . .

He's better with people.

[Unfortunately, 'talking to people' usually ends up going like that. Oh dear.]