🙃 For Zinzolin, if you will. I am gathering blackmail material.
“Damn you. I’ll have you know that I am Ghetsis’s eyes, his right hand man! I am the info gatherer! Me! While you may get some blackmail material on me, I’ll have four times that amount before you even blink!”
He huffed, crossing his arms. He turned on his heel and looked at the back wall of his room. His eyes focused on the shelves, which were filled to the brim with various medals and trophies. He walked over and lifted up a gold one. His finger traced the delicate frame of the skater on front. He managed a small smile and slipped the award onto his neck, continuing to rub the details with his thumb.
“…Up until I became a sage, I did professional figure skating. I even made it to a regional competition in which people all across Unova came to show their stuff.” He chuckled.
“Granted, I didn’t make the top three needed to go to worldwide but…it was still fun and I have medals to prove it.” He paused and looked up at his display again. Six. Six medals he had from his skating career. Two bronze, three silver and his one gold, which locked him a slot at the regional competition. If only he hadn’t…
“I still skate and occasionally participate in local tournaments.”
