[center][color=Darkorchid]Noibat[/color][/center]

As Zorua pat his friend's head, the two newbies would only see her duck her head down, her ears taking what could be considered a submissive and bashful position at the side of her head. Z, however, would be able to see the tense nature of her petite frame as two golden daggers began to bore their way into his skull, such was the intensity of her glare. It was all Noibat could do not to bite his hand right then and now, and given how he was egging on the meek ghost-type from before, she was severely tempted to do so anyway in order to get him back for that.

However, that would only cause a bigger scene, so instead, she turned to face the trainer, doing her best not to walk up and kick him where it hurts as he spoke over her to Z. [i][color=Darkorchid]*Grrr* This fucker better hurry up and leave before I take one of those Pokeballs and shove up where the sun don't shine.[/color][/i]

Despite her thoughts, Noibat's demeanor was kept extremely neutral, a bit on the cold side, but not overly hostile. She didn't say anything, nor did she leave to go do some pickpocketing like she'd planned. Between this guy and all the attention the earlier commotion had caused, it would be a pointless effort unless one could turn invisible([i][color=Darkorchid]Damn ghost brat is stealing my spotlight[/color][/i]) or where to cause an even bigger commotion to draw more attention away from her. As such, she simply kept standing in place, arms crossed across her chest, continuing to act as Z's sight shield in order to allow him to hide the few flaws his disguise had.

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