[u][/u][center][h1][color=#ffd700][b]Tristan Glory[/b][/color][/h1][/center] [center][img] https://i.postimg.cc/4dqkP1Rw/Trist1.png[/img] [/center] [center][hider=Inventory][h3][u][b]Inventory[/b][/u][/h3] Pokedollars- $4,600 Pokeballs-20 Premiere ball-0 potions-1 Repel- 1 Camping gear Old and tattered pokemon textbook (gifted by nurse Joy) Moomoo Milk-6 Allergy Medicine Emergency care kit(one multi-bristled brush, comb, tweezers, clippers, skin cream, compact mirror) Special Gear: Mystery Files (quest item) Ice stone- 1 [/hider][/center] [center][hider=On-Hand][u][b][/b][/u] [hider=King][b]King[/b] [img]https://projectpokemon.org/images/shiny-sprite/murkrow-f.gif [/img] species-Darkness Pokemon Type-Flying/Dark level-12 Ability- Super luck (The chance of a bearer's move being a critical hit is increased by 1 stage.) Moveset- ->Peck -> Astonish -> Pursuit -> Feather dance -> Haze -> [/hider] [hider=Princess] [b]Princess[/b] [img]https://archives.bulbagarden.net/media/upload/2/26/Spr_5b_447.png [/img] Species- Emanation Pokemon Gender- Female Type- Fighting Level- 9 Ability- Prankster (gives priority to status moves) Moveset: -> Quick attack -> Endure -> Feint -> Metal Claw -> -> [/hider] [hider=Ace] [b]Ace[/b] [img]https://archives.bulbagarden.net/media/upload/f/fa/Spr_5b_255_m.png [/img] Species- Chick Pokemon Gender- Male Type- Fire Level- 11 Ability- Speed Boost ( Boosts speed stat one stage at the end of every turn) Moveset: -> Scratch -> Growl -> Ember -> Quick Attack -> Flame Charge -> [/hider] [hider=Angel] Angel [img] https://www.serebii.net/Shiny/SWSH/829.png [/img] Species-Flowering POkemon Gender- Female Type- Grass Level- 9 Ability- Regenerator (The pokemon has a little of its hp restored when withdrawn from battle) Moveset: -> Leafage -> Sing -> Sweet Scent -> Rapid Spin -> -> [/hider] [hider=Sewaddle] [b]Sewaddle[/b] [img]https://archives.bulbagarden.net/media/upload/3/31/Spr_5b_540.png [/img] Species-Sewing pokemon Gender- Male Type- Bug/Grass Level- 8 Ability- Chlorophyll During harsh sunlight, the Speed stat of Pokémon with this Ability is doubled. Moveset: -> Tackle -> String shot -> Bug Bite -> -> -> [/hider] [hider=Combee] [b]Combee[/b] [img]https://archives.bulbagarden.net/media/upload/0/03/Spr_4d_415_m_s.png [/img] Species- Tiny Bee pokemon Gender- Male Type- Bug/Flying Level- 9 Ability- Hustle Boosts the Pokémon's Attack stat but lowers its accuracy. Moveset: -> Sweet Scent -> Gust -> Struggle bug -> Bug Bite -> -> [/hider] [/hider][/center] [center][hider=PC][u][b][/b][/u] [/hider][/center] [hr] After a somewhat longer trip than normal due to his poor direction sense or lack of a constant guide, Tristan wound his way to the back of the building. He made his way onto the patio to be hold a most chaotic sight. A pure bedlam of overworked and overstressed staff workers running about frantically. All the while, the voice of a somewhat older man barking out orders and insults in a manner all too familiar. For most others, such a minefield of accidents or incidents could occur by the smallest misstep, but for Tristan it was like he was back at home. Or more precise; one of the many any countless galas he had visited thanks to his status and light modeling. Sometimes having even helped put together some galas. He did absolutely horrid. And it was downright awful to go through too and for that he could feel the rather sharply dressed gentleman's frustrations. He almost caught glimpse of the flowers right by the two men...wait two? His eyes then went wide with an awed shock as they rested on the elderly chap.*[color=39b54a] N-No way!?[/color]* He mentally screamed in a panic; suddenly ducking down, his back against the patio and all the while his hair was frantically fussing with his hair. *[color=39b54a] I was told there was a vip...but...but no one said such a legend would be here too?!* Of all days to skip a quick groom sesh! I'm hardly looking my best and these clothes![/color]* The fretting teen scrambled into his pack pulling out his compact make-up kit using the mirror to inspect and clean his face. Some final touches and tweaks to the hair. *[color=39b54a] Ugh, there's only so much even I can do under these intense circumstances....but it will have to do.[/color]* The teen closed the compact with a begrudging snap, slipping it back into the pack. Standing up where he would take a few moments to take some deep breaths.* [color=39b54a]You've been nearly attacked by some brutish she-beast and caught an egg thief. I can do this.[/color]* He started to think with some confidence; adjusting and fixing the wrinkles out from his shirt. Turning on his heels only to finally see and realize the flowers were right next to the two gentleman. Said confidence waivered as he found himself leaning against the railing of the patio.* Oh bloody hell! The field I can handle...* But to have to initiate his plan right in front of the man whose good side he absolutely must get on. Now having to avoid embarrassing himself in front of one of his idols? Curse whatever cruel unseen force to concoct such a test. Sharply inhaled."[color=gold] Ok..Ok, yeah. I think I'm gonna need a moment.[/color]" He exhaled slowly. "No, you dull edge of a Slowpoke I told you to hang the lights higher up! Are you trying to blind our guests? And you! Yes, I mean you, you Rhyhorn brained idiot! The tables must be arranged as so! Do you want them to be sandwiched together? And where in the hell is my cup of tea?!" The man's complaints could be heard even among all running workers. Taking note of each of these, his eyes opening and now properly paying attention. He could see the mistakes made; it was clear a number of the staff were either rookies or simply too tired; combined with the man's barking intensity adding stress. "[color=gold] Phew...Ok. Time to do the one thing I hate.... put in effort.[/color]" A pinch of his cheek to shake himself out of his self-imposed jitters. From here, Tristan would come to do the most unexpected thing as he stepped down from the patio. He moved to take control; starting by assisting the those struggling with light placements."[color=gold] Excuse me, I see you all are having a bit of hard time. May?[/color]" With grace, Tristan stepped onto the footstool where he lifted the lights till it was at the best angle to get the best lighting without being too overbearing or blinding. Demonstrating the opportune height a few more times before stepping down. Making sure they got it correct before moving on to deal with the table situation. A shake of the head at seeing how miserably close they were putting the tables together and the spaces of the chair were all wrong too. Stepping over." [color=gold]Apologies, I know you are all quite agitated and annoyed. If you like, I could offer advice on how to make this task go much more efficiently and easily.[/color]" Tristan advised them to spread the tables at least the width of two and a half people standing side to side. This would allow for enough walking room even once people were placed. Next, he would advise them to separate the tasks with chair placement. Instructing that they are to be placed at bent elbow length and around an inch to allow the patrons comfortable space without being too spaciously apart. Taking a step back, Tristan would check to see what and if the two gentlemen had been watching and whether the Lead had gotten his tea.