David had anxiously avoided making a spectacle of himself. The second avatars started appearing, people had flocked. Photos where being taken, people gasping in awe and wonder. Humans had come along way from training Pokemon to hero worshiping them. The difference in character that avatars seemed to express, from celebrity status to more subtle and discreet avatars. The loud, the boisterous and the careless made a show of their power, flaunting it in the way a barbarian swings an axe. It was... [i]odd[/i] 

[i]'Stone, lighten up. People are going to want to meet you too. You are just as bad as those barbarians, sleeping on a mountain and attacking trainers you deem arrogant or abusive. A patronizing opinion, for someone who used to be just a human too' [/i]

David glanced down at the small tortoise, and gave it a soft grunt.He knelt down, and gently rubbed the reptiles forehead "For something that was dead for a thousand years, you have some strong opinions" 

David slowly stood back up, glancing around the room. Good people, bad people. This place was full of both, he couldn't let distraction of his old life distract. The place felt... nostalgic.  How much had binding to become an avatar changed him? He still felt like himself... but his thoughts, his opinions. They had changed, and become so extreme. Had he always been like this? 

[i]'You worry too much. You and Regirock make a great team, made us a good team whilst he was at it too. Go sign yourself in, talk to people who want you and if you are lucky, you are as unpopular as you think you are and we can leave or find us a battle or two. There is more to life then work though. Just... loosen up'[/i] 

David glanced down again, unsure how he felt about his companions statements. He always spoke like Regirock could hear him and reply, like he was only half of the body he was occupying but not once had he had a conversation with it. In dreams he spoke to him, and told him what to do but was that his subconscious, or was that really the legendary Pokemon speaking to his soul? Too many questions, too many thoughts. With powerful strides, David glided through the crowds. Patiently waiting for people to move and for the crowd to flow around him, he felt no need to be aggressive and shove his way past anyone. Tirtouga on the other hand, had a handful not being crushed within the crowd. He slipped and slid, gliding on the slippy floor and not needing to take his movements one flipper at a time. As David reached the administration desk, he got to be a voyeur to another show of legendary display. The avatar of a dark Pokemon far from his home move with inhuman speed, this had been the young man floating above the crowds earlier. He wasn't sure if the decision to move like he did was conservative or wise. If that thing was what he thought it was, it had the power to be pompous and draw much more attention then... moving fast. If someone had blinked they would have missed it. David gave a subtle, approving nod before making his way towards the place he would need to sign up, still ahead from his prehistoric companion who was scuttling through the legs of trainers, causing mischief and confusion in small sections of the crowd.