[center][h1][color=007236][b]The Outsiders[/b][/color][/h1][/center]

[u][h3][color=82ca9d]Bartholomew[/color][/h3][/u]
Unable to stomach anymore reading, especially after the absurdly rude and strange looks he got from the librarian for simply testing his maniacal laughter in the middle of the library. Instead proceeding to head straight for another reason he greatly enjoyed going to this particular library, sitting down in a corner of the room, leaning forward resting his arms on one of the tables where they had a glass chess set, already perfectly set up. Waiting silently, looking at the antique clock on the wall nearby him every couple of minutes, straightening his tie and whatever else he could do for a distraction. [i][color=82ca9d]“What is taking them so all long?”[/color][/i] finally someone he had been waiting for had finally returned as suddenly a small brown sack starting floating quickly toward him, which he noticed it coming forward. Reaching out and taking from the middle of the air, with a pleasant smile. Checking the bag seeing it had some money inside, placing both things inside his pocket.[color=82ca9d]“Good job dear, back inside you go.”[/color] Pulling out a pokeball and returning the still invisible pokemon back inside their ball. 

[u][h3][color=82ca9d]Bartholomew[/color]/[color=a187be]Charlotte[/color][/h3][/u]
Spotting Charlotte playfully skipping toward him with a smiling face, hopping up to the adjacent seat across from him. [color=82ca9d] “Charlotte darling, so thrilled that you decided to arrive and only several minutes late.”[/color] He replied sarcastically yet his tone sounded so charming and delightful, you could almost perceive that he wasn't slightly annoyed. Charlotte giggled some nervously rubbing the back of her head, seemingly unable to sit still, wiggling her feet. [color=a187be]“Sorry, some old couple that ran a bakery in town needing some help getting their store sign down...because a letter fell down-”[/color] Charlotte replied looking at his rather disinterested face, head resting on his head. [color=82ca9d]“Tragic...did you take advantage of the situation and rob them blind?”[/color] Bartholomew muttered apathetically.[color=a187be] “Well uh no...”[/color] Charlotte softly replied. [color=a187be]“But! They gave me a free cream doughnut.”[/color] She stated with a smile. He just let out a small sigh as he looked at her seemingly seriously picking up one of the black pawns on the side of his table and set it in the middle of the board. [color=82ca9d]“Forgive me for being inquisitive, but do you know what that piece is called dear?”[/color] He questions while she nodded some. [color=a187be]“That's the pawn.”[/color] She answered.

[color=82ca9d]“Correct, and every single time you do a good deed without taking full advantage of it. That's exactly what you become.”[/color] He replied. [color=a187be]“You become a chess piece?”[/color] She responds sounding confused, yet smiling. He rolls his eyes and leans back into his chair unamused looking back up at the clock briefly. [color=82ca9d]“Do know how to play darling?”[/color] He asks looking back at her as she eagerly nodded once again.[color=82ca9d]“Excellent,”[/color] He stated returning the black pawn into it's proper position on the board. [color=82ca9d]“Let's play...”[/color] He offers smiling confidently as she wiggles about still in her seat. [color=a187be]“Sure, I'll start.”[/color] She replies picking up on her pieces seemingly randomly placing it on the board.[color=a187be] “Your turn.”[/color] She adds. As time passes as he carefully examines the board with every move pondering all the vast options this board has, while she moves a piece nearly immediately after her turn begins as pieces from both sides start to leave the board. He smiled looking at the board, waiting for Charlotte to make her move as she finally didn't move right away, he was certain he had her beat. 

[color=82ca9d]“The thing about chess is that it accurately shows someone's intellect, and personal experience. The pieces all moving across the board, but in the end only one person can be the king. You have to make some sacrifices to succeed. Sure, it may be fun to play as mere novices, but it unlike no other game is the perfect example of showing someone's extravagant talent. When all the pieces come together and they finally w-”[/color] He continues to speak until she moves the next piece. [color=a187be]“Checkmate.”[/color] She interjects, as he suddenly looks down at the board with a dumbfounded look, looking at her as she just smiled at him. Flashing her smile as he sat himself upright. [color=82ca9d]“Let's sit somewhere more comfortable and while we wait for the others shall we?”[/color] He suggested as she hopped up and continuing to bounce enthusiastically as headed for the sofas.
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After waiting far too long for his patience to endure. Bartholomew gave up and finally just finished explaining his plan to Charlotte, who was finally sitting more still expect she was sitting upside down, head hanging close to the floor. He crossed his arms some, shaking his head. [color=82ca9d]“So, how do you feel about my plan? I still can't believe neither Myles or Elle came.”[/color] He questions sounding mildly frustrated. [color=a187be]“Sounded fine to me, I'm sure Myles has a really good reason to why he didn't show.”[/color] She answered back cheerfully.
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[u][h3][color=6ecff6]Myles[/color][/h3][/u]
Meanwhile somewhere on a public bench, loud snoring could be heard as people passed by paying no attention to the man passed out. Nobody around able to muster the courage or nerve to bother waking nor disturbing him.
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[color=82ca9d]“Maybe...”[/color] He murmured. [color=82ca9d][i]“But probably not...”[/i][/color] He thought to himself able to accurately guess he most likely got pissed drunk and passed out somewhere again, hung up on exactly what was taking Elle so long. Casually pulling out his phone pressing a single button having them on speed dial, holding the phone up to his ear listening it continue to ring.

[u][h3][color=f7976a]Elle[/color][/h3][/u]
[color=f7976a]“You cannot win against me.”[/color] She replied sending one swift punch after another, hitting with full impact, staring down what was swaying back and forth. Grabbing the punch bag and stopping it as she stop to catch her breathe hearing her pokemon still going at, still fighting inside the ring. She walks carefully over toward her bag giving the minimal lighting she had that allowed her to see without being to obvious she was a place that was closed. Going through her bag which was rather cluttered pulling out several great balls. Pulling out a water bottle, and opens to take a drink from it before returning everything back to her bag seeing the phone with several missed calls and messages. 

[color=f7976a]“Oops...”[/color] She stated just realizing she'd completely forgot about his request to meet the group, she quickly ran to return her pokemon hoping she could make it their before the left. Stealthy exiting the building before running straight into Myles. Looking slightly confused and the same time relieved that she wasn't the only one going straight up to him lifting up his head and letting go as it plummeted with a audible thud back onto the table. Letting out a big sigh when that failed to actually wake him up...
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[center][hider=Bartholomew's Pokemon/Inventory]
Pokemon:
???
Inventory:
Cellphone
???
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[hider=Myles's Pokemon/Inventory]
Pokemon: ???
Inventory:
Cellphone
???
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[hider=Charlotte's Pokemon/Inventory]
Pokemon: 
Pichu
???
Inventory:
Cellphone
???
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[hider=Elle's Pokemon/Inventory]
Pokemon: ???
Inventory:
Cellphone
Water Bottle
x6 Great Balls
???
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