[center][h3][b] Raven Heartwood - Central City Pokemark[/b][/h3][/center]

Raven's only warning to something odd occurring was a chirp from Eevee and the sudden removal of his hat, the clerk was far too late and vague to be of any use. Raven took a step and turned to see what the matter was run headlong into somebody. The resulting collision sent both of them to the ground, Eevee watched curiously from above, having landed safely on a half-filled shelf of potions, oversized hat and all. Raven did a kip up (that is to say flipped off the ground without the use of his hands) to regain his feet and looked at the other unfortunate partaker in the incident. A black-haired girl with matching modest clothes that appeared to be a bit shorter than he was, though it was hard to tell as she was on the ground. Raven was to quick lean forward to offer her a hand up with an apologetic grin on his face; the other hand flourished and came to a rest just in front of his stomach, as though he was bowing. [b]"Hehe, sorry about that, people don't usually fall for me that hard."[/b] He said cheerily, his unbuttoned shirt rather obviously displaying the fit body beneath. She was kind of cute but the comment was made more out of reflex than anything else, jokes were always a good icebreaker. Well not always, but usually sometimes.