[center][h2][color=f26522]Gredy Silvertongue[/color][/h2][/center]

Having followed the trainers after the fight had quietied down (And hoping that Phantump was still following him), Gredy listened intently as the Vulpix and her trainer had their says. If this 'Pokemon Club' had given the boy from earlier his Machamp, there was clearly something sass going on with the organization. Machamps didn't just grow on trees, let alone obey the orders of a brand new trainer they had never even met without something dodgy as all hell going on behind the scenes. The fact that these trades were being made with the sole intent on allowing trainers to breeze through the Gyms also [i]seemed[/i] like cheating, even if legally all that had happened was a trade being made.   

As the girl from the club started to talk, Gredy remained quiet to let her speak; She was absolutely free to do so and he wasn't going to be a jerk and stop her. Instead he took out his phone and hit the record button, making sure to capture her face and the face of her friend from the club, recording the whole little speech before they got down to business. He made sure to record the trainers trading their pokeballs for new ones before going outside quietly in order to get footage of just what kind of pokemon they had received from the exchange. For good measure he even got footage of the truck that the traded pokeballs had been loaded up into. 

He didn't speak to anyone or attempt to draw attention to himself, already planning on uploading the footage and sending it to the Pokémon Association; They would no doubt be very [i]interested[/i] in what was going on. Granted they might not do anything, but if they decided to ignore this then it was their problem, not his.

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