[center][color=gray][h1]Dawkin Trustram[/h1][/color]
[@PlatinumSkink][@Pikmin Eye]
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[color=gray]"Thank you very much, I'll be sure to keep it on the down low."[/color] Dawkin said to the young trainer, to both his advice and his gift. He paused momentarily to look at the hordes of Volbeats but the trainer assured him it was nothing to worry about. Shrugging, but deciding he would defiantly investigate it after this, Dawkin scanned his opponent's Pokemon. [color=gray]"Interesting, then let us begin. Atlas, attack with Mudslap until it attacks back, then tackle it!"[/color]
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The battle finished, Dawkin thanked the trainer for his time and gifts once more before turning to look at the Volbeat's direction more closely. To his surprise as he got closer he saw that they seemed to be converging on... Martin? Somewhat bewildered he could see Nincada seemed to be preparing to face the oncoming horde. [color=gray]"Hey Martin, need a hand?"[/color] Dawkin asked as he closed the distance, Atlas following with astonishingly rapid steps, mostly encouraged by the fact that Dawkin had promised him a treat after that battle and he hadn't received it yet.