[center][h2][u][b][color=red]AXL HAWTHORNE[/color][/b][/u][/h2][center][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][hr][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent]  [b]> > > Pureplain City, Isson < < <[/b]
[sub]Interacting with: [@PlatinumSkink][/sub]
[hider=Items]500p
[b]>Potion 1x[/b][/hider]
[hider=Current Team][color=teal][h3][b]Tank[/b][/h3][/color]
[img]https://i.imgur.com/cNPiRrJ.png[/img]
[b]Species:[/b] Munchlax
[b]Type:[/b] Normal
[b]Level:[/b] 5
[b]Status:[/b] In perfect health for now.
[b]Moves:[/b] Tackle, Odor Sleuth, Metronome, Defense Curl
[b]Ability:[/b] [u]Thick Fat[/u] halves all fire- and ice-type damage done to user. 
[b]Held Item:[/b] n/a[/hider] [/center][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][hr][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/center]
Axl apologized promptly when Professor Kalmia brought up the notion of being a bit more careful with the door, laughing nervously as he did so. It was a bad habit to act without thinking. DId he know that? Yes. Did that always stop it? No. And yet, when things got serious, or when he was being given important information, as with the reception of his pokedex and how to use it he got serious too. He nodded along as Kalmia spoke and made mental notes where necessary. Then, as he took the Pokedex in his hand and looked it over it felt as a weight had been given to him. It wasn’t heavy in the physical sense, but there was a passing of a wealth of responsibility, of challenges to come, and so much more.

[color=82c6cf]'And here, is your first Pokémon. Go for it!'[/color]

Those words were all Axl needed to immediately run to grab hold of the pokeball that had materialized. He took a deep breath. [color=red]”Alright!”[/color] He cheered excitedly before holding it out before him and releasing the pokemon that dwelled within. As it came into view he pulled up his Pokedex and scanned the new creature. 

Munchlax stretched, standing in the open spaced that Axl had been allowed to use before scanning the room. There were so many people around! [color=teal]“Mun… Mun?”[/color] The small creature questioned before his eyes fell to Axl and his big smile. 

[color=red]”So, you’re Munchlax, huh?”[/color] he asked as he moved closer to the pokemon. The little guy was bigger than he expected his first pokemon to be. [color=red]”Looks like we’re gonna be together for a while little buddy.”[/color] Axl said as he knelt down and placed his hand on the big eater pokemon’s small shoulder.

[color=teal]“Munch!”[/color] The pokemon caught on pretty quick it seemed, cheering at the news before pushing Axl down in a weird tackle hug. 

[color=red]”Woah! Easy there, bud.”[/color] Axl spoke through a laugh as he sat up, embracing Munchlax just as tight as the pokemon had squeezed him. The two were like peas in a pod, and almost immediately on the same wavelength. [color=red]”So, what should I call you?”[/color]

[color=teal]”Mun?”[/color] Munchlax questioned as Axl got to his feat. 

[color=red]”How about Munchy?”[/color] Axl asked, though he noted that Munchlax didn’t like the name much. [color=red]”Muncher? Lax? Little dude? Big eats?”[/color] This went on for a moment with Munchlax shaking his head, grunting and shrugging off each naming attempted until finally, [color=red]“How about little Tank?”[/color]  Munchlax perked up. [color=red]”That’s better, but I can tell you’re not feeling it. How about just Tank?”[/color]

Munchlax, now officially [color=teal]Tank[/color], beamed and pumped his little fist in the air. [color=teal]”Mun Munch!”[/color]

The two cheered together for another moment before the knock at the door. Axl and Tank turned their attention to it, as was likely the case with everyone else, and watched at a man named [color=82c6cf]'Jacques!'[/color] entered the room. [color=red][i]Woah, a member of the Elite Four.[/i][/color] Axl stated mentally as he stared in awe for a moment before hearing what could only be described as a growl from Munchlax. Perhaps it was the time with Professor Kalmia, but the little guy didn’t trust the dude in the top hat. Still, what he said seemed interesting, even if it was quite clear that Kalmia was uncomfortable with his mere presence. Things went on like this for a bit as Jacques explained a bit more about who he was and why he was here. Then, it all came to a head.

[color=EF284F]'So, with all that said… How about we start it off with a Pokémon Battle? I brought a few of my trainers back from their trips, waiting outside. Don’t worry, I’m making them use all-new Pokémon for this special occasion, so they won’t be stronger than you are currently,'[/color]

Axl grinned at the notion. He was all for a friendly challenge. Besides, if they were on equal footing there was nothing to worry about right. Before he could say anything though Kalmia spoke up one more time. 
[color=82c6cf]'I’ll emphasize that you don’t have to if you don’t want to and want to be on your ways. That said, would you like to kick these guys’ asses for me?'[/color]

That was all the permission Axl needed. [color=red]”Well, when you give a noob like me a chance like this, how can I even think of saying no?”[/color] The young man confidently stepped forward with his new partner in tow. [color=red]”If it’s really cool, I’m totally up for a battle,”[/color] he paused for a moment before turning to Tank and asking, [color=red]”but what do you think Tank? You up for a fight?”[/color]

[color=teal]”Muu~nchlax.”[/color] Tank responded with a look of determination on his face as he and Axl both pounded their right fists into their left palms. 

[color=red]”Looks like that’s all settled.”[/color] Axl grinned proudly as the boldness of his pokemon. He could already tell they were gonna be thick as thieves. [color=red]“But before before we start, would it be cool if you showed us your pokemon?[/color] The young man was certainly straightforward, to say the least. [color=red]“I mean, it’s not everyday a trainer at the starting line meets one of the Elite Four. I’ve just gotta know what I’m working towards.”[/color] Despite the situation Axl was cool, collected, and confident. That might not have meant much to some, but it was a good enough idea of the kind of person he was, and the kind of trainer he wanted to be.