[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 was [i]far[/i] less subtle than Skylar and Alice in his reaction to Rhyperior. He jumped with joy, Tank matching his excitement, over seeing the level of power and capability that was possible to be reached with proper training and hard work. [color=red]"Oh my god you're so freakin cool!"[/color] Axl spoke as he cheerfully ran over to the large pokemon and hugged it. Tank followed suit, wrapping his arms around Rhyperior's leg. 

[color=teal]"Muuuuuuunch~"[/color] It seemed that he was in agreement with his trainer. 

Despite the moment of amazement and his want to learn more about the pokemon and how powerful it was, however, Axl and Tank soon had to move outside with the rest of the group to meet their challengers. Jacques was charismatic to say the least and the lineup was unlikely to disappoint if they'd been chosen by a member of the elite four. He listened intently to everything being said. He'd found Simon quite amusing and vivia interesting, but he didn't really feel an urge to battle them. This changed when faced with the clearly bitter Oaken. He was underestimating Axl, all of the new trainers really. But he didn't want his first battle to be fought out of spite. Thus, his eyes fell to Rodger. 

[color=red]Rodger, right?"[/color] He asked as he approached the older trainer, a competitive grin plastered across his face. He'd felt something of a kindred spirit in the man wanting to face stronger trainers, though he knew nothing else of him. [color=red]"Let's battle! I wanna face someone stronger. And I'll probably even learn a thing or two butting heads with you."[/color] He proclaimed confidently. [color=red]"Here's hopin' I can give ya a good fight. Ready, Tank?"[/color]

[color=teal]"Munch, munch!"[/color] Tank chimed in, equal parts ready to be pit against the more experienced trainer.