[center][h1][color=0072bc]Ty Westgrove[/color][/h1][/center] [center][h3][color=0072bc]- Mesalon Pokecenter -[/color][/h3][/center] Without warning, a giant monstrosity of a bug zoomed inside the Pokémon Center. The Scyther flew a lap around the room and tucked his limbs in for barrel roll. Unfortunately, one of his feet nicked a light fixture, throwing off his spiral. The Scyther let out a loud hiss as he tumbled down, took a few wild and uncontrolled steps, and finally managed to stay on his feet through some miracle. The giant bug looked wide-eyed at an equally stunned nurse standing at the counter not ten feet away from it. Then the Scyther leaned casually against the front counter with a chill smirk, as if to say "Heh, I meant to do that." A few seconds later, a pale man wearing a dark grey leather jacket and matching jeans walked into the Pokémon Center. Quickly reading the nurse's stunned expression, he attempted to wear a stern frown, but a tiny amused smile crept onto his stubbled face instead. [color=0072bc]"Reaper!"[/color] Ty called out. [color=0072bc]"What have I told you about causing havoc without my permission?"[/color] As Ty walked down the aisle, Reaper responded with a series of buzzes. They sounded snide, and it was probably better for both Pokémon and trainer that Ty couldn't understand his speech. [color=0072bc]"Sorry about my Scyther,"[/color] Ty addressed the nurse, sheepishly running a hand through his blond faux hawk. [color=0072bc]"He's used to getting all the attention, and I guess he's a little antsy since we spent most of the day training the new guy. Speaking of..."[/color] Ty knelt down and released a pokeball low to the ground. A small brown Pokémon appeared and immediately slumped against the counter. A battered and exhausted Timburr looked up at Ty with its one good eye and one swollen black eye. Hunk looked a little glum. [color=0072bc]"Hey, big guy,"[/color] Ty said, countering his fighting-type's frown with an encouraging smile. [color=0072bc]"You did a really good job today. Don't sweat the Low Kick thing. I'm sure you'll figure it out soon. And then... you'll be unstoppable at the gym!"[/color] Hunk responded with a grunt and a weak thumbs-up. Even in his weakened state, he scanned the room and managed to find a cute lady. The Timburr had just enough time to wink at Aurora with his super manly black eye before Ty recalled him and Reaper into their pokeballs. [color=0072bc]"Thanks for helping out,"[/color] Ty said to the nurse. [color=0072bc]"And I'm sorry again for whatever Reaper did. I'm sure he'd be happy to spend all day tomorrow fixing any damage he might cause." [/color] "No problem," the nurse replied with a smile, perfectly composed and professional. "We're a little busy right now, but you'll have your Pokémon back soon." Ty nodded. If there was going to be a wait, he might as well find something to occupy his mind. It took him only a few seconds to zero in on something interesting. [color=0072bc]"Ohh, you're such a good strong boy!"[/color] Ty enthused, eagerly yet cautiously approaching Skoll. [color=0072bc]"Or, girl?"[/color] Ty knelt down and held out a leather gloved hand for the Growlithe to sniff. He smiled up at Sophia, who looked like she may be too grumpy or tired for chitchat... buuuut Ty was already here, so he had to commit. [color=0072bc]"Can I pet your Growlithe?"[/color] Ty asked. [color=0072bc]"Also, where did you find it?? I've been looking around for a sick fire type." [/color]