[right][b][h3][color=ed1c24][i]Cyril Desrosiers[/i][/color][/h3][/b][/right][hr][hider=Important Information][quote][u][b]Location [/b][/u] Pureplain City [u][b]Interacting With [/b][/u] Professor Chloe, Kalmia, Rodger([@PlatinumSkink]), Basil ([@hatakekuro]) [u][b]Current Team [/b][/u] Aster - Budew - Lvl 6 - [color=39b54a]Happy Little Fwees[/color] [u][b]Inventory [/b][/u] x1 Everstone x1 Potion x5 Pokeballs x1 Pokédex[/quote][/hider][hr] The moment they traded their respective partners over was the moment Cyril expected something to happen, like a beep or an electronic notification stating [i]X amount of Pokédollars has been transferred.[/i] He merely looked down at the ball with a Sentret in it, his left eyebrow rising as his eyes grew wide to the point where they looked ready to pop out of his sockets. [color=ed1c24][b]"Hmmmmmm?"[/b][/color] He blinked before deftly whipping out his pokédex and navigating the system with a few taps, only to see, [i]yes[/i] he did technically own the Sentret. Once he saw that, his rather comical expression was dropped as quickly as this idea as he gave a large, nonchalant shrug and a dismissive, yet silly looking frown. [color=ed1c24]"Tsk, I thought this would work, ah well,"[/color] we sighed, shaking his head, that frown becoming diminutive as he spun the pokéball containing her partner on one finger before cleanly letting it roll into the palm of his hand. Giving it one good glimpse, he held it out, giving Chloe a weak, apologetic smile. [color=ed1c24]"Sorry for getting your hopes up,"[/color] he uttered as the two trainers traded back their respective partners. As soon as he received Aster Cyril immediately clicked the center of the ball. A bright flash of an electronic red light soon followed, with the little Budew that was snug in its ball popping out into his arms, wriggling its bud as it nestled shyly into Cyril's chest, [color=8dc73f]"Weeeee..."[/color] Despite this all, she wasn't all too dispirited, making a rather bold proclamation and being generally upbeat. Of course, that just prompted him to join in the fun with a jubilant cheer and an appropriate beam back! [color=ed1c24]"Hee, that's the spirit! I look forward to it!"[/color] Wait, does she even have any pokéballs? Well, he could get to answer that two second age old question later, but for now he had some new people to meet and people to see! Well, that was the plan anyways, but make a deal with the devil and you'll get it, or something along those lines as the Professor approached the duo with the slightly shorter boy in tow. He nodded at Kalmia, mouthing a thank you to her before turning smirking and winking at the boy. Cyril chuckled, snapping his free hand into a finger gun, angling it slightly towards the ceiling, [color=ed1c24]"Bonjour monsieur, tis' a pleasure to meet you!"[/color] Following that, Cyril recoiled backwards, hopping back with feigned shock as his jaw slacked before raising his hands up, the Budew quickly climbing up onto his shoulders then jumping on his head as he did this, [color=ed1c24]"Woah, woah, woah Chloe, aren't you moving a bit [i]fast[/i] with Basil? You don't just [i]ask[/i] someone a question like that~! You have to take things slow!"[/color] Aster looked down and mimicked his partners face as Cyril leaned in with a toothy grin and wink, placing one hand on his hip. Aster was plain cute when making all this facial gestures, especially the little wink and V-shaped smile. Cyril, on the other hand, just looked plain silly. What followed from the boy was a bit of silence before returning to his full height, placing a handed over his mouth as he widely smiled, [color=ed1c24]"Hee, couldn't resist, sor-ree~!"[/color] He giggled, Aster soon following suit. [color=ed1c24]"Again, it's a pleasure to meetcha' Basil! Will say it's less get rich quick scheme and more ge-,"[/color] as Cyril spoke, he abruptly cut himself off while awkwardly scratching the side of his neck, raising an eyebrow [color=ed1c24]"...-ting this gal some change for the road since she's kinda... broke."[/color] Cyril seemed to be rather disjointed at the moment, separated between chattering with this group and peering around, raising an eyebrow. [color=ed1c24]"Say, uh, where's the barely-taller-than-me guy?"[/color]