"Triple battle huh..."

He took a fat gulp from an energy drink with one hand and continued to text with the other. "Shutter's not really a crowd pleaser, she's more of a technical- what do you call them? Status inflicters? Anyways, she's not the type to get in your face. I use her whenever I'm in a pinch and have to fight without being picturesque about it."

His thumb traced circles along the surface of her old pokeball. "A triple battle would be a good way to put her to use, with some teammates to let her set things up a bit." 

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Anyone who looked at Lark for more than five seconds could tell he was definitely used to surfing from pokemon center to pokemon center. Everything from the way his splayed out body took more seats than necessary to the various devices he unfurled all around the table in front of them. It was as if he was concentrating all the energy in his body inside his fingers, typing up paragraph after paragraph for both his followers and business pals.

"Ghost type gym for me, definitely," he said, not looking up from a particularly tense text conversation, "Those aren't common around the world, so it's sure to get some buzz on the net if I manage to beat the leader there."