[color=0072bc][h1][center]Ty Westgrove[/center][/h1][/color]

[color=0072bc][h3][center]Vareena Gym[/center][/h3][/color]

Ty spent the past few minutes sitting stiffly in awkward silence, feeling like a third wheel left out of the loop. Or... was he, like, a seventh wheel or something? Whatever the case, it seemed all these people knew each other and what sort of crisis was going on. Ty didn't even have time to blurt out some exclamation like '[i]That[/i] Team Noble, for real?!' before the conversation took two more turns, as if these people talk about their typical day interacting with a mysterious dangerous shadow group over a spot of tea on a regular basis.

The punk trainer didn't seem remotely interested in his own tea. Medic was a little curious, though. The Igglybuff blew on the hot tea, splattering several drops as she did not accurately gauge her own lung strength. Then she tried to carefully tilt the cup that was nearly half the size of her body. She got too nervous about spilling the hot liquid all over herself, though, and had to settle for gingerly dipping her stubby hands in and lapping it up.

While all the people that knew this Rheese guy rushed to him, Ty decided not to crowd around and zoned out a little. One hour, he was celebrating a gym battle with some nice, if probably brief, companions. The next, it seems, he found himself inserted into the middle of some action crime movie. Action movies are great, for like, action heroes. But maybe not so much for people like... him.

A sudden bump on Ty's shin brought him back to the present, and he startled for a moment. Then he smiled and chuckled in relief at the sight of a small yet sturdy canine Pokemon.

[color=0072bc]"Hi, little guy,"[/color] Ty addressed the Rockruff, petting the Pokemon's tough head for a second before its trainer picked it up. Then he listened to the embarrassed boy.

[color=0072bc]"Ah, it's fine. He was very polite. I'm just glad he didn't jump up on me."[/color]

At that moment, a cry of pain erupted from the area of the couch and didn't stop. Ty watched helplessly for a few seconds as the injured man shuddered in agony. At some point in the paralysis of Ty's own shock, he remembered some random kid just walked in and was bound to be even more horrified.

[color=0072bc]"So, what's your Rockruff's name?"[/color] Ty asked with a forced smile, quickly walking over to try and lead the boy to a different room, any different room. [color=0072bc]"How long have you had him?"[/color]

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