[center][h1][color=37B5A9]Stephanie Irwin[/color][/h1]
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Pokedollars: 1000
1xpotion
4xpokeballs
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[color=80FCFF]Dusk[/color]
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Species: Litwick
Type: Fire/Ghost
Level: 5
Status: Happy and content from headpats
Moves: Smog, Ember, Astonish
Ability: Infiltrator- Passes through the opposing barrier, substitute, and the like and strikes.
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[color=A8A7A5]Dennis[/color]
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Species: Pidove
Type: Flying/Normal
Level: 4
Status: No longer Beaten to a pulp
Moves: Gust, Growl, Leer
Ability: Super Luck- Increases the critical hit ratio by 1 stage.
Held Item: 
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Considering the difference in their strides, it probably wouldn't be difficult for Freya to keep up even with Stephs minor headstart. Though Steph was pretty pissed off right now, her vision tunnelling on chasing this pokemon down that had dared to take her pokedex. She doubted going back to say 'hey someone stole it' was going to go down well; let alone day one! So she [i]had[/i] to get this back.

There was no doubt this man would [i]hear[/i] Steph coming before he saw her. The fury in her eyes almost as bright as her hair. As she came storming down the alleyway, one thought might come to mind. Damn this girl could run fast. The next would be; oh fuck she's really mad. It wouldn't take much of a genius to put two and two together. Now Steph didn't actually get a good look at the pokemon that had stolen from her bag, but she recognised the reddish feather for sure as she came to a stop just short of the man, glaring and pointing down at the Sneasel.

[color=37B5A9]"Yah own thaht leettle fuckah?"[/color] Was the first thing she asked. She just assumed that since this Sneasel came running to the man he was its trainer.[color=37B5A9] "If sao, yah hahve exahctly foive saecawnds t' retuhn moy pokaedex befoah Oy crahck bawth yah and thaht leettle crooks hayds tohgethah."[/color] And if he didn't own it? Well, she would probably still do it. Or battle the man, she didn't care at this point. She was mad, frustrated and wanted to take it out on this crook.

The only problem left though was one of great issue. Did this man even understand a word she said?