[center][h1][color=#ffd700][b]Tristan Glory[/b][/color][/h1][/center] [center][img]https://i.postimg.cc/nh9MN9w8/Gokudera-cropped.jpg [/img][/center] [center][hider=Inventory][h3][u][b]Inventory[/b][/u][/h3] Pokedollars-1000 Pokeballs-14 Premiere ball-1 potions-1 Camping gear Old and tattered pokemon textbook (gifted by nurse Joy) Emergency care kit(one multi-bristled brush, comb, tweezers, clippers, skin cream, compact mirror)[/hider][/center] [center][hider=On-Hand][u][b][/b][/u] [hider=King][b]King[/b] [img]https://projectpokemon.org/images/shiny-sprite/murkrow-f.gif [/img] species-Bird Type-Flying/Dark level-5 Ability- Super luck (The chance of a bearer's move being a critical hit is increased by 1 stage.) Moveset- -Peck -Astonish -Pursuit -Feather dance[/hider] [hider=Princess] [b]Princess[/b] [img]https://archives.bulbagarden.net/media/upload/2/26/Spr_5b_447.png [/img] Species- Emanation Pokemon Gender- Female Type- Fighting Level- 4 Ability- Prankster (gives priority to status moves) Moveset: - Quick attack - Endure - Feint [/hider] [/hider][/center] [center][hider=PC][u][b][/b][/u] [/hider][/center] [hr] The man sudden hysterical outburst was unexpected and worrisome leaving the pair tense as they could not tell what Robbie might do next. It seemed he was far more desperate than he thought; one pushed to the brink of cracking mentally and for a moment Tristan was sure this guy was going to attack in the middle of losing it. Not even noticing that his hand was tightly gripping King's pokeball as if readying himself to call back the murkrow. As a crazy person was the time you threw caution to the wind and went all out before they could do anything dangerous. Thankfully Robbie seemed to retain his sense of sanity to instead tell his story involving gambling, cheating and...the mob?! The mere mention of that word had Tristan gulping nervously as he forced himself to keep his calm expression and composure though were his hand not occupied it would be shaking. His nervousness easily felt by Princess who inched her way in front of him to protect her trainer if needed. And as Robbie carried on with his tale, the silver haired teen was still curious about that pink blob and would take this time while the man was monologuing to do a silent scan of it. A flick of his thumb to set it aside for later to read, thankful for his expert skill of texting to do it all with merely his thumb. Once Robbie finished regaling his story, Tristan would cough against his left fist to clear his throat." [color=#ffd700]Well uh... that's quite the harrowing life you have had there. Though can't say that you didn't do it to yourself, but I feel for you.[/color]" He said but internally.*[color=ed1c24] This guy is a fucking moron! Like seriously?! Cheating and stealing from the mob? What the fuck did he think was gonna happen?! Shit..if they find out it was me that put an end to this operation...this fucking day![/color]* Stealthily chewing on his left thumb's fingernail to fight back the growing bout of panic sitting like a heavy pit in his stomach. Even having Robbie willingly surrender did little to help his distraught mind and for a moment had an almost overpowering urge to do like a certain she-beat and deck this guy for being a fucking idiot. God forbid if the mob were to find out about him though with how resourceful and determined they were it was more a matter of when than if. "[color=#ffd700] Good to see that you are capable of seeing reason. But before we do, I must ask that you hand over any stolen items on your person. I will have Princess retrieve them and once that is done then we can head back. Give no trouble and I might be able to talk with the owners to figure out a way that ends well for everyone.[/color]" Tristan nodded to Princess after explaining as the Riolu cautiously stepped over to Robbie but made no sign she was going to attack or harm the man. If Robbie handed whatever he took from the stash without resistance, then Princess would pad back over to Tristan who would start leading the way out the tunnel, making sure to hold the door opened for the limping farmhand.