[center][h1][color=DB7E07]Jason Connor[/color][/h1] [hider=Inventory] Pokedex Pokeball x10 Pokédollars: 1250p [/hider] [hider=Pokemon Team] [center]Slayer[/center] [center][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/ec92e193-2081-4658-be2e-017885360fd2.png[/img][/center] Species: Ralts Gender: ♂ Type: Psychic/Fairy Personality: Jolly Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Takes great interest in watching Jason’s bladework Level: 5 Moves: Disarming Voice, Growl, Double Team Ability: Telepathy-Allows avoiding friendly fire from allies. Held Item: [center]Rover[/center] [center][img]https://www.serebii.net/swordshield/pokemon/016.png[/img][/center] Species: Pidgey Gender: ♀ Type: Normal/Flying Personality: Bold Quirks/Talents/Aspirations/Other: Never flinches and never backs down from a confrontation. Unflappable. Level: 4 Moves: Tackle, Sand Attack Ability: Keen Eye [i]Opponent cannot lower this Pokémon’s accuracy. The Pokémon ignores evasion boosts of the opponent[/i] Held Item: [/hider][/center] [i]I mean, how I felt about getting chased is going to depend on context, but I get what she means here...[/i] With a nod to himself, Jason returns both Rover and Slayer to their pokeballs and looks in the direction he last saw that little blue blur rush off in and sets his face determinedly. "You're right ma'am, maybe I got a little too eager to see what our mysterious friend is, what species of Pokemon was so skillfully avoiding everyone who looked to see it. I'm gonna be a lot more careful and considerate about my approach this time." And with that he set off, his pace brisk, but not too quick so as to avoid further stressing the mysterious Pokemon. The aspiring champion doesn't say anything for awhile as he moves through the trees, his eyes peeled for the blue blur. "Hey, little friend...I'm sorry for rushing you like that," Jason calls, watching for any sign of Pokemon at all. "I promise, I just want to talk a bit, see if you want to be friends." He paused in a small clearing and looked around before sighing and sitting against a tree, still panting slightly from chasing the blue blur earlier. There had to be a way to do this, he just wasn't sure how.