[color=sienna][h2][center]Regan Calhoun[/center][/h2][/color]

[hider=Inventory]GP: 500
Items: Potion x1, Pokeball x10, [E] Ranger Cap[/hider]
[hider=Roster][hider=#1, Kaebe][url=https://i.imgur.com/n5ff3cJ.jpeg]Tyrunt[/url] ♂, Lv 5, Full HP
Moves: Tackle, Tail Whip, Roar, Dragon Dance 
Ability: Strong Jaw[/hider]
[hider=PC]Empty[/hider][/hider]
[@Zapdos]

What the fuck was he doing? Sitting on the counter and making vague threats? Regan’s head turned slowly to her.. acquaintance.. with utter disbelief. In the future, this was going to reflect on her quality as a Ranger. This would absolutely not do. She could [i]not[/i] associate with some street brute.

She took a breath and turned her attention to the receptionist,[color=sienna] “a moment, please.”[/color] It might be time for all her physical training to manifest.

Her attention returned to her acquaintance,[color=sienna] “David,”[/color] her tone was sharp,[color=sienna] “since when do people perch on countertops like some vulgar [i]thug[/i]? Get down, apologize, and wait outside. Or don’t, actually. I’ll handle this myself, you can find someone else to make a menace of yourself with.”[/color]

She waited.

And then turned back to the receptionist.

[color=sienna] “Let’s try that again. Where were we- oh, right, ‘I’d hate for other staff to see someone so [i]out of place[/i] and unofficial. The complex should probably hire me officially, right?’”[/color]