Kikpanther
Not a beginner that's for sure
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Austin side in relief when Rosalyn began to come back to them. No emergency runs, that was good. He laughed a little along with Mark. "Yep. No monsters, no ghouls, no ghosts, just a really good prank." A really scary prank. He couldn't believe he didn't see it coming. It was Halloween, one of the big days for pranks! Maybe it didn't cross his mind because he wasn't doing pranks right now. And why not?
"Just sit still, I'm sure it'll go away in a little bit," Austin suggested. Probably. She did hit her head on the pavement. He didn't know how hard though. Her head wasn't bleeding as far as he could tell, so she must have been fine. He looked up at Mark when he introduced himself. He was a skinny kid with a dark black hair made into a fohawk. His head then went to Snype when his name was introduced.
Austin froze at the sight of the Sableye. His heart ran cold and frightened dread went to his eyes; the smile disappeared. The pokemon was grinning, wide, and his jewel eyes were looking sinister even when the intentions were lighthearted and fun. Austin's skin prickled from nervousness and his body wanted to get away and quickly. He forced his eyes away, using the ground as a way to get himself to snap out of it. This would be so much easier if he had Ledian out as a buffer, but... No. Not tonight. He tried not to come off scared. This wasn't just any wild Sabeleye. This was someone's pokemon and probably not one that would jump off the handle and attack people. He hoped at least.
Still... It gave him chills. The eyes, the sharp hands and feet, the ears, that grin. Out of all the ghost pokemon he knew, Sabeleye was his least favorite. It wasn't like the others. You couldn't just get a Psychic type and get it over with or at least give you some good protection. It had no weaknesses. It could just keep coming. Austin felt a shudder up his spin. He forced the smile back on his face and covered over his rising emotions with a carefully knit blanket. He'd been working on the cover up for years.
He stood up, looking as cheery as he did before. "Austin," he said in introduction, he pointed towards the dark tree that still held his pokemon. "And that over there," he smiled, "that's Chats." The pokemon lifted up a wing and peeked from under it, looking at everyone below. "Will you get down from there, you big baby?" Chatot didn't move, as if he was thinking it over. After a few moments he flew down from tree and, once seeing the maskless faces, perched on Austin's shoulder and peered at Mark, as if studying him.
"Just sit still, I'm sure it'll go away in a little bit," Austin suggested. Probably. She did hit her head on the pavement. He didn't know how hard though. Her head wasn't bleeding as far as he could tell, so she must have been fine. He looked up at Mark when he introduced himself. He was a skinny kid with a dark black hair made into a fohawk. His head then went to Snype when his name was introduced.
Austin froze at the sight of the Sableye. His heart ran cold and frightened dread went to his eyes; the smile disappeared. The pokemon was grinning, wide, and his jewel eyes were looking sinister even when the intentions were lighthearted and fun. Austin's skin prickled from nervousness and his body wanted to get away and quickly. He forced his eyes away, using the ground as a way to get himself to snap out of it. This would be so much easier if he had Ledian out as a buffer, but... No. Not tonight. He tried not to come off scared. This wasn't just any wild Sabeleye. This was someone's pokemon and probably not one that would jump off the handle and attack people. He hoped at least.
Still... It gave him chills. The eyes, the sharp hands and feet, the ears, that grin. Out of all the ghost pokemon he knew, Sabeleye was his least favorite. It wasn't like the others. You couldn't just get a Psychic type and get it over with or at least give you some good protection. It had no weaknesses. It could just keep coming. Austin felt a shudder up his spin. He forced the smile back on his face and covered over his rising emotions with a carefully knit blanket. He'd been working on the cover up for years.
He stood up, looking as cheery as he did before. "Austin," he said in introduction, he pointed towards the dark tree that still held his pokemon. "And that over there," he smiled, "that's Chats." The pokemon lifted up a wing and peeked from under it, looking at everyone below. "Will you get down from there, you big baby?" Chatot didn't move, as if he was thinking it over. After a few moments he flew down from tree and, once seeing the maskless faces, perched on Austin's shoulder and peered at Mark, as if studying him.