Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26998060-20190714132628/@comment-26892768-20190720231533

The guy on the motorcycle skids to a halt, the motorcycle swerving a bit as he stops a few feet away. He gets off, leaning on the side of the motorcycle and looking at the group.

Now that he's clearly visible, something about him seems...off. Like, he seems human - even if the grayish skin-tone is weird - but regardless, there's something that's just not right about him, although it's hard to place what. Even without taking that into account though, this guy still seems shady. From the black overcoat, black pants, fingerless gloves, dirty blonde hair, and the close-to-but-not-quite perfect smile, everything about this guy screams the stereotypical image of a "bad boy," right down to the black motorcycle (which, as one can see now that it isn't going way over what the speed limit would be, has the number 13 spray-painted on the side in neon-green paint).

"Really now? And here I thought I was going to get mugged. There goes my plans for the evening." The man replies sarcastically, giving a joking smirk. As he looks over the group, however, his expression shifts to confusion, lingering over their attire and particularly HK-47, but instead of asking the questions that are doubtlessly firing off in his mind, he shrugs and gets back to the conversation. "But uh, in all seriousness...guess the first thing I should do is apologize for the little drive-by there. Honestly, I barely noticed you - when the wind is rushing by and you feel your heart racing like a runaway train, you get tunnel vision, you know? Or at least I do. It's hard to explain. So, uh, sorry. Now, the more important thing is..."

He shifts position, putting his arms behind his head as he looks at the group. "So, my girlfriend and I - she's over there, before you ask - are from out of town. We've kind of been doing an impromptu road trip: seeing the sights, throwing caution to the wind, seeing where the roads take us...and uh, thing is, we have no idea where we are. Like. At all. Sooooo, we kinda need directions to one Amity Park. Or at least something resembling directions, because my girlfriend's really serious about this and I don't want to come back over there empty-handed."

Cynthia holds on tight as Garchomp is sent a fair distance, quickly reasserting itself in the air. The former champion clenches her teeth. Dragon Claw is the only move she can think of that will work in the air; Earthquake and Stone Edge both require Garchomp to be grounded, and while Sandstorm could work, there's the issue of collateral damage - being closer to Kyogre, now, she can see that there's a fellow trainer on it. Not to mention she's not sure how effective it'd be on this thing, anyway.

So, time to try someone else.

"Go, Togekiss!" She throws out a Pokeball, and out comes the Jubilee Pokemon, which lets out a melodic trill and immediately cuddles up to Cynthia, much to her Garchomp's annoyance. Cynthia allows herself a small chuckle, but quickly refocuses, her gaze turning hard as she addresses her Pokemon. "Togekiss, Air Slash! Garchomp, follow my lead!"

Cynthia leans forward and lightly presses downward, and Garchomp follows, heading back for the Demon Tower as Togekiss draws back and flaps its wings, causing cresecent-shaped energy blades to fly at the tower. Meanwhile, Cynthia and her Garchomp are now circling the Demon Tower at high speeds to distract it from the incoming attack.