Post by surge on Jun 8, 2012 2:14:19 GMT -5
it was rare for surge to travel with his pokemon released.
even rarer to see his pokemon in such an outwardly pleasant mood.
but it was nearly unheard of to see him with a pokemon nestled on his shoulder, akin to younger trainers. for some reason, the otherwise scornful and apathetic militant was feeling quite jubilant, inheriting the persona of his hoenn counterpart. yet, no matter how content surge was, he was still surge. his face rigid, dropping his traditional scowl as he browsed over the stalls. what the hell was he suppose to pick?
it didn't take long to find what he was looking for. keeping his back to his acquaintance, he completely ignored n as he undid his right glove, stuffing it into his pocket. only when his hand was naked did he pluck an apple from a crate of produce. he gave it a firm squeeze to check it's texture. the firmer the crunchier. aside from that he had no idea what he was doing. suspicious, surge brought the fruit to his ear. he flicked it, listening for whatever noise or confirmation the fruit was suppose to give him. little did he know that this practice only applied to hollow fruits like melons.
this would suffice. satisfied with the rather large globe of red fruitiness, he tossed the merchant several coins, giving a nod of gratitude as he took another apple. balancing two large fruits between his fingers was no easy task. but surge managed. he always did. the second fruit was for n, a surprising act of kindness considering surge didn't know the boy.
"so what exactly did you want from me," he asked, gently tossing the gift toward the boy with an under hand throw.