Our Eyes Have Met! We Must Do Battle! [Xelx]

[Varnock]

Occasionally it comes to mind that you haven't seen anywhere near enough of the world. Everyone experiences thoughts like this on occasion, and often in times of stress or danger. Brandon though, he always had thoughts like this. He loved traveling and wandering the regions just because he could. It was what had given him such a strong bond with his pokemon, and doubled as making him quite the useful Collector. It helped when someone who was in trouble and couldn't go to their usual contacts could reach a traveling one.

Of course, that wasn't exactly his job anymore. Now he was in a position nearly the exact reverse of the last one, and he was pretty happy with that. This way he got to see more and more of the plans from both sides, playing each one so he kept himself safe while keeping his side one step ahead of the other. It would definitely be difficult, there was definitely no question there, but it would also be a morbid kind of fun to watch people dance to his tune for a bit.

Still, it was close enough to his job to make traveling useful while still being fun. He had loved to travel even before the war, though then it had been as most trainers had rather than in a quest for information. He rather missed being challenged out of the blue by trainers he had come across. It had been a good test of his pokemon to get into a battle after what could have been a rather tiring day.

Perhaps it would happen again someday? After the war finally ended... Well, anything could happen right?

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How long had he been standing there, his arms behind him and his eyes locked forward? He sought battle, craved it more than food or water. He has had no release, dark emotions have entangled his mind for longer than they ever had in the past. Behind his mask the man's eyes flared and writhed . The rage within those cold glassy eyes could barely be hidden, so much rage was built up inside. His old body shivered with it, he needed to be rid of it! He needed a release! In short: He lost a bet at a Bidoof fighting ring and really wanted to take out his anger on someone in battle. Preferably a child since they cry easier.

Xelx set himself up on this here road and waited for a trainer to come by him. Seemed simple enough, except not a single trainer had come by that day. All day he stood there and pounced upon those who passed, only to find out that they all left their pokemon at home because of the recent rush of thieves on the roads! Some of them even thought Xelx was a thief and tried to pepper spray or just begged for mercy without him doing anything...which is SO unsatisfying by the way.

Xelx is stubborn, he was not willing to give up and change routes, especially when this route had given him so much grief. Evening fell now, yet there Xelx stood waiting for an opponent to beat into the dirt. He didn't care if they were good at battling or terrible, nor did he care that he was limiting himself to his trusty Fearow alone, he was hellbent on destroying someone. Then he came. He spotted the man come down the road right away, his breath starting to slow and his heart rate increasing. He waited silently as he came closer, watching him with his rage filled eyes. Soon enough, the man would cross right in front of Xelx...and thus he did strike.

From the shadows Xelx lunged for the man, stopping himself inches away from his body. In his raised left hand Xelx held a pokeball, completely prepared to throw it down and duke it out with this stranger. Finally, Xelx spoke, "I CHALLENGE YOU TO A BATTLE OF POKEMONS!"

...Yeah he didn't get much sleep the past few days. Also don't read that in a high pitched shrill voice...because that totally isn't how the stressed out and tired Xelx spoke...

[Varnock]

I LIKE SHORTS, THEY'RE COMFORTABLE AND EASY TO WEAR!

He eyed the sky for a moment with careful eyes. WIth the sun sinking as it was, he would have to make camp soon. Traveling at night wasn't the safest thing before the war with some of the pokemon you could come across, now it was just... Well, he didn't want to think about that. He was in Sinnoh after all, so he could at least hope nothing too bad would happen.

A near sigh as he idly ran a hand through his hair, a habit he had retained no matter how long he had worked against it. Even if he wanted to hope Sinnoh was calming down, he still had some work to do indeed to make it as calm as he would like. He wasn't N, no definitely not, but he was a man with some ideas and connections to make them happen. He would make this region a place of beauty again someday, even if it killed him to send it on that track.

That was the track record for most people of importance it seemed like. Even those of little importance got killed to further goals or stop things. Just look at him, he had killed that spy before passing on all that information to remove any links he had to the one organizing it all. Now that had been a plan. He was quit-

He nearly attacked the man that jumped out of the bushes at him, a challenge leaving his lips before he landed far too close for comfort. What in the world had he been thinking doing something so stupid? The man even sounded strange to match his actions. Well, if he wanted a battle he would be getting one. Brandon had no time for these foolish games, not with the sun sinking. He preferred to set his camp up with at least some light to work with.

"Fine. You'll get your battle." His reply was dry and annoyed, his choice of pokemon showing his urge to quickly finish this confrontation. A flash of red revealed a large purple dragon, Phoenicia the Garchomp, in all her power and glory. Brandon took this chance to take several steps back to leave a good distance between the two of them. This would be a bit of a waste of time, but at least his pokemon would get some exercise.

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He...he accepted? The man accepted!? At last, at long long last Xelx had a challenger. Soon he shall unleash his grand rage upon this fool so that he may know just how big of a mistake he has made! Finally he will be rid of this annoyance! Something was odd though, he swore he had heard this man's voice once before. Has he met him already? Perhaps a past challenger? No, it was much more familiar than that.

No matter, it was time to battle! Xelx jumped back several feet away from the man and threw down his pokeball, revealing his most trusted companion: Reaper the fearow. Reaper cawed out loudly as he was released and did several loops in the air before landing next to his master. He too was eager for a bit of bloodshed. Ah, but the opponent was underestimated. He revealed a Garchomp, which made Xelx huff.

Garchomps were tricky, any ground attacks it had would be easily dismissed by Reaper. Dragon moves could easily become problematic, but the possibility of rock type moves is what scared Xelx more. He believed Reaper to be clever though, he had taught him well. He had no doubt that he would be able to out think this burly foe. Reaper was just as confident, as long as he remained in the air he could make quick work of any opponent...usually...some times. Whatever, point was this brute was going down!

Xelx threw out his arm and commanded Reaper before his opponent could beat him to the first move. "Reaper! Begin with Drill Run!" Reaper took to the air before diving toward the ground in a spinning motion. The spinning Fearow would soon reach the ground and rip at it with his spinning form. He soon began moving toward his opponent, ripping apart the earth as he went and stacking it up in front of him for a nasty ram. Xelx didn't expect it to hit, this was just to get the first move. Pity about the road, though surely no one would notice a moderately sized gash across it. Not like it could hurt any one. If it did, not like anyone would care.