[h2][color=darkturquoise]Devon the Totodile[/color][/h2][b][Folio Town - Observation Post][/b]

[@Ninian][@Shiny Keldeo]

Devon reeled and leaned back onto his tail awkwardly when the Quilava mentioned her....History, with Pokémon that had broken her limits and upset her. [color=darkturquoise]"Ooook. I'll uh....Try not to get on your nerves then."[/color] 

When the two children introduced themselves as Ember and Selena, Devon grinned and waved at the two of them. Keeping quiet as Ember seemed to hit it off with Lilisette. The Totodile stood up straighter as his eyes drifted over to the Bayleef that was also keeping to herself, a a thought crossed his mind. [color=darkturquoise][i]She is really shy.....I won't bug her for now....But you can't just keep quiet like that all the time...Wonder if we can help her with that?[/i][/color]

Half listening to the conversation between the two girls, the Pokémon once human caught an interesting tid bit. Devon turned his head to look over at Lilisette still sitting on the tree limb bench and tilt it. [color=darkturquoise]"There's a dance troupe that passes through here? That'd be cool to see. Is there like, Fire-types in it that do the whole thing with the spinning torches?"[/color]

[color=MediumSlateBlue]"I think there's one Fire-type with em, but I doubt they'd do their whole routine at the top of a giant tree."[/color]

A very deep, gravely voice spoke up from seemingly out of nowhere to answer Devon's question. The small Water-type was left with a confused expression as he tried to locate the source of the voice. Soon enough his eyes settled on a very tall Pokémon standing just off to the side of the gazebo. Their appearance concealed by a large, ragged brown poncho complete with a hood overshadowing their face. The mystery figure leaned their right shoulder against one of the rooted support posts of the platform as their arms seemed to shift under their cloak. [color=MediumSlateBlue]"Sorry I just kinda cut in there. Haven't been out and about in awhile, so my social skills are a bit rusty. I'll quit bugging ya in a sec, but if you wanna catch that dance troupe...."[/color] A clawed hand slowly came out from under the dirty cloth, and shot a thumb to the left down a set of stairs. [color=MediumSlateBlue]"....They usually show up in the plaza later in the day. Shouldn't be too long now til they make an appearance. If ya miss em this time, don't sweat it. Pyrrha and her gang usually stay a day or two in town since it's such a pain in the ass to drag themselves across the desert and get through the trunks dungeon all in one go."[/color]

Devon smiled at the anonymous newcomer, and snapped his claws at them. [color=darkturquoise]"Hey, thanks for the info dude. I'm guessing you live around here?"[/color]

The figure visibly shook their head as they stood back to their full height. Their form towering over all four of the kids as they turned around to stomp towards the stairs. However, they stopped at the top of the chiselled steps to look over their shoulder at the group one last time. [color=MediumSlateBlue]"...If you kids are autograph hunting, you'd better be quick though. Troupes leader gets flogged with crazy fans all the time. But like I said, they don't show up til later."[/color]

And like that, the cloaked mon disappeared as fast as they had came. Strolling down the stairs with what seemed like no care in the world.