Raiden the Feraligatr, Furno the Blaziken, and Glyph the Flygon
[Folio Town - Outside the Guild Dinning Hall]The cloaked Feraligatr casually walked down the hall, hood flopping on his back as he approached the dinning hall entrance. Only to be stopped just as he was about to turn into the doorway by a feathery arm.
"And where do you think you're going scaly?" A sort of snarky voice called out. The voice belonging to the same owner as the arm in the form of a Blaziken leaning his claws against the wall. Blocking Raiden's path to the noisy room while giving the gator a shit eating grin.
"I haven't seen you around here before. This dinner's for guildies and dancers. The shady character buffet is actually in the sketchy alley down the street." Awkwardly pausing, the birds face contorted oddly as he sniffed.
"Hold on, why do you smell like Razz berries? They your favourite snack or something?" The sight of the rude Blaziken simply caused Raiden to pause and scan over the Fire-Fighting type below him with oddly tame orange eyes. The Water-type seemingly not bothered by the reaction.
"The berry smell is from a Scent. It's so that I don't smell like that alleyway you think I'm heading to. I was actually invited here by Pyrrha. You can go ask her for yourself if you don't believe me."The fire bird took a quick look over his shoulder into the dinning room, before glancing back over at the towering figure. He then crossed his arms and leaned his entire body against the wall.
"Maybe she did, maybe she didn't. But I'm doing my own investigation. What I wanna know is, who exactly are you scaly?" The Blaziken then began to list off on his claws, and do a few non nonchalant hand gestures.
"What's your name, where'd you blow in from, that sorta thing. Then I'll know if you're cool or not."A few metallic jingles came underneath Raiden's cloak before he sighed and brought out his arms to cross them over his chest. The dirty cloth raising slightly to show off his scarred stomach and the bag hanging next to it.
"My name's Raiden. I grew up on the Air Continent in a small village called Daneza, near Waterfall Lake. I'm apart of a Rescue Team with a few friends of mine. We just go around the world taking jobs anywhere we can. That good enough for you Blaziken?" The raspy voiced giant said with surprising speed. Almost as if he had rehearsed the line. His eye contact with the bird remaining unbroken throughout the explanation.
The fighter didn't really expect such a direct answer to his question. The Blaze Pokémon gawking slightly at the story before shaking his head.
"The name's Furno. And it's a start. What's the name of this team of yours?" A silver winged egg was then held out to the feathery mon.
"Spitewarden. Not really the biggest name out there, we're no Team A.C.T, but we do what we do well enough."Before the Blaziken had a chance to comment on the name, a somewhat annoyed huff came from behind him.
"Furno. Instead of interrogating our guests, would you please go tell Robel that dinner is starting?" Going stiff for a moment, Furno spun around and groaned.
"Yes sir Guildmaster..." Another glance behind him at Raiden, and the bird walked off down the hall and further into the Guild.
A sigh escaped the Flygon as he muttered something to himself then held out his hand to the Feraligatr with an apologetic smile.
"Apologies for Furno's behaviour. He can come off a bit....Rude to newcomers. Though it is usually in jest. I am Glyph, and you are?"Stuffing the badge back into his bag, Raiden returned to handshake and smile.
"I'm Raiden. And it's fine, alot of mon tend to make assumptions when they first meet me. But I like to think I'm not that bad."A slight chuckle escaped the dragon's maw as he took his hand away.
"I'm sure you're a fine Pokémon Raiden. I had heard that one of the dancers had invited someone, but I did not get a chance to confirm the details. Please, go have a seat. A Rescue Team member is always welcome here.""Thank you." The Water-type said with a slight bow. And with that, the gator strolled into the dining hall.
Devon the Totodile and Raiden the Feraligatr
[Folio Town - Guild Dining Hall]@NinianA sort of confused frown spread along the Totodile's maw as Pyrrha commented on his resemblance to someone he didn't even know.
"'Raiden's child'? Who's Raiden?" Eyes peering down for a moment, a thought shot through his mind like a bolt of lightning.
I apparently look like this Raiden guy....Is she talking about that weird Feraligatr that we keep seeing around town?After Lilisette cleared up the confusion, Devon quickly waved off the dancer's apology with a slight smile.
"No no, It's ok. It's a safe assumption when there's two rare Pokémon in the same evolution chain running around in the same weird place. My name's Devon, by the way." Though his smile still remained on his face, a tinge of sadness shined in the corner of his eye as he turned back to look at his currently empty plate.
"I actually don't have any parents. At least, I don't remember having any. I'm sure they're out there somewhere, but I don't think I'll be able to look for them for a long time..."~~~
The cloaked Feraligatr finally entered through the doorway and into the Dinning Hall. The vast spread of food, drink, and crowd of Pokémon caused him to sigh. A smile tugging at his jaws as he looked to the wall on his right. A row of wood hooks lined the wall that held everyone's bags, and with a shrug, the gator quickly took off his ragged cloth and bag to hang them up on one of the empty hooks. Now leaving him almost completely naked save for the metal tube and milky pearl still hanging around his neck. The evidence of Raiden's battle stricken life blatantly painted his rough blue scales in the form of many odd marks and scars. His brave orange eyes scanning the room for some sort of place to sit, and upon spotting one, made his way over to it despite the many questioning glances and whispers he was generating.
"Hey Pyrrha, I'm not late am I?" The large Big Jaw Pokémon joked as he planted himself on the ground next to Devon. The appearance of the aforementioned Feraligatr causing the Pokémon sharing his evolution line to look up at him and cross his arms.
"So you're Raiden right? You never really told us your name when we met you those few other times."Propping a knee up to rest his left arm atop it, the gator rubbed his the back of his neck awkwardly. He himself panting a bit from the heat.
"Oh, yeah, I am. Sorry for not telling you earlier. I've just had..." His sharp, slit eyes averted for a moment.
"....Alot on my mind lately. It's nothing you guys need to worry about." A sort of dopey smile returned to his face as he looked down at his previous form.
"You know, It's pretty rare for me to run into a Totodile. Especially out here in the desert. It's nice to meet another Pokémon in the same line this far from home ya know? It makes it feel like it isn't as far away as it really is." Holding out a single clawed digit to Devon, he grinned.
"What's your name kid?"Taking hold of the clawed finger, Devon returned the grin.
"Devon. It's cool that I met a Fearligatr of all things out here too. I get to see a preview of what I'm gonna evolve into someday." The grin turned toothy.
"I bet you kick lots of butt with how tough you are huh?""Heh heh, yeah. You gotta match up to the best when you're in a job like mine. I only fight when I need to though, there's nothing I hate more than pointless violence. I'm sure you'll turn into big strong Feraligatr someday too if you work hard Devon." Raiden replied as his gaze began to drift away from the Totodile and back to Pyrrha. His arms crossing over his hardy chest.
"So, how's life outside of work Pyrrha? You probably don't do the whole dance thing all year? Relm's gotta give you guys some vacation time." 
