Dawkin Trustram
"Hm..." Dawkin said in response to Joshua's evaluation of Amelia. He wasn't sure that he saw what Joshua meant, but believed him to some degree. "Well, whatever holds her back, I think she can get through it." Perhaps that would only serve to embarrass her more, but it felt like the right thing to say. Joshua then asked to see Dawkin's own Pokemon. Seeing no reason as not to, Dawkin's released them. Atlas, Wooper, Pichu, and Tyrunt all came out.
"Aron?" Atlas looked around the restaurant, his little blue eyes lighting up upon realizing he was surrounded by food, both metal and other tasty treats.
"Don't you eat anything without asking, I'll get you something good later. This is Atlas, my starter Pokemon. He can be a bit ravenous but I can trust him when it counts." Atlas looked a bit put out, as he had been eyeing the table leg, but he seemed content to relax for now. Luckily a snack could be found at your local dump most of the time with little effort, readily providing bribes for him.
"Wooper!" Wooper seems pleased with the situation no matter it was and, after a pondering glance at Dawkin, simply wiggled back and forth slowly while looking at Joshua, as it seemed to know it was being presented. That or Joshua just happened to be in front of it.
"I caught Wooper running away from Team Amethyst, honestly I might not have caught him normally but I was looking for firepower in a pinch. Caught him just by throwing a Pokeball so I guess he wanted to come with me. Seems to have taken a liking to me, even if he isn't the brightest." Dawkin said with a shrug, even though he was rather pleased that Wooper had taken a shine to him. Certainly catching a Pokemon with just one throw was an achievement he didn't mind having around.
"Piiichu." Pichu seemed dazzled by the fact they were in a town with a lot of shiny lights and Dawkin remembered Pichu had probably never seen anything like it before. However his gaze quickly alight on Amelia and her swarm of ghost pokemon and he scampered up the table lag and went "Chu?" questioningly at them seemingly curious at their very existence.
"Pichu I caught, uh..." Dawkin stuttered for a second as he made up another reason for catching, "Because I heard they were hard to find and it gave me another element. Nearly got my head taken off by a Sawsbuck for my trouble. This little guy sure knew how to give me a run for my money." Dawkin said recalling that rather desperate run for his life.
"Tyyrunt." Upon seeing no Pokemon to fight, Tyrunt ran up to Dawkin and immediatly nuzzled his leg, then nibbled on his pants a little bit.
"H-hey." Dawkin said in surprise and pushed the little dinosaur away with one hand, scratching around his craggy head. "I think I need a teething rod and some sort of tough back stratcher for this one." Dawkin said disapprovingly, examining the bite marks in his pants as Tyrunt leaned into Dawkin's hand. "Anyway I caught him on the way over here. Amelia and I ran into some confusion with a truck transporting fossil Pokemon and I just kinda ended up with him."
"That's the lineup so far. I'm planning on getting a Cacturne here as well as training some more. After that..." Well Dawkin had considered getting a Ponyta but Amelia had made a fuss about it earlier and he didn't want to bring it up again. "Who knows?" Dawkin finished his thought, his arms in a sort of, 'ta-da' position towards his Pokemon.