Damian's body perked and he came to a complete stop dead in his tracks. The boy reached into his pocket and pulled out a wallet. Upon opening there was an ID card prominently placed. As any other ID card would there was a photo of him with his name, DOB, ID#, ETC. The most prominent thing on the card was the job description for the ID. It read "Pokepagent coordination judge"
With a smile Damian began to explane the ID as his other hand in a fist with thumb extended pointed towards himself.
"I am the head judge for the infamous pokepagent" He said with a spry attitude.
"at the end of the last pageant season an old friend gave me a pokeball and a brand new pokedex. He told me I needed to go out and do something. He told me I was too young to sit around all year" Damian said the last sentence sadly.
Truthfully Damian enjoyed his job as a judge. He got to set up the events and happily judge who was the best. Nothing was better. The recieval of the pokeball was his favorite thing ever dispute all that because it was from a close friend. The man may have been an older gentleman but he was still a friend. Now damian was determined. He wanted to be a great trainer and still judge pageants until he could become a full gym leader.
Damian looked up and smiled
"I still do judge pageants though. And one day I plan to become a great gym leader and have someone by my side as the preliminary tester for all trainers who want to battle me. I don't wish to be the greatest or beat the elite four. I just want to be a pageant judge and a gym leader" the more he spoke the more he got into his story and the more excitement came from his voice. Damian let out a small chuckle, he knew he had been talking for quite some time so he looked up at the other boy.
"well that's my story" he said with a small chuckle.
"what about you?"@Dusksong