Ace Walker
Estoria City, Casteliacone
@Whimsicott
Ace and Zorua stood in line, pulling out a wad of dollar bills Ace had made earlier from his performances. The line was decently long, so Ace took the downtime to scan the area. There were many tables situated with striped umbrellas to beat the heat in the vacant parking lot as well as some limestone restrooms that looked seemingly immaculate. Suddenly, a loud clatter was heard and the first person in line was drenched in water and iced cream. Ace looked ahead, the man clearly embarrassed and distraught - he couldnât help but take pity.
"HEY, THAT BOY USED HIS POKEMON TO DESTROY THE ICE CREAM!" The woman at the counter heckled, calling for security. Shit. Ace needed to act fast, he ran to the front of the line where the young man was trying to explain himself. âWoah, woah, woah! What is going on here!?â
âIâll tell you whatâs going on here! This manâs pokemon just destroyed what was left of my inventory, how am I going to make a profit now!?â She continued her calling out to the guards, whom were inching closer to the food truck. âHey câmon now, Iâm sure it was just a misunderstanding - how much money are we talking?â
âRoughly speaking, 300 dollars.â She shot a suspicious eye at Ace, whom kept a calm and cool demeanor. âWhy are you askinâ anyhow?â
âI just donât wanna see an innocent foreigner punished for circumstances out of his control.â He smiled wholesomely, pulling out a wad of twenty dollar bills, handing her the whole stack. âThis should about cover the damage, right?â
âI suppose.â She counted the bills, making sure they werenât counterfeit. âGood, then we will be on our way.â He said, putting an arm around Rolfâs shoulder as he escorted him away from the officers and toward the restroom; The man looked as if he was going to say something, but Ace cut him off.
âAlright, I helped you - now you are going to help me.â Ace looked back, covering Rolfâs mouth the moment he was about to speak. Ace directed Rolfâs eyes toward the guards who were interrogating with the vendor woman, âWe donât have much time, I need you to distract those cops for me only for a moment while I make a costume change.â
The drenched and sticky man looked very confused, âUgh, okay so clearly you arenât an expert at this so Iâll walk you through it. Simply put, you are going to fake a bad fall in front of those guards, slip on the wet puddles you made, the iced cream or something I donât really care - just do it and do it well. If they ask about me you tell them I took off running in the opposite direction, got it?â The man nodded his head while Ace took off his magician hat and mask in a short lived attempt to blend into the crowd. âOne more thing, donât cross me because trust me youâll regret it - Iâll be back in a moment.â
He made his way to the pristine bathrooms and into a stall. The men were undoubtedly going to interrogate him, all Ace could do was hope that he didnât âspill the beansâ so to speak. Ace proceeded to change into a spare set of clothes he had planned in his bag, which was hidden behind a limestone brick - which Ace hollowed out earlier that week for this purpose. He slipped into casual clothes, a zip-up jacket and some stylishly ripped jeans that would blend seamlessly into the crowd. Before he left the restrooms he commanded Zorua to hop inside his bag after squishing his magician garb to the bottom of it. Without even having to ask, Zorua took control of the situation by transforming into an inconspicuous Eevee - poking itâs head out of the bag. In a final strategic move, Ace placed the encrusted Pokedex behind the limestone brick and without a moment to soon the two made their way out of the bathroom.
Now was the moment of truth, could the water and ice cream doused boy be trusted?
