Forest - Aliens and Pok?mon

[AnT]

"The Primeape?" Brendan asked. "He's already been taken care of, for the moment. But now I think we should leave before it and the Mankeys come back."

Smirking, after she recalled Lairon back in its poke-ball, May walked ahead. "Yeah, come on, Brendan! How about we sign up for the Smash Bros tourney."

Brendan frowned, "I told you; I don't want to!"

[eldrake]

The Smash Bros tournament? Trace is still wondering what it is. From what he understood, it's apparently a fighting tournament of some sort. Well, Trace suppose that it wouldn't harm to fight while he is on this world anyway, since he can't find a way out of it yet. Afterall, there's probably nobody there that can tell that Trace is a evil alien...

"Dang, I wanted to teach that creature a lesson or two for thinking it can mess with ME and get away with it! Oh well, other time! I am probably also joining the tournament aswell, farewell" Trace said, going back on the road that he were previously walking on UNTIL some pig monkeys stopped him.

[Vize Viper]

Of course, that road was occupied by a VERY stunned Gallade... who was now starting to sit up with a mental (although audible) groan.

"What happened? I feel like I was hit by a tru-Oh. Hello." the Gallade's mental statement had been interrupted by him spotting Trace, his head tilting slightly.

Was this some new kind of Pok?mon? ... It certainly looked like it. Or was this the alien those two trainers had been searching for?

[AnT]

The groan was enough to be heard by the white-haired boy. "Huh?" Tracing the sound, Brendan found the psychic Pok?mon near the bushes. "Hey, what happened to you?"

May, on the other hand, was oblivious to them as she got on her Lairon and rode; nearly passing Trace. "Come on, Bren! Let's go register!"

[eldrake]

"Hmm? Hallo." This must've be yet other of these creatures. The kids seems to know it, so he suppose they can take care of him- Wait a minute! Cue DJ screwup sound effect! Did this one just talk!? As in good english talk!? Trace asked the stunned Gallade his question. "Wait, did you just talk!?"

[Vize Viper]

The Gallade just looked at Trace for a moment, then decided to just nod.

"In a way." With no other explanation, the Pokémon stood, brushing himself off as he saw May take off... then looked at Brendan.

"I WAS in this tree. ... Then a powerful wind threw me out of it. Via a branch."

[eldrake]

"Hm" Was Trace's mere answer. Well, this creature didn't seem like someone whom would attack Trace immediately without warning like some certain Pok?mon... However, Trace suddenly got a thought. Wait a minute. Since when did I know this language, and why am I speaking it? I am supposed to talk in Kriken, not the language of human, nor understand it either. Is it the effects of 'This World' or something? ...Oh well. At least I can understand somebody.

[Vize Viper]

With a shrug, the Gallade just started walking, deciding that he might as well walk, rather than be leaping through trees.

The girl mentioned a tournament... Perhaps it was time he got out of the forest...

[AnT]

"Well we better get out of here before those Mankeys and that Primeape comes back." said Brendan, oblivious to the fact that they were taken care of by that 'wind'. Brendan walked down the path May took. "BUT I'M NOT ENTERING THAT TOURNAMENT!!" he shouted to May.

[eldrake]

Trace were already going down the road, for the direction of the city. Trace needed something to do while he was on This World, and what should be better than fighting for a while? Trace could use some training, as he is obviously not great at close fighting. Thus, Trace can get some revenge on the Primeape when he gets better.

[Vize Viper]

The Gallade followed behind them at a slow walk. Traveling with Trainers could be troublesome, especially if that girl decided she DID want to catch him...

But he could handle her. He swore to never serve another trainer, and he was going to stand by that.