Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24304510-20140416200630/@comment-24296957-20140531005903

Amet waved the groups off, sighing as he did so. It was...surreal, to see the rest of the group go without him. And deep down, he worried about them. On one hand, you had Yang, Aurea, and Luna - all people he trusted. But Shiro had gone with the wildcard. At least Kyosuke and Cardin were with them. At least Sven could plan on his own. Aurea could lead, he figured.

Amet walked back into the Center, his Pokemon trailing behind him. An odd quiet fell over the place, something he wasn't used to. Then again, he hadn't been here while the rest of the group went off.

He hobbled over to a chair near Nikolai - not too close as to scare the man. He motioned for Ophelia to join him. Maybe, he could win Nikolai over without saying a word.

"So...Ophelia, right? Mind if I call you Oph?" Amet's Pokemon clambered their way onto him, resting happily in his arms. He smiled.

"Oh, erm...sorry about them.  We've...been through a lot..." A sudden wave of sadness washed over Amet. His past, the many brushes with death. They had been there for him all this time.

"So...what of your Pokemon? Who do you call 'friend'?"