Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24304510-20140416200630/@comment-4681758-20140528215011

After he'd signed up for the mission, Ciarán had been hanging back in one of the center's darker corners, trying to get a red on the people around him. Though despite his best efforts to lay low, with Grayson crawling around on his head, and Nabu resting on his shoulder, staring down the room with those big eyes of his, it was making him look more intimidating than he wanted to be. Well, at the moment, anyway.

"Nabu, this is ridiculous, what are we even doing here?  We should be focusing on laying low and staying alive so we can get back to Goldenrod..."

As he asked his Pokémon this, Grayson climbed down onto his other shoulder and rubbed his head against Ciarán's for a moment.

"Yeah, you're right... If we just sat by and did nothing it defeats the whole purpose of my promise.  That doesn't mean I have to like being around... People."

He looked back towards the entrance, and saw that at least two more people had just arrived, a man and a woman, who were being greeted by another trainer about his age.

"Great.  More of them.  ...I miss Ilex."