Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24304510-20140418180855/@comment-4681758-20140418193641

Silver walked back inside the Pokémon Center, where he saw the man carrying in the dead Mareep and Pikachu. Neptune, still wrapped around his trainer's arm, shot him a worried look, but Silver rubbed the top of his head and reassured him.

"It's OK, buddy.  We're goona be fine, and we're goona get out here.  I promise."

He then saw the big guy from before, Bergen was it?, stop a guy from heading out saying how he was the only one around who had ground-types. Silver approached them, and offered his solution.

"If you two are planning on heading out, it would make sense to go with somebody who actually has Pokémon stong agaisnt ground-types, like myself.  Name's Silver."