Silver you're a giant jerk

[refine_the_raid]

[There's the rocket Silver once more, out and about at the edge of the CMA. He's got a pokeball rattling endlessly in his hand, staring at the typhlosian inside.]

...Hmph. I really don't have a use for this.

[His feraligatr is already out of the pokeball with him, staring down at the typhlosian inside.]Can't release it, since it'll likely turn

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[idcatchthat]

[Hmmm. Dangerous activity. Normally, since Satoshi's such a respectful citizen and all, he'd avoid butting into this odd person's business, but, well...

He just can't help himself! Especially since this guy has such a cool Pokemon!]

Heh... Hey! What 'cha got there? [Yeah, Silver, he kind of is just waltzing up to you all nonchalant like, snoozing Pikachu thrown upon his shoulders and whatnot.

It's what he does.]

[refine_the_raid]

[You... resemble Red.

But you're being regarded with caution instead of immediate humbling and/or anger.]

A typhlosian. It's not mine.

[idcatchthat]

[But he's not Red. He swears.]

"A Typhlosian"? It sounds cool, but... I don't know what it is! [Three cheers for old-time manga canon! Hip-hip!]

[refine_the_raid]

...Ah. You're... from Kanto.

[Carefully... cautiously hiding the big red R on his chest, then.]

[goldchampion]

[Since I'm assuming via backtracking that the presence of a Pokemon Center means Gold can get his poglemons when he wants to...he's got a new pokeball in hand. If not, then it's another pokemon idk. BUT HE'S OVER HERE....hiding. Watching.

He's gone long enough without Typhlosion and he isn't going to let it go on anymore.]

[refine_the_raid]

[After a while, he starts tossing the ball nonchalauntly.]

Tch. I'm sure the idiot trainer will find it eventually.

[And he... tosses it in the trash.]

[goldchampion]

! [Welp, pogleball go, a little Aipom has bolted to the trash to grab it's old pal Typhlosion, as Gold effectively trashes his super secret hiding spot and puts on his angryface.]

What do you think you're doing to him?!

[refine_the_raid]

...That was fast.

Where the hell did you even come from?

[rekindlelight]

[He only catches the end. And the fact Silver's staring at a Poké Ball as he says it doesn't click for some reason.]

Hm? Dispose of what?

[refine_the_raid]

[Oh, Silver is good at the acting by now. Maybe not so much at your age, but now that he's 16.]

...A pokemon I found. It belongs to someone else and it's openly hostile to me.

[rekindlelight]

...Oh. I can see why you wouldn't want to keep it.

The best course of action would be to just find its Trainer. If that proves to be too hard, or if the Pokémon gets to be even more violent towards you, then you'll need to find someone else to take care of it, like a breeder.

[...That's a Ranger for you.]

[refine_the_raid]

If the pokemon is hostile to me, I can't imagine what the trainer would think of me.

I don't want to take unnecessary risks again.

[Grr looking at sprained wrist. >|]

[goldgrunt]

[LATER OOOON]

Your poor wrist...we gotta' dress this properly...

[refine_the_raid]

Quit worrying, it's only sprained. It's not protruding, so it's not broken.

[goldgrunt]

Knowing you you'll make it worse if I don't fuss over you the first time. Sit down and let me do this.

[refine_the_raid]

Ugh. Please. Don't make such an audible fuss at least, you're making me sound like a child.

[battlestandby]

I'll take it.

[Why yes, he was eavesdropping on you this whole time, Silver.]

[refine_the_raid]

You'll give it back to him. If he wants it, he'll come get it.

[battlestandby]

Hmph. You really think I would be so generous?

[refine_the_raid]

Yes.