._. Silver, kicking pokemon does not help. You know this.

[brbstealingpknm]

Characters: Silver and YOU
Location: Plaza onwards. Really, anywhere.
Time: Nov 2nd, midmorning onwards.
Style: I'll follow you.
Status: Open! Come annoy the jerk!

"What th--"Silver scowled down at the battered Sneasel, kicking it once or twice out of frustration before turning to the coral and staring at it dumbfounded. He ignored his pokemon’s

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[lunateclock]

[Minato is, for once, rather worried. So many people are missing that he can't handle it, and...

When he sees Silver, he stops, blinking. He has to consider for a moment, but in the end...

He does approach.]

Silver-san. What are you doing?

[brbstealingpknm]

[He's sulking over wounded ego, not that he'd ever admit that.] Walking. Anything to get my mind off what the blasted thing just did.

[At least he's not kicking the Sneasel again. Yet.] Stupid piece of glorified Feraligatr shit.

[lunateclock]

[His expression is decently flat, unimpressed, and though his tone is quiet, there is a thread of steel to it. He's been pushed too far, lately.

Eventually, he stops bending.]

What happened, Silver-san?

[brbstealingpknm]

... It didn't even wait until I was done with my battle with that weakling of a dragon tamer. Rude. As. Hell. [Silver returns the unimpressed look, an eyebrow quirking at the thread of steel in Minato's voice.

This is new.] What about you, Minato?

[glorious_mercy]

Sephiroth was currently out and about looking for any possible clues as to the disappearance of his two friends. The fact he had next to nothing to go on and could not actually search the locations in which they had actually gone missing was souring his own temper. Not that it showed any currently.

So really, it didn't do that temper any favors when he walked in on a certain redhead's apparent temper tantrum.

Giving Silver a level look, the cat-like eyes took in the fact the young man was soaked as well as his words. Apparently the boy hadn't been off hiding, but had been pulled away back home. One had to wonder if he recalled his previous time here and if it was worth restarting their relationship as teacher and student if he didn't.

"Silver. Welcome back... might I ask why you were kicking that creature?"

[brbstealingpknm]

At least Sephiroth was doing better in the tempter department than Silver was, though he was now fuming and ignoring the fact that he probably should get his pokemon to the pokecenter here.

"Sephiroth." Silver remembered everything from his time in Vatheon and while it only showed in the small nod that he gave the older - ignoring the level look - He was glad too see him still here. "Better to kick what you own than kick the piece of shit corral and piss of the natives."

...And he's just a flippant as ever with his pokemon.

[glorious_mercy]

"That's no reason to kick it. I can perhaps see now just why you had them taken away from you previously if that is how you treat them." He crossed his arms over his chest as he silently studied the boy before speaking once again.

"Just what are you so angry about in the first place?"

[brbstealingpknm]

"Hmph. I am allowed to do with my property as I wish. Back home, they would be the ones in trouble for stealing." Never mind that back home, he'd ALSO be in trouble, but they can't prove anything if he'd already got the pokemon registered to him.

"Tch. The corral dragged me from a fight that I was winning. The damned trainer was weak and pathetic. A few more attacks and Id have won."

..Not really but Lance ain't here to contradict him, so what's twisting the truth to make himself look better?