catch me in a coma

[[Shoe ♥]!]

Normally he didn't just barge into things like this.

Though it must have been the still woozy feel of the seasickness that still hazed over his mind, because when the man normally addressed would-be superiors at their own headquarters, he usually held some kind of class.
That didn't stop him from standing idly in the middle of the receptionist's office, flicking an antenna and a fin in the direction of the cold air conditioning. It had only been a few hours before that Spazz had stepped off the rocky ferry over to the Kairuu region, kissed the ground, and dizzily set off towards the Organization Levis building. Sure, it may have been easier to simply saunter on off to the Pokémon laboratory, grab up a starter hitch free and skip on off to Mallowfox Road, where Route One was supposed to be located. But no... that would be too easy.

Much too boring.

'Go see the Organization Nox. That sounds like a bundle of fun, don't it? Turning yourself and your Pokémon into killer machines, how interesting, don't you think? Besides, you could get new customers, you know.

[/color]' Feth had stated almost immediately, once an uncovered foot had stepped off the boat. Someone had to remind him to take that medication more often, because the older teenager didn't want to let himself be bossed into something moronic by a repressive voice in his head. It almost seemed a little backwards... letting some schizo voice direct your every move. Besides, Nox was seriously fucked up anyway. The organization seemed to treat people and Pokémon alike like some mind-puppet on diamond strings. Not the way Spazz wanted to live his life.

And if you don't like how one thing handles itself, what better to do than join the opposite? That just made the deal much more profitable to him. He could learn the ropes of Pokémon training, advance in the ranks, and most importantly waste a few months in an exciting manner. What a life! Converting those poor bastard Pokémon that Nox created back into their more respectable nature. Living life on the edge while still being within the law - it was a novel idea to the 'morph. One that made his bulbs flicker on and off with elipesy irritating light. A crazed grin etched on his face, so much that the secretary was forced to pay attention to him, diverting it from the book she was trying to read.

"May I help you, sir?" She asked with a slight tone of malice. The woman hadn't scheduled anything out for Mr. Levis on this day, and she had actually been quite looking foward to a lazy day with her book. Maybe pull up a cup of coffee and do a crossword... something. Though life never did turn up the way one wanted it do, now did it? Not when you were supposed to manage the calls and newcomers in a rapidly growing organization....

"Uuh.. yeah, actually. I'm looking to join Team Levis... where do you sign up?[/b]" The boy hadn't been expecting the question until much later on, after she had taken in all of his astounding.. disheveledness. Obviously he had underestimated the power of the receptionist, and now he was paying the jumpy price. The whore was actually more intelligent than she looked - what a grand surprise. Didn't change the fact that she had to be a slut, though. With that vibrant red lipstick, the gold hoop earings, and that ridiculous amount of make-up besides... could anyone honestly think that she was not asking for it? The pokemorph snuffed out a little in a scoff, but quickly pulled up a gloved hand to cover the look.

"Oh, so are you now? Do you have an appointment? What's your name?" The lady was growing more irritable, sharp brown eyes trying to find a gaze to lock. Luckily for Spazz, he wore very thick goggles, and it was near impossible to spot anything behind them. Teenagers these days, pretending they were like Chinchous (because he certainly didn't look all blue).

'Sheesh, what a cock sucking bitch. Doesn't she know who you are, bud? I told you you should've joined Team Nox. But noooo, you wanted to side with the goody goodies and their whorish women. Don't blame me for your shortfalls, Winnie.[/b][/color]' Feth was on a roll, and his presence was anything but helpful.
'Oh lay off, will you? And you know as anyone that it's Spazz, not Winnie. That ship has sailed, Feth. Besides, she can't help it if she's a whore. Those kinds of people are repressed, ya know. And the point of coming the Kairuu to start my journey is for no one to know me, you dumb fuck.[/color]' Spazz knew he was just falling into Feth's petty arguement fight, but he was past the point of caring.

"Well, um... you see I just got in from Sinnoh. So while I apologize for arriving unannounced, there was nothing I could do. Except for stay the night in this city, and I'd rather just move along.... You can call me Spazz, by the way.[/color]" Spazz allowed himself to fall into a more compromising position, to allow the receptionist the feeling of being in control. Like a slut like that could ever hold his leash....

"Very well Mister...." She trailed for a moment, looked at him with disgust, and then continued, "Spazz. I can't say for certain whether or not Mr. Levis will see you right now, but if you want to check you may knock on the door. Just down the hall to your right, you can't miss it. Good day." She reclined once more in her chair, and retreated back to her book.

Without a thank you or anything of the sort the boy scampered off to the door she had pointed out. He put on a daring grin and knocked confidently. This may turn out to be a wise turn in an otherwise droll life....
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[susumu!]

It was times like these that made every idle day seem enjoyable. Even though being the leader of an organization with such goals not even one can succeed in a life time, the restful hours one gets alone in stressful times can seem amplified. Today had a reassuring promise of relaxation, or some may just call it a "lazy day," though Alexander nearly gets that impression day after day. So, he too can compromise. However, it did struck the plump man as odd having a day off like he did. He knew, better then any one that this organization was increasing briskly. Hence, rookies that wanted their Levis status approved would be pouring in by hour. But, they weren't. Why?

It wasn't that this day seemed too good to be true, sure Alexander could have been occupying himself with some sort of paper work or anything at all. Though, it was still the unanswered question due to the member appointments. And the problem was just that, they're were absolutely none. Nevertheless, when there's a will, there's a way, correct?

The sheen of the digital clock caught the Levis leader's attention as it flashed lunch hour. A perky feeling shot through the aging man, "Oh goody~ Lunch time it is, it is." At this moment, it alarmed the elder Levis leader to call upon one of his trusty Pok?mon to fetch him his lunch. They were great at doing that. Sides, they did it nearly every day, they just had to be use to it by now. Right?

Lunging up from the slouch the man had resided his structure in, his leather seat had managed to release unpleasant "squeaks" while he did so. His rounded abdomen resiting against his oak desktop table, Alexander outstretch his arm for the small system that linked it's way to his secretary. And upon her call of Pok?mon, one of them would bring his lunch to him. How reliable they can be at times. "Hello, and as timed lunch should be delivered today A.S.A.P. Correct?" Alexander spoke heavily into the intercom that was projected for his secretary to hear clearly. "As I remember she always does delivery it late...How troublesome women can be, heh." Having a wife of his own, Alexander sees the trends women go through here and then. But as they say, "can't live with them, can't live without them."

Nearly after sending the reminder to his secretary, the knocks at his office door caught the leader off-guard. Even though he's aging quickly, doesn't mean he's not startled easily. "Oh deary, deary!" Alexander blubbered as the knocks grasped his attention in such a way that frightened him. But shrugging it off and over coming the embarrassment with a light chuckle, Alex got up from the suffering leather chair and paced himself to his door. With deep "thuds" echoing beneath him and softening second by second, the grown man out-stretched his thick arm to twist the door-handle open, "Pluto? Sedna? Which one is it gonna' be today, hm? Either way it smells great." With another chuckle at that, as the man couldn't smell not even the lightest hint of anything the door was open for him to see what awaited at the other side. "A young-man?"

With running questions in avalanche motion boggled into the leader's mind, Alexander just replaced the confusion and slight humiliation aside to present the boy with a tender, wide smile. "My apologize young man. I mistook you for my lunch. Heh, anyways I'm the leader of this organization...You most likely already know this, but what can I do you for, son?"

[[Shoe ♥]!]

[/i]' and for him to be able to enter. Instead some fat-ass lard of a man opened the door and basically walked right into him. Bustled and a little bit set off, Spazz was just about to make some kind of violent retort.... Before he realized just who he would be backsassing to. With dull affirmation he had to conclude that this just had to be Mr. Levis himself. It didn't seem that he was an evil mastermind, or even someone that his mind would drift to when he thought of someone that could lead an organization. Naturally his mind found its way over to one of the sharp-dressed men of his youth. The kind that held those cocktail parties where everyone was so well dressed and had those fake smiles plastered on their faces. Mr. Levis, on the other hand, looked like he would be much more content to relax at home and perhaps plan a little before dinner. Obviously a very homey man....

'Oh -ha- Arceus, -hehe- look who you got landed with, Winnie my boy. Some fucking fat lard that probably has trouble thinking about anything but food. Arcues - you landed yourself in the shithouse. I bet at Nox they have teams of thinkers, cunning and sharp. This 'Levis' team must be in the dumps... you think you're gonna help that? You're out of your obviously damaged mind. I should know how your mind works, because I fucking live in it. You worthless schizo, you.[/color][/i]' Feth was taunting in his usual manner, and it was all Spazz could bear not to just excuse himself to take some medication. A slight scowl appeared on his lips, conveying his inner frustration. Though it wasn't directed at his host, it may have come off as such.

'You can shut the fuck up, Feth. I'm trying to make a good first impression here, and you're really screwing with my mind. Good Arcues... I need my meds.[/color]'

'Now, Winnie, don't be a party pooper. What good do those meds do for you, anyway? I always come back... that much you know. Come on... it's not like we're not made for each other. I mean, you've even given me a name, Win. Now do you know how damned special I feel?[/color]'

It was taking Spazz a while to deal with this inner conflict of his, and it wasn't time that he especially noticed. What seemed like only a few moments to the Chinchou 'morph was probably in reality making out to be a rather awkward silence. After a few more quiet beats, Spazz was finally ready to reply.
"Errm, hello... you must be Mr. Levis, right? Umm.. sorry for taking a little to reply to you... I kinda spaced. Anyway, my name's Hamilton, but everyone just calls me Spazz. For good reason too.. I just have to say honestly. I'm a cool guy, though... and all I want to do is join your organization.[/color]" The 'morph mumbled out, purposely giving the man his real name in case he wanted to keep things proper or some sort. Spazz was also sure not to let a curse slip past his lips, however hard it was to do when such an ill-kept man was standing in front of him and going to act as his boss. Granted, the people at Nox may have been more visually attractive, but it wasn't like they were doing the world any good. Stealing trainer's Pok?mon and turning the world to darkness and all that.

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[susumu!]

This, by far had to be a treat. No, not an actual tasty treat. As, some may actually get that sort of impression, seeing as Alexander was a hefty man, though he most certainly wasn't cannibalistic. Anyways, with the young male at the door and Alex barring his thoughtless smile, he awaited upon some sort of answer as to why he was here. Sure common sense did take it's toll in assuming he was here for a position as a Novice member, though you can never be one-hundred percent certain.

With a grumble trickling in the jolly man's stomach, his smile never did seem to fade. However in time the boy did seem to pipe up, luckily. Having a mute member would be interesting, though quite an disadvantage the boy would stand in between the war of organizations.

"Errm, hello... you must be Mr. Levis, right? Umm.. sorry for taking a little to reply to you... I kinda spaced. Anyway, my name's Hamilton, but everyone just calls me Spazz. For good reason too.. I just have to say honestly. I'm a cool guy, though... and all I want to do is join your organization."

"I see, ... " The obese elder pondered for a brief moment, "Hamilton is it ...? Alright my boy, follow me into my office. Let's discuss things in a more professional and private atmosphere." Taking the palm that once rested on the circular door handle, Alex let it rise and point his thick finger to the seating area of his office. Where, in view, was his desk-top table resided along with the leather sit that was tucked inside the desk. And, in front of the table remained two chairs, also of the leather material. "Have a seat. Get comfortable, Hamilton. We do have quite a few things to discuss." With a warm chuckle the man paced his way back to his own personal leather seat.

With the seat exuding it's unflattering "squeals" Alexander leaned deeply into his chair with his hands prompted onto his round abdomen. "Now you say you want to obtain your status as a Levis member. Well, you came to the right place Hamilton. Here, I want to come to terms with you and further your knowledge of the Levis organization and what we stand for, and what our goals are as a group." With a airy pant, the man began again. "You will be titled as a "Novice" member, until you prove both your loyalty and devotion to not only I, but your fellow ranked Levis peers. ...Now that you understand your minor expectations, you'll need to know what to do. Bluntly, I'll say Levis wants nothing less then to destroy the Nox organization, and to make Kairuu a better and more trusting region to new-comers and trainers alike." His thumbs twiddling with each other in the short breathing break Alex got, and he began once more. " ...Excuse me. I will call for your Beginner Kit."

Bending forward, Alexander gently pressed the intercom's button which contacted his secretary and upon her call fetched one of his Pokémon to bring the kit to Alex's office. " Yes, sorry again, but could you get one of my team mates to bring forth a Novice kit, please and thank you." Nodding to himself, Alex began again, though on a different note. Though, Alexander just allowed his kit to come and Hamilton to settle first before moving forward onto the contract signing and such. "Oh my, I forget to ask. Do you have any questions so far?"

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So the head-honcho did have the manners to invite him out of the doorway kindly - a very good sign. Besides that, the room he was being lead into itself looked reasonably comfortable. Nothing too formal, he was pleased to see. Back at home he would oftentimes be invited to view how his parents ran their companies, and none of their offices looked as welcoming. The teenager was used to starch white walls with a few expensive pictures, a wall dedicated to awards, a gigantic desk and an almost comfy looking chair behind it... but unbroken chairs facing it, as if it was an interrogation of some sort. Here, however, squishy leather chairs were the boss's forte, which was a very fine way to go about things. His father had once told him never to let his underlings sit in the same way as he did, which seemed rather odd in all honesty. Didn't you want your workers to feel at ease so they could work their best? Huh - obviously one of them knew nothing about running corporations, and for some reason Spazz was willing to bet that he knew what he was talking about.

Though one way to launch him out of his safety box was calling him "Hamilton," it was still a novel idea to be called 'Spazz' and not 'Winston.' All he could hope for was that he could grow accustomed to it within a few days, or at least a week or so. Besides, he did have an image to uphold - the teenager was supposed to represent the prestigious Wellington family. Having his boss call him 'Spazz' might just upset that delicate little balance. So without any kind of complaint (and surprisingly, Feth was keeping up with the silence as well, la-de-freaking-good) he stumbled his way over to the armchair he was indicated to, and took a seat. It was astonishingly comfortable, and his bulbs flickered with dim light with his joy. Leather was always a good, sturdy choice that was made for both function and comfort - something his parents wouldn't ever understand the meaning of.

Hmm, so the entire point of Levis was to establish peace through destroying Nox? That sounded about right, just what he was planning to sign up to do. Even that novice part seemed just about in tune with him, you never start up on the top of the tier, after all. If so, there would be no incentive to work harder and that sort of thing.
Though, two small questions wormed their way into his mind, and he was planning on wording them in the best possible manner. He didn't find a way to interrupt with class, however, as the kind man called for his starter kit and such. A starter kit seemed just about dandy... so there was no reason to disturb him.

Though he was asked to inquiry if he had to, so, leaping at the chance Spazz asked in the calmest manner he could muster, "Okay, so I know that Nox is a bunch of villains and such - laying waste to respectable trainers and mutating Pok?mon and all sorts of just... dastardly stuff. Though, what I'd like to know is what their main goal is. Oh, and how I'm supposed to prove myself to the organization - do you have parties or meets or some sort where I'm supposed to impress more bossmen? My parents did that sort of thing, and the employees that drank the most cocktails and were 'charming' always got the promotion. Frankly, I don't fancy it... and I can only hope I have to prove myself through function.

[/color]" That seemed about right. That and why they were changing the colors of Pok?mon when Nox did the same. Kinda hypocritical, no?

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[susumu!]

As the aging man gazed lightly at the other aspiring 'member-to-be' his interesting D.N.A splice did seem intriguing as he look deeply at him. Sure Alexander has seen many Pokémon 'morphs before, and all do respect he can say easily they all looked interesting, however the one who introduced himself self as "Hamilton" did seem to spark his interest. Mind, Alex was not staring. He knows the average Pokémon 'morph well enough that they have either been through a form of bullying or teasing due to that blunt fact; so he was not. Just a tender, yet respectful gaze captured the Levis leader and it was only then he noticed beauty without words to explain.

A deep gulp popped from the obese man, and his body followed with an unattended twitch, "Oh heavens!" The man buttered as yet another knock caught him off guard, "It must not be my day today..." He chuckled seeing if laughter would ease his pain of embarrassment.

"My apologies sir," The figure on the other side of the door spoke with all means of consideration, "The beginner kit you rang for is now ready to be taken... However sir you did not specify which profession the Novice member was entitled to, so I brought both." It was then, after the short delay of talking you could clearly see Alex's Zangoose, or other wise know as Sedna. The female Pokémon walked bowed slightly to Spazz as she's done this many times before so really it was nothing special. "It's lovely to make your acquittance, sir." Attempting a caring smile as Alex usually presented to everyone he met, Sedna tried doing the same for Spazz though it did seem to look much ungraceful. However, the Zangoose didn't want to keep herself here all day, hence she handed the kit to the Levis leader.

"Oh right...You always keep me in track Sedna," The cheery man smiled while taking the kit and placing it on the table beside the contract Hamilton would have to sign in a few moments, "So Hamilton, which will it be? Trainer? Coordinator? Or Breeder? ...Or perhaps you don't recognize these titles, or even why I'm asking...I could explain if needed to."

"Okay, so I know that Nox is a bunch of villains and such - laying waste to respectable trainers and mutating Pokémon and all sorts of just... dastardly stuff. Though, what I'd like to know is what their main goal is. Oh, and how I'm supposed to prove myself to the organization - do you have parties or meets or some sort where I'm supposed to impress more bossmen? My parents did that sort of thing, and the employees that drank the most cocktails and were 'charming' always got the promotion. Frankly, I don't fancy it... and I can only hope I have to prove myself through function."

"I fancy your question, Hamilton. Here let me explain in depth. But, let you know we are organization that keep to ourselves so it isn't like we know each others plans inside out, it's actually quite the opposite." Nodding to his own words, Alexander began with his explanation and in hopes it would answer Hamilton's question correctly, " Your main goal here in Levis is to stop any, as you put it "dastardly" actions Nox members you come upon in your journey happen to do. Hence, doing anything in your power to stop him/her, or them. And, then as you look at it, theirs seem to be just the same though trying to stop our corrections upon them. They, in some twisted form want to rule over Kairuu. That's as frank as I can put it. Sadly to say, they will not, and won't treat Kairuu in a jester of friendliness if they become successful...However they will not be as I will not allow neither shall you if you are going to be true to this organization." With the typical heavy deep breath, the man paused not in such a way to catch his breath though to over think his answer for the next question. "...Prove yourself? I'm sorry to say I will not be there you hold your hand,...So that world before you is yours..." Alex planted his feet firmly on the floor, and just like he was acting before Hamilton came, he rested his hue's on the open view the window provided, " You will make your own choices...And you already know your goal, thus if I see your fit to become a higher rank I will promote you higher. So if you follow the goal your given as a Novice member you will prove yourself to not only I, but the organization. It's trust we seek, as long as you show us that you are responsible - meaning you can take on any challenge I throw at you and finish it efficiently, you will prove yourself. If you show courage - meaning you will not coward away from a Nox member doing harm... you will have proven yourself a bit more," Twisting back around and fixing his gaze back upon Hamilton he cleared his throat softly, "Did that answer your questions, son?"

"...Sir the contract ... ? "

"Oh thank you Sedna, you don't know how much I appreciated you~" Alexander chirped smiling boldly and grabbing a pen from his cup of many and handing it to Hamilton. Sure this tone in his voice sounded much different then the one he was using before hand, in his explanation it was serious a slow, while now he was back to his up-beat self. "Anyways, Hamilton I'm going to have for you to sign here, here...And initial here. The aging man turned the sheet so it was now facing Hamilton and pointed his thick fingers at the doted line where Hamilton needed to hand-write his name. This will provide legal conferment that you are now a Levis member and you will be one of us. Also this is allowing you do receive your starter Pokémon here at Levis. And trust me, there is no fine print you should be aware about," Chuckling softly as Alexander knows well that he is terribly gullible, he didn't want to waste anymore time, hence he carried on, "Your choices are of the Jade colored Pokémon. As you should already know that's how we represent ourselves...Anyways the Pokémon selection you have are as followed: Jade Zangoose, Solrock, Growlithe, Swablu, Misdreavus, Hoppip, Poliwag, and last but not least a Magby. All in a Jade colour. So Hamilton, which will it be?"

[[Shoe ♥]!]

Wait, so Pok?mon could... talk.. here?

That was the first thought that struck his mind as soon as he saw the Zangoose address him. Arceus... it was obvious that he couldn't be high, because not only did he distinctly remember pledging to abstain during the trip... well, at least as long as this meeting would last, and the fact that his supervisor was talking to her as well. How awkward, really. Back in Sinnoh it wasn't uncommon for trainers to teach their Pok?mon respect and manners, much like the ones this 'Sedna' was displaying. It was probably just something that she did to all trainers, due to being a properly trained 'rich person's' Pok?mon. Well, in any case, it certainly did make him feel much more at home, and the Chinchou 'morph couldn't help but smile at her. Besides, she had gone out to gather what he would need for his journey, and while it was just the Zangoose's job, it still made the upstart feel like he was going to be appreciated in this organization. Which is probably much more than he could expect from Nox.

"Oh, I've heard the lingo used back home," He answered to his prospect bosses' question about what he was planning on doing. "I'll just be a trainer, thanks." The teen's tone was relaxed, and he sank in lower into the squishy leather chair, listening intently.

Oh, duh... of course he wouldn't know much more about Nox than he did. What a waste of a question... normally people should just snap at him for his stupidity, right? Well, he appreciated the effort to answer, at least. And it just seemed as if he'd be doing odd jobs here and there, and in fact... he could probably cause a power outage throughout their entire organization. That may not seem like much, but Spazz knew well the power of electricity. If he would be able to infiltrate the base well enough to just shut down and find a way to reverse the system.... Yes, it could be done. Any idiot could reboot it, of course, so the crucial bit was to find a way to simply fry the damn thing. It's not like it would be too hard - he'd just pose as a delivery boy or something stupid. Or maybe he could use his love of loitering and put it to good use, observe the different things he might be able to do.... In any case, if he found a way to be successful, the professors and genius think-tanks in there would be at a loss without lighting and computers and televisions and things like that.

Just by thinking about it, Spazz's antennae started to flicker on and off, and a crafty grin appeared on his face. The any questions bit was lost to him, and it wasn't like it exactly mattered anyway. He would prove himself to Mr. Levis in the way he prefered - using what he had and using it well. Ahhh, the wonders of electricity.

"Yes, Mr. Levis, I'm contented with that answer. Though... I do have a fantastic new idea. Now..." Spazz located a pen on the man's desk, and quickly scribbled a very elegant signature on the lines. Of course he was signing as his brother... legally, but that ship has sailed. Besides, the real Hamilton was probably signing something legal with Winston's name, so it wasn't anything harmful. It wasn't like he hadn't practiced writing a rich boy's signature using Hamilton as his name.... He initialed and did the rest, and then set the pen down gently.

"That should do it... now, about my partner... well..." In all honesty, he just didn't know. Spazz loved all kinda of Pok?mon, though he did have a natural aversion to ground types that he just couldn't get over. However, all those Pok?mon just seemed simply divine, and the choice was already boggling his mind. Without resorting to his little voices, the teenager decided to go the loyal way. It was obvious that he would spend a lot of time with this Pok?mon, so why not make it count? A Growlithe evolved well, and was supposed to be one of the kinds of Pok?mon that would stick around through anything. What he needed was loyalty, anyway - he couldn't have a smart-ass for a Pok?mon, and while he respected women and females alike (unless they dressed like sluts), it wasn't like a weaker sex Pok?mon would make for a good starter. "Could I have a Growlithe? A male one would be the best, really.

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ooc; I know this may sound weird, but could you make sure the Growlithe doesn't make even a sound? The entire gimmick is Jay and Silent Bob, and Silent Bob is well.. silent. Except for some muffled laughter every now and then and a wise word maybe... once every two roleplays. x3

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ooc ;; I've been extremely busy so pardon me for the wait.
D'x
And the Growlithe will be in a Pokéball so on route one Spazz can control his actions then.
Lulz~

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With a warm smile plastered to the leader's lips, he chuckled lightly when hearing Hamilton's answer. "Ah yes. A trainer, a lovely choice Hamilton," He nodded the chuckle coming back for another round, " I remember back in my day..." He began however with a audible cough that Sedna "accidentally" spewed Alexander got the hint that going on about his past would just delay things.

"Yes sir, no dilly-dally," The female Zangoose weakly smiled and added, "Right, I'll go fetch the Badge Case." Turning on the heel of her paw, her pads made their way's to the door and existed the office silently.

After briefly answering Hamilton's questions' the obese man noticed that the Novice member seemed to be lost in some sort of daze. Alexander is awfully guilty of doing the same thing though not through conversation. Maybe it was slightly rude though none the less... Hold the phone, was the boy's antennas' flickering on and off like a broken street light? How interesting. Alexander himself got lost in a quick daze of how his body function must be controlled by his emotions and movement... Far too intriguing. Snapping out of his own thoughts, Alexander coughed lightly and attempted to stay on topic and not question the poor boy about why that happened. Since, in one perspective or another that may be defied as rude... And wouldn't that mean Mr. Levis is simply a hypocrite?

"You have quite the hand Hamilton," Alexander noticed his few signatures on the paper while he lifted the sheet and pulled it to his hues', "Yes, lovely penmanship." Anyways, once the signatures were finished Spazz answered the question on his partner.

"Could I have a Growlithe? A male one would be the best, really."

"Splendid Hamilton." The aging man nodded leaning forward to inform Sedna about his chosen partner now. Pressing the button quickly Alexander explained, "Oh Sedna while you're getting the case could you make your way over to the Pokémon selection and pick up a male Growlithe for Hamilton?"

The poor Zangoose had to go up and down flights of stairs and in a reasonable time Sedna retrieved back to her master's office with the Badge Case and his chosen Pok?mon; a male Growlithe. With the items all stored safety into a draw-string bad now and the Pokémon begging contained in a Levis Pok?ball, Sedna handed both pieces of equipment to Hamilton. "Now listen carefully, I will not repeat myself. Understood? Alright, anyways, the Pokémon you have received, the Jade Growlithe is rather silent... No he's not mute though he doesn't speak all that much. ... I suppose that's all you need to know about him."

"Thank you Sedna for all you have done today, you are dismissed." Nodding sharply Alexander rose to his feet. "Hamilton, I believe we are done here for today... Yes I'm certain we are. Now if you have any question I'd advise to to speak now because this is your last chance in a way. And if you don't you can make your way over to Mallowfox Road."

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[ Spazz has Received his Trainer items~ ! ]

x oo5
x oo1
x oo3

x oo2
x oo1
x oo1






[ Spazz has Received his Levis Starter~ ! ]



Name ;; [ you choose ]
Level ;; oo1
Ability ;; [ Intimidate ] or [ Flash Fire ]
Attacks ;; Bite && Roar
Location ;; Levis Pokéball ;;
Type ;; Fire
Persona ;; [ you choose ]

[[Shoe ♥]!]

ooc;; Rightright, and I understand, Ari~
And thankyou, makes their getting-to-know-you process a little more entertaining, ne? x3
Awful outro ahoooy...

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Spazz waited in the most polite manner he could uphold, even with his bulbs flickering and nerves on edge. Every circuit in his body was ready to roar, and the sooner he was out, the better. Besides that, he felt an odd feeling in the back of his brain - the cue to the rest of his medication (which had kept Song, Kaa, and all those hallucinations down) to drain. The sooner he was out, the better of an impression he would make with Mr. Levis as a whole - and where was the fun in being distrusted by your own kind? Not his idea of excitement. So as the older man rambled for a little bit, was interrupted, made comments and stared, all the teenager could think of doing was to grin and bear it. The Zangoose, on the other hand, was very efficient, and seemed in just the amount of rush that Spazz was.

When he was given his starter (along with the mini-speech that accompanied it) however, the teenager felt ready to bitch and demand a new one. What kind of faulty organization distributed silent Pok?mon?! Could those things even be counted on to follow orders?! Oh, wait, all Levis starters were supposed to be surprisingly obedient... but that wasn't really the point. No, the entire case was that since Pok?mon could talk intelligently on Kairuu (as obviously displayed by Sedna), so why pin him up with one who didn't like to? Didn't they understand how boring it might get when your sole first companion didn't even yip out a friendly word here and there? Just what did that Growlithe think he was, anyway? No matter... whatever the breaker was, Spazz felt confidant that he'd be able to crack that shell sooner or later.

Besides, the longer he thought about it, the more prone to being picked up by Feth it became. The last thing he needed was to start up another inaudible argument that benefited absolutely no one. No... it was much safer just to smile and take the damned thing, and then make it squeal. Maybe with... taunts? Yeah - that'd work. Not many things, Pok?mon or human, could take such vocalized oppression for very long. How genius of him to even think of it.

So without a further thought the Chinchou 'morph gingerly took the Pok?ball with a soft 'thankyou,' placing it along with the bag that the Zangoose had also given him. Now, if Spazz had been a more rude and curious type, he would have dug right into the contents without a further thought. But no. There were things that must be ended, strings to tie and a route to get on for that. The longer he waited....

"No questions, Mr. Levis.

[/color]" Spazz spoke confidently as he stood up from his imprinted seat with a respectful nod. "Thankyou so much for all this - the short-notice interview and the starter and the welcoming to your group. I doubt you'll regret it, in any case. Good day.[/color]" With this he bowed slightly, as his parents had taught the teen to do in the most formal situation, and then left the room in silence.

As soon as he was out a good handful of pills went straight into his mouth.[/blockquote]