>>14420354"...Are you sure about that?"
Outside the gates of Celadon there stood one handsome devil in an orange-esque suit, the man pressing a finger against a device hidden by his ear in an attempt to communicate with...someone else?. Said...communication wasn't going very well, though.
"Well," he muttered, raising a gloved hand to adjust his red glasses; the scarlet eyes hidden behind them examining the area. "I don’t think they’re right-handed or left-handed. They're just Pokemon, aren't they?"
Yep. Definitely on topic here. The Grunt shook his head and started moving his feet towards the gate with a sigh. "Believe what you want to believe, I'm arriving now so I gotta blast." Without another word, he pressed a button on the device to turn it off and pulled it out; shoving it in one of the pockets of his pants.
Oh, yes. Time to make some moves. The Grunt shoved his hands into his pants pockets and got about a couple meters away from the other grunt; simply digging a heel into the ground as he...stared at their sitting form from behind red-tinted glass.
Nothing came out of his mouth.
