This is War(privet rp)

[Dragon Gal]

"Really?" The electrician held the boy up by his arms. Obviously, the translator was loud enough for him to hear, too. "This isn't a Magma uniform he's wearing?" He glanced at the Trainer with a small grin before humming a few bars, clearly recognisable as The Circle of Life.

[Saphira344]

Roger snorted"he could of stolen it, ian saying i havent seen him!"Roger almost roared angraly.

[Whistle.Concert]

Roy feebly struggled as he was held up Lion king style. "No..Don't stretch it.." He mumbled, talking about his jacket. "My sister..It's hers. Don't wreck it.."
As the Pokemon roared, his struggling increased, though he really wasn't strong enough to fight back. "Where's Snow..I need her..Where is she.."

[Saphira344]

(one last post before bed.)
Roger frowned "sister? What's her name"he asked.

[Dragon Gal]

The electrician held Roy away from him, almost as if he was an unpleasant object to be holding. "It's awake! What do I do?"
The Trainer raised an eyebrow. "It? Y'know, you just cut into the transmission. I don't know what the Duckling said, now."
"I don't care! Help me! What do I do with a child!?"
The Trainer sighed and shook his head. "I dunno; maybe you should talk to... it."
The electrician grimaced, glancing down at Roy. "You want... her? Is Snow your sister? Don't worry about your clothes; they're fine."

[Whistle.Concert]

"Snow's my vulpix.." Roy responded, his struggling stopping once he realised he wasn't going to get down, even if he really wanted too. "..My sister's name is Ca-"
He looked up, seeing the Ducklett, and he shook his head. "I'm not going to say her name in front of a water type. It might be Aqua, and it might hurt her or her Pokemon.."

[Dragon Gal]

(OOC: With the leaving thing, not trying to be rude to your charrie or anything, Saphira. I just came up with an awesome plan that requires my pickpocket to be left behind, that's all.)

Hmm, he'd been too busy trying to decipher the words through the crackling headset to pay attention to what they were talking to. The kid was right; the bird was blue- obviously a water type.
"Heh. Yeah, we got no reason to trust you at all, do we?"
He indicated with his head that they should go. The electrician shot him a glance but went with it. After all, they'd always said that if the situation called for one to be left behind, they'd leave without hesitation. He'd never really thought they'd do it. But he was better off sticking with the Trainer than being on his own until he- hopefully- found the pickpocket.

He'd finally made his way around and to the kid, going very slowly. Partly so he could be careful not to be seen, and partly just to watch. After all, not like he got much of a chance anymore. And this kid was older... not quite, but better.
Still as quiet as possible, he sidled up to the kid, putting an arm around the boys shoulders as he murmured, "Swiggity swag, what's in the bag?"

[Whistle.Concert]

Leon had been looking the other way, and jumped a mile at the sudden arm around his shoulder. He turned to face the man who had touched him, fist raised in order to strike the other person, but he let his hand relax when he saw that the other human being was holding his Cyndaquil. He took a deep breath, before flicking a few strands of dark blond hair out of his face. "Geeze, just go and scare a guy half to death why don't you? And as for your question, there's nothing in the bag but air. At least right now."
He gave a bemused smirk as he noticed his cyndaquil was making grabby hands at him, clearly wanting to go back to it's trainer.

[Dragon Gal]

He adjusted his hold on the now-squirming Cyndaquil, cooing quietly to it. Shh. You'll get back to your Trainer just as soon as I don't need you.
"Well aren't you the feisty one?" he asked as he watched the boy flick his hair out of his eyes. Mmm...
"And hey. I do love to make an impression. So whatcha doing out and about on your own, kid?"

[Whistle.Concert]

"I thought it was about time for a leisurely stroll in the desert, you know, nothing big.." Leon responded, the sarcasm dripping from his voice at this point. "And trying to find wild Pokemon to train my cyndaquil with, but there's none around; I was expecting that."
He noticed the cyndaquil still had it's front legs outstretched towards him.
"...How did you find him, anyway? I mean, I'm pretty glad that you didn't just up and run with him, but I'm rather curious as to how he came into your possession."