((@B-Rabbit
Sure c: It'd be nice to have a few more members join, since right now we're the only ones roleplaying here.
Thanks for accepting Syra! >w<))
A pair of black-lined eyes gleamed in the gloom of a tree just outside of Treasure Town. The Gabite smirked, tossing an Oran Berry up into the air and catching it, repeating numerous times. "Heh. I guess the Guild is too cowardly to face up to me," she sneered, "or I would've already been targeted." Her claws suddenly shone with a white light and she swiped at the blue-colored berry, dicing it into neat slices. She leaned against the tree and snickered, watching in secret as Pokemon shuffled in and out of the town, carrying items and POKe and whatever else. Maybe I could ambush or trick one of 'em without the exploration teams knowing. the bipedal shark Pokemon thought with a devious grin, but then it turned to a slight frown. No, then it would be like throwing myself in front of an angry Gyrados. I can't risk getting caught out in the open. If it were in a dungeon it'd be different. No outlaw would risk being found and identified clearly unless they were running around with a blindfold tied to their face. But yet none would run away like a frightened Whismur.
Syranei let out a frustrated sigh, inching around the tree so no one would be able to see her. She let out a quiet growl as a team walked past her to take their items into the Kangaskhan Storage. Maybe there will be more exploration teams oblivious to danger out in the mystery dungeons, but in Treasure Town these Pokemon are so relaxed they wouldn't notice if treasure was taken from their bare hands. The Gabite grimaced a bit in her frustration, a hiss bubbling at the end of her tongue. "Maybe I can snitch a few hundred POKe from the Duskull Bank." she suggested to herself, smirking devilishly.
"Maybe. But why would a Pokemon bother to hide stairs under rocks?" Electra peered around cautiously, her black eyes darting in almost every single direction before moving on. Then she heaved a sigh. "But then again, you never know... This is a strange world," she added, her lip curling as a long blade of grass brushed against her muzzle. She was still so used to walking around on two legs, living the life of a human. But now that we're stuck here, and we have no known way back, we should take advantage? After all, we are Pokemon. She did think that being in the life of a Pokemon's seemed kind of fun. "Why do outlaws make it so hard for us?" she wailed dramatically, pretending to take a faceplant into a patch of tall grass beside her. After a few seconds she pulled her head from the grass, sneezing; the canine always managed to goof off once and a while.
"I could give it a try," Nyla agreed, her fur feeling damp because of the humidity, despite having flames living at her spine and tail. Flamethrower obviously wasn't going to help in a mission somewhere so dank, and headbutting it would only cause injury to the head or eyes. The Ponyta examined the crystal once more before turning her back on it and aiming a flying kick at the center. A hissing noise erupted from the wall as it cracked more. This had better work, or this mission is a fried Magikarp! she fretted silently, attacking the glass with another kick of her hooves.