Earl
Every passing day, Leon likes how he gets to relax—even if it meant he trained almost every day too! Everyone has it different and who knows, anyone could simply come up to him, even a champion, and challenge him right off the bat. Away from the stadium, it's different than holding his champion title. It simply came down to being a trainer. Both his Charizard and Dragapult were butting heads. With the Dreepy at each of her ears, they helped for dodging game. Taking to the skies, Charizard's wings causes little turbulence at the nearby trees. If Leon didn't know better, he'd think their training is the reason the clouds above are rolling in. 

It was actually fun to see as Charizard flew into the trees, enough to dodge their branches. And this is why he named him after that "You can't see me!" Wrestler. Sharp eyed, Charizard hit down the dead trees to deter the pursuit of the Dreepy from the Dragon Darts attack. Meanwhile, all of this was creating a lot of noise as trees fell here and there and as the winds whip in Leon's face. He cheers loudly for the both of them, which it carried off. Not that there's anyone nearby to get disturbed, right? This is one of the reasons he likes getting himself ~~lost~~ in the forest. As long as Charizard doesn't start a wildfire, they should be fine.
Kevin
A bloodcurling roar can be heard as a wave of force ripples throughout the forest, seemingly emmanating from a certain area.

"Your endurance is amazing, or is Garchamp just lacking?", Fabian flipped through the pages of his book, observing his clearly frustrated garchomp trying its absolute best to break through his conkeldurr's palms that was blocking its outrage attack. Conkeldurr looked only slightly tired, but the dragon growled with fury at being ursurped, claws digging into the ground. Fabian had a man bun and was just wearing slacks with a plain polo, and he didn't look too concerned with the fact that a dangerous dragon was looking very violent, "Let's do it again, outrage!"

The garchomp stepped back, eating its lum berry and heaving with heavy breaths. Suddenly, it charged at the conkledurr with another roar, making dirt fly behind it and clashing its massive arm blades with the fighting type. The conkledurr's rough palms grasped the blades, but even the pokemon was taken aback by the sudden force and moved back abit from the strong force, gritting its teeth in effort. The dragon lept back and charged once more to deliver its consecutive rounds of outrage, each one slowly tearing through the conkledurr's defense until the fighting type finally flew into the nearest tree with a strong crash.

The garchomp seemed to be triumphant, and brandished its blades at Fabian with a toothy grin as if expecting a reward, "Don't worry, you did well so l'll give you a gift", he heads towards his sack and pulled out some gyarados jerky in a package. He fed it all to the gyarados, and gave the conkledurr a strong multi-berry juice, "You are impressive, take a break for now"

Yet despite this training and the two pokemon playfully roughhousing with each other after, Fabian still felt a lingering sense of dissatisfaction.
Earl
Once the flying parkour was over, Charizard returned to his trainer and Leon open his arms for the Pokémon to come close for a hug. "You did good out there! Is your wings okay?" He nuzzles with the fire/flying-type for a bit, big grin on his face, before turning to his side and materializing a Full Restore. He spray some of it on Charizard, which the Pokémon opened up his wings in energy, feeling his wounds temporarily masked by this strange liquid. Leon turned to spray the same substance over the two Dreepy—the ones who were crashing all over the place for Charizard. "There, there. Good work out there! You guys pack a punch." Little splinters stick to them but they barely flinch when the wooden pieces are pulled from their skin. Strong just like their mama. "Now, who's ready for some cu—" Leon was about to suggest when an eruption of sound blasted from his right. "-rry..." He finished. 

"What's with that roar?" He peer over yonder and heard other sounds that followed. "Someone else was here!" He exclaimed and shot a look back at his Pokémon, both in surprise and curiously. It continues and Leon wondered how he didn't hear them before. Creeping forward, the three stooges found themselves later in the trees, observing this new person from afar. The way how they train—that looked brutal. It reminded him of his training back in Isle of Armour. "Not afraid to take hits head on, huh?" He commented when seeing the Garchomp finally breaking through and throwing Conkeldurr into the nearby trees. When he's sure it's downtime with the three of them, he stepped out from the bushes, revealing himself.

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"That *Was* Really, really impressive!" He followed up from the man's latest comment to his Pokémon, while slightly leaning forward, hands clenched into balls in front of him. "Your Pokémon are hard workers. I was so enthralled!" Looking to and from Garchomp and Conkeldurr, he gives them an excited wave like he just met his two very favorite idols. "For your Pokémon to have such tough hides, you have them on this endurance training all the time? I like to look out how other trainers prepare their Pokémon for the bigger battles so this really excites me!" Catching that he was rambling, Leon proceeds to introduce himself. "I'm Leon. From Galar! The person you're looking at now—" And then with a twist of his hips, he displays his Charizard pose. "—is the champion hailing from it!" Taking a moment for this to be taken in, Leon opens his eyes and grins at the other person.
Kevin
The trainer took some fat cubes of alomomola meat and gave it to the conkeldurr, who ate it all up greatfully. Fabian was quite aware that as an ace trainer who rarely battled, he would have an intimidating image to uphold, so he gives luxury goods to his competitive pokemon to boost morale and power as much as possible in a short amount of rime. Slow-grilled alomomola, strong berry juices with formulas no one has used before, long strips of gyarados jerky, the costs weren't cheap but the pokemon produced good results even with inconsistent training periods. A voice would jolt him and his pokemon into facing the direction it came from.

*"He has silly clothes, that cape, and that hat... He must be a Galarian! And not just any Galarian, its the champion of the region."*

"Hmm? Oh, we're flattered, we actually don't train a lot nowadays, so we try to go all out when we do!", he puts on his classic smile, which would probably be present during the entire encounter if the champion somehow managed not to annoy him. The dragon seems to make a barking sound at Leon, waving its claw in return as the conkeldurr simply waves coolly, probably used to this, "Some of my pokemon get harsher endurance training than others, some pokemon simply have different speciality distributions. For example, conkledurr's power and defense is suberb, but its very slow. But l won't try improving its speed, for it has a priority move that always go first, and wasting time on a dead speciality instead of improving its current ones would be inefficient!", he goes off like a college professor, even making slight hand gestures and showing a bit of passion in his speech.

"E-eh??? Leon from Galar????", he exclaimed as if he lived under a rock his whole life, which wasn't too far from the truth in a literal sense, "Why, l must have struck gold in fate's lottery if you're the real deal! Its an honor to meet you, Mr. Leon, l am Fabian Continello from Stivior, just a simple ace trainer really"

*"This encounter may go in my favor if l can pull this off. Maybe l won't be scared shitless every time l think of joining a tournament"*

He kicks a stray pebble on the ground, looking at it roll a few yards before focusing back on Leon, "L've heard you've been undefeated for quite some time now, if you don't mind me asking, what kinda techniques do you have up ya sleeve?"
Earl
Seeing those snacks—they weren't cheap that's for sure. At first Leon assumed they were regular human food and he's all about feeding his Pokémon a pizza here and there but upon closer inspection it looks like high grade stuff. "Don't train a lot?" Leon manages to catches somehow when he was so engrossed by these special foods. "Now why's that? Training is the best especially if you do it with your Pokémon!" But seeing as the other has a book in his hand, the champ had to think he probably have other happenings to prevent it. John found amusement from Garchomp's barks but he attempts to puff his chest up to appear intimidating—an action probably taught by his trainer over there. Dragapult lazed in the shades, the eyes only glowing from the shadows. 

"Of course! I'm all the way with you on that! But don't you find it funny that a Machamp isn't really good at using special attack but they can learn Focus Blast? It's a shame, too, considering it has the ability No Guard so that would've been a great move for it." He shakes his head, resting a palm against it. "Huh, what am I saying? Anyway, you have the right idea! It's the same with my Pokémon." Turning too Charizard, Leon nuzzles his Pokémon best friend's snout, but he also gestures to Dragapult's leering eyes from the shades. "My Pokémon are a bit all-around, just some a bitty better than the other. Only by a margin." He pinch his fingers together to emphasis the size. ~~Okay, we get it, Leon.~~ "Fabian, it's nice to meet you! From Stivior, you say?" He thought he heard of the region floating around the island before.

"I see! My accomplishments are known even beyond the borders of Galar, huh?" Lowering his head to chuckle *Darkly*, the fame was getting to his head again. "My techniques vary with each trainer I battle. And in honesty, I have this rival that's always making me change things up. But if there's something I stick to—it's that the whole team is fighting at the same time. I like to think it that way.

I'm not afraid to switch my Pokémon in place of another one just so they can cover up a type-advantage move. Also, I like to have cover-up moves for my team. Everyone knows John-er, Charizard here is weak to water and so on, right? So I have Solarbeam for that!" Now, he's just rambling. Leon wasn't even sure if that answered it being a technique, rather than just a *Battle style* And yapping out common sense. "Aheh... I'm better at showing it! And how about you—since you asked me?" This would be a good opportunity for Leon to take in more tips for his own future battles. He's always learning, no matter being champion.