<span style="font-weight: bold">"Hello, I hope I'm not intruding? I saw the smoke and glow and wagered you fellows were Pokemon trainers. Have you just come from Brock's gym?" </span><br/><br/>As the new girl approached the fire, Isaac smiled idly and waved her over. Between all these trainers and their pokemon out and about it was a freaking menagerie around here, but they all at least seemed to be behaving themselves now. He wondered idly if there was going to be a fight tonight, but it seemed like everyone was a bit worn out after Brock. Had nobody else thought of going to the pokemon center before they left the damn town?<br/><br/>"Nah, come on in and hang. You missed all the excitement, we're mostly just shooting shit now." He noted with a slight snort, looking around at the mismatched companions before shrugging and motioning to the trampled ring around the fire--plenty of space still left. "And yeah, we've all pretty much cleaned his clock. Guy's a damn revolving door or something."<br/><br/>"I'm Isaac, by the way." He added in general, realizing that none of them had really gone through that whole 'introduction' thing since Odd tossed out his name. "Out of Blackthorne. Seems like we're all working the circuit here--if you're lucky you might even be able to catch a teleport to the Mt. Moon center in the morning. I'll probably just leg it."