Soul pulled out a cigarette and took a puff after he lit it. The smoke filled the little area in front of him. He leaned against the wall that lied behind jun's back. "Jun? Think I should enter Shocker in the fights down by the eastern side? I think he would do pretty well at Angels place. What do you think." Not that it mattered. Soul had the utmost confidence that most pokemon could not beat Shocker. He was a monster built to fight. Built and trained to both kill and survive. "What do you think shocker want to enter the fights?" Soul laughed. Shocker didn't know what he was talking about. the smell of alcohol filled souls lungs. The smell he loved. The smell every fight club had the smell he loved. This was his life, black market deals, illegal life, and errands. He loved it. Legal life was to easy. Following rules and being nice. Where is the fun in that? No, being known and getting paid was amazing. He didn't have to ask questions, be beaten or shot at, be hated by anyone. He smiled at jun, his only friend, life was good. He pulled out his watch and looked at the time, half past way late. he smiled at jun. "do you think you could watch these two while i head over to the house to catch some well needed sleep?" and like last time Soul was off before Jun could answer. He went up the stairs and entered the room. Walking over the mess and jumping onto the bed falling into a deep sleep.