Sand flew up through the air, flying around a man with brown hair that sticks up in all directions. His smoky, grey eyes moved sharply around as if he were looking for something. He was wearing a red hooded jacket with pokeball holsters on it, his pokeballs were held on these. Underneathe it he wore a black tight cropped t-shirt. He wore tight-fitting black skinny jeans with two belts one a regular thick leather belt worn through the loops of his pants the other a holster belt for pokeballs which were empty and warn around his waist at an angle. By his side sat on of his partners, a Sylveon named Yuchi. The pink and white cat like Pokemon had it's ribbon-like feelers wrapped around the man's leg. This man was 20 year old Pokemon Master, Grayson Greene. Grayson sighed softly to himself before turning to leave. He heard the sound of running footsteps and a shout of "HEY!  WANNA BATTLE ME?" Grayson looked to see a young trainer about 11 years old standing about fifteen feet away from him. The boy impatiently shouted again only this time not as loud, "Come on let's go!" Grayson shook his head. "You really aren't worth my time, but fine."<br/><br/>He took the pokeball from his 2nd holster on the left side of his jacket and threw it up after pressing the button in the middle. "Go, Ryori!" A Dragonite appeared from the pokeball and bellowed. The orange dragon looked down at the small boy with eyes that spoke of power. "Well what are you waiting for boy? Send out a Pokemon."