The night air is cold, aided by a chilling breeze. The moon a great silver coin in the cloudless sky, providing a bit of illumination for the dark street.  A stillness hung in the air, almost all noise absent, certainly no motion from anything. The rare car would drive by, giving a bit more light for a moment or two, but it was gone just as fast. Seemingly no-one wanted to be here.<br/><br/>But maybe there was someone who wanted to be here after all. It was a tall, solid creature. Each of its footfalls is heavy, adding a bit of sound the seemingly dead street. Whenever he walks into a shaded area a faint blue glow from his eyes can be made out, but it vanishes just as fast under the moonlight. His large tail swishes back and forth behind him idly, occasionally pushing away some piece of litter on the pavement. The creature is Thad the Nidoking.<br/><br/>The large Nidoking catches sight of the bar underneath a pale streetlight. Thad's step becomes a bit faster as he approaches the building. After a few moments, he is standing before the door. Pushing at it, the heavy door slowly opens up. He takes a step into the building, scanning around the room, only to be met by a multitude of stares. The Nidoking's face remains stoic, eyes not even blinking as he sizes up his surroundings. An ear twitches as he finally stops glancing around and takes in a breath of the much warmer air of the building.