<div class="floatright">(http://i1066.photobucket.com/albums/u410/Limeyreptile/Marcus-1.png?t=1351026822)</div>Name: Marcus 'Marco' Carmac.<br/><br/>Location: Douglasberg Casino<br/><br/>Tagging: Elly, Draven, Brock<br/><br/>Current Pokémon: Aerodactyl, Topaz (Larvitar)<br/><br/>-------------------------------------<br/><br/><br/><br/>"God damn it's hot ...I mean really, uncomfortably hot."<br/><br/>Marcus stood in a group of 4, a large pile of treasure next to him that easily tripled the second place finisher. Some would say it was showing off, one of the newest Gym leaders in the Tetso region, using his supremely rare and highly unusual Pokémon to dominate a casual sporting event which rarely brought out decent competition before the Third rounds. But Marcus enjoyed winning: and while he didn't intend to show off, he simply wanted to prove himself before the Gym leader's meetings had even begun. If that meant smashing some people in a competition, so be it. It was all in good fun, after all.<br/><br/>The reason he had won the event so handily was because of his secret weapon: Aerodactyl. The Prehistoric badass of a Pokémon was able to use Supersonic and, for any of the science buffs out there, that would mean that, should he point that Supersonic at the Sand from a sky high position, the low density of the sand factored against the high density of the treasure and the gold and the gems would be obvious to the sky hunter, who could then scoop up the Treasure with his powerful talons and procure them for Marcus, repeating the process a good three times before any of his competitors could get a single gem. Long story short, Supersonic was hax. Not that anyone minded the ingenious use of a Gym leader's Pokémon. It was good to see a solid head on someone so important. Stupid gym leaders didn't last long.<br/><br/>The competition had a good few minutes before they called it in his favour, but the others were contemplating a sort of mercy rule: there wasn't enough treasure left for anyone to beat Marcus anyway. The Tall Rock trainer slumped against the pile of treasure, feeling the uncomfortable, sticky heat. He had undone the first three buttons of his long sleeved white shirt. The man looked delicious, despite how droplets of sweat marred his skin. He was lightly tanned, with Long green hair and just a hint of stubble: and his face was handsome, the few droplets of moisture glistening in contrast with his skin. The bare flesh his shirt revealed, as well as the form the cloth clung to, would indicate he was in his physical prime. But whoever he was, he certainly wasn't used to this heat. He was fanning himself with a makeshift paper fan when something caught his ear. Something definitely interesting...<br/><br/>Rando-kid 1: "Hey, you hear about the Third Treasure hunt? It's got Brock in it!"<br/><br/>Ragamuffin 2: "You mean from Kanto? That guy's so cool!"<br/><br/>Rando-kid 1: "Uh-huh, and he's fighting two really good trainers, one of 'em is Elly, so you'd expect it from a Gym leader, but the other guy is pretty good too!"<br/><br/>Ragamuffin 2: "Really? Must be pretty good to keep up with Elly, let alone Brock! Wonder if he's a new Gym leader too?"<br/><br/>Marcus rose from the slumped position, suddenly alert and broadly smiling with an almost childlike glee. He giggled excitedly as an official walked over, declaring him the winner of the match due to a landslide win. He didn't stay to celebrate, springing forward towards the third Treasure battle, excitedly moving to go see the most interesting group of people on the beach. He'd get to not only meet his new gym leader comrades, but his old mentor! It'd been six years since he last saw Brock, would the man even recognise him?<br/><br/>It only took Marcus a minute to arrive at the growing crowd forming around the battle and he watched with growing glee as the intense treasure hunt carried on. He saw a Krokorok and heard the familiar rumble of something digging: He could have guessed that it was Onix burrowing under the sands without that hint, since he was sort of Brock's trademark. There was also a Ninetails and a...he struggled to remember the name of the Tetso species when he heard the loud, piercing shriek from above. He didn't have time to duck as his Aerodactyl landed powerfully on the ground next to him, the mighty impact shook the sands beneath its powerful talons as it nuzzled its powerful snout against the Rock Gym leader's attention, demanding his attention and congratulations for a job well done. If anyone had missed him before, their attention would have snapped onto the Aerodactyl as it made such a showy entrance. Marcus just rubbed the Aerodactyl's neck, giving it the attention it craved far too much. His Aerodactyl was always a show-boater, something about the hunter's instinct, he suspected.<br/><br/>Hoping to enjoy the climax of the treasure hunt and then hunting down both Brock and the new Gym leaders. He'd already nearly forgotten about winning his round, so thoughts of scouting out what may be future opponents didn't even strike Marcus, too easily swept up in his glee at the discovery of both old mentor and potentially, new allies. He started looking over the man and the woman. Both looked interesting enough: but he couldn't really figure much more out than that. Well, he probably could of, had he not been too busy being engrossed and excited by the treasure hunt.<br/><br/>