<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/>Marcus smiled as the epiphany swept over Brock when he saw Topaz. The Larvitar seemed to almost purr it's pleasure as he watched it curl into Brock's approving hand, then it greedily snatched up the ball of food, remembering with a great fondness the taste of the food Brock made for any and all the Pokémon he either trained or helped in the training of. Topaz took particular joy in this mix because of how long since he'd last enjoyed the treats that Brock awarded. You know what they say: Separation makes the heart grow fonder.<br/><br/>At the stern words of Brock though, Marcus just laughed, feeling like a little kid again. He shouldn't have laughed in the face of criticism; it was hardly becoming and didn't suit someone who was so damn indebted to the Rock Gym leader. Yet the memories flooded back in, filling Marcus with a joviality that just spilled out. "Nice to see your doing well too Brock. It’s not like I've been sitting on my ass, if that is what worries you." It seemed that whilst Marcus took the criticism in his stride, Topaz was far less easy going. The small Larvitar seemed to take offence at the implications that she hadn't got stronger, so she retaliated by giving Brock a sharp prod in his shin with the horn on its forehead. Marcus chuckled and quickly picked up his prize Pokémon, smiling still: despite its struggles in his arms.<br/><br/>Despite how much he'd been focusing on Brock, he realised how rude he'd been when he'd completely ignored Draven and Elly, who was now actually introducing herself to him. He offered her a handshake but she seemed too busy talking about this and that. It didn't really matter all that much to him. He did notice her staring at both his Pokémon with a seemingly half-hearted once over. Marcus felt almost insulted that she could think she'd judged his Pokémon with such simple viewings. When she out and out challenged Brock, swearing loudly and with a sudden passion, Marcus grinned broadly.<br/><br/>"Hold up missy: You wanna fight him, and I wanna show him how much better I got: Seems we can make us a deal."<br/><br/>Marcus grin broadened at the genius of his own idea. Not in the same confident, cocky way that Elly would grin. It was a grin of pure almost simplistic delight and glee at the prospect of a good old' fashion battle. It worked out for him in a lot of ways; he'd get to check out the quality of his fellow Gym leaders, he'd get to see how much he'd improved and, if he knew Brock: the two leaders would probably get told a few new tricks worth trying out.<br/><br/>"Wanna go for a quick Double Battle? Two of your Pokémon vs. Two of mine: whenever you feel like it my dear."<br/><br/>He wondered what the other gym leader would have to say in this situation. He'd been quiet the entire time, but maybe he'd want to get involved in this somehow. Not that he'd done anything to indicate he would any time soon.<br/><br/>"Loser has to pay for Lunch as well. Since nothing says 'fun' like a light hearted bet."<br/>