<div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo351/PikaPow3/Other%20Anime/Anime%20Guys/lkch349f.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>? ? ?<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Seastorm Ferry<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Elouise, Katsuo<br/><br/><strong>Current Pokemon:</strong>Chimchar, Tarift, ? ? ?<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Chimchar let out a cry of dismay as the greenish Smog flew from the smokescreen and engulfed it, the little pokemon coughing a few times before having the presence of mind to hold its breath and quickly roll out of the dangerous cloud. It coughed a couple more times as it straightened up, but didn't look much worse for wear, nor did it look like it had breathed in enough to suffer from the poisoning effect. Despite being so young, it seemed the Chimchar was a little more well-trained than the Tarift, are at least a little more intelligent.<br/><br/>Looking at the smoke that wasn't fading quickly enough for his taste, and knowing Koffing could just lay down another if it needed to, the blond trainer came to a quick decision to make things a little easier for his Fire type. "Coax him out, Chimchar," he ordered, Chimchar's glare switching a silly grin. Without hesitation, it began to Taunt the hidden Koffing, making goofy, immature faces at it and slapping its fiery rear to annoy the enemy into attacking more directly.<br/><br/>===<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Old Douglasberg, Second Layer (Walkways)<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Lexi, Hibana<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Though Lexi had probably been down into Old Douglasberg proper before, it would be a Hell of first viewing for Hibana. Heading back to the door that Sneek and Houndour had burst through would bring them to a stairwell, which, in turn, led a few flights down until it reached the bottom of the city's foundations. The exit to the stairwell led to a well-lit, semi-circular viewing deck contained in glass, beyond which was the real Old Douglasberg.<br/><br/>Almost as large as the city above, illuminated only in spots by lights on the concrete sky above, blocks upon blocks of old buildings stood; ruined, decrepit, coated with decades of mold and ancient dirt, all of them either mostly or completely submerged in a sea of dark, murky swamp water that stretched on for miles. One could imagine that such waters were home to many Water and Dark pokemon in times past, but with two cities built on top of them (one now buried beneath them), the grand majority had definitely migrated. Dark pokemon probably still thrived in the darker parts of the area, as the lights seemed to maintain their focus on the walkways that went over the tops of the building and touched down on certain, sturdier rooftops, leaving to the imagination what lurked in most of the area.<br/><br/>The walkways, and the handful of observation decks they were connected to, were never higher than ten or twenty feet over most of the rooftops, supporting themselves by fastening to the sides of mighty concrete pillars that stretched up to the foundation above (modern constructions), as well as touching down with a staircase on the occasional building. This also allowed hardier trainers to try walking in the buildings themselves and seeing what they could find, as suggested by the makeshift bridges of wooden planks and metal sheets that a viewer could make out in a few spots.<br/><br/>A sign made it quite clear that only trainers were allowed outside of the protected observation decks, and that they left at their own risks. This particular deck seemed to have its lock jimmied and its door opened, which explained how the Sneek and Houndour got into the safe zones. One of the girls would have enough time to start inspecting it before a loud crash echoed through the gargantuan, pitch black cavern, shaking dust loose from turn-of-the-last-century edifices and sending waves through the water. It was either find Doctor Pierce, or find that thing that was putting the doctor's life in danger. Neither was going to be fun in this environment.