<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, Type-it-right Maze<br/><br/>Tagging: Draven, Misty, Elly<br/><br/>Current Pokémon: Aerodactyl, Topaz (Larvitar)<br/>__________________________________________<br/><br/>Marco was unsure of what to do when he locked in the Fighting type. It was a game of luck and win or lose, their would still be a lot of questions unanswered. Personally he would have preferred battling, with the winning or losing attached, in a more definitive manor. Yet he'd won his second event now. That would probably put him pretty high on the leader board, which was pretty damn pleasing: and he knew of one other person who would enjoy the win, despite how little it had to do with either his skill or his Pokemon's.<br/><br/>As the other trainers seemed to converge towards him, Marcus watched with a certain amount of amusement as the Kanto gym leader showed a rather interesting hotheaded frustration at losing. She attempted to vent towards the cute dark leader, but it didn't really seem to affect anyone much. Hell, Elly seemed to simply shrug off the comment with a sly smile.<br/><br/>"Thanks Elly, Thanks Miss-Water-lady." Marco was happy to let out a little cocky jibe towards the Misty. She had already forgotten his name, which, admittedly, annoyed him a great deal.<br/><br/>Aerodactyl, in the meantime, was flapping his wings and rising, eating up the adoration and respect of the crowd. It was the Predator's pride that had him eating up the love of others. Eventually though, the Hunter flew towards his master and landed with a certain glow about him. Victory, it seems, suited the Aerodactyl. Marco placed a hand on his partner's snout, giving him a bit of physical attention. "Good job buddy."