Breaking Traditions [MidnightSpade + paradoxicalreaction]
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				Title: <strong>Breaking Traditions [MidnightSpade + paradoxicalreaction] </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MidnightSpade</strong> on <strong>14-01-2017, 18:28:24</strong>
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				Life on the ranch was dull to say the least. With nothing else to do and no other jobs around, Zack had been reduced to working for his family on Paniola Ranch. And while he'd originally thought he'd be responsible for looking after the Tauros and Miltank his family owned, it turned out they had other plans.<br><br>which is how he ended up on Ula'ula Island with his Hydreigon dragging a cart behind them as they trudged their way to yet another delivery pick-up.<br><br>"Just 'cause it's cheaper to get me to do it than having it shipped via courier." The young bonde grumbled to himself, receiving a roar of agreement from the Pokemon besides him.<br><br>The delivery in question involved him picking up a shipment of specific equipment from Maile City. He hadn't asked what it was, he didn't really care. It was just his job to pick it up and return it home in one piece. Thankfully Hydreigon was a strong flier and could carry the heavy weight of a person and the cargo.<br><br>Hydreigon always ended up with stares though. It was a rare Pokemon in Alola, barely anyone had seen it native on the island before, and sometimes it got to the point people would outright stop him in the street to ask about it. Sometimes Zack would humour them and let them do as they pleased, but today wasn't one of those days. the three people who had come voer asking for a photo had been brushed off with a statement that he was working and couldn't stop.<br><br>The rest of his team sat strapped to his belt, except for Salandit who perched upon his shoulders as always. The damn thing refused to get into the Pokeball and he wasn't sure why, but it was light enough it didn't really cause him much issue (except for when it randomly stole things and got him into trouble, little rascal).<br><br>"Alola, Zachary!" A stout man greet him from outside of one of the stores, smile partially covered by a bushy grey moustache.<br><br>Zack forced a smile in return as he walked over, waving with little enthusiasm. He was somewhat unnerved the guy would always use his full name. "Hey Douglas," He greeted, nuding Hydreigon to follow closely. "I'm here for the shipment Mom ordered."<br><br>"I was expecting you, as always. Wait just there, I'll fetch it from the back." The man gave another wave and returned into the store. At least this time he didn't seem to want to make small talk for an hour.<br><br>Making a noise of acknowledgement, Zack was left to stand outside the store, watching as Salandit crawled from his shoulders and onto the floor, wandering around the area with an evil glint in it's purple eyes.<br><br>"Don't cause trouble for me now." The blonde muttered, but wouldn't help the fond smile on his lips.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Breaking Traditions [MidnightSpade + paradoxicalreaction] </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MidnightSpade</strong> on <strong>18-01-2017, 10:44:53</strong>
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				It all happened so quickly. One moment he was just watching Salandit simply wander around, and the next a giant furball of a Pokemon was attacking it!<br><br>"Woah, hey, fuck off!" Zack cried, physically shoving the furry beast off of his Pokemon, not noticing the person swiftly remove one of the balls from his belt. "That's not your chew toy, damn it!"<br><br>Its owner came up, yanking it further away, and as soon as he was able Zack scooped up Salandit to check it over for any serious injuries. It seemed very annoyed but not too badly harmed, a few scrapes here and there. Considering the flames were flickering angrily on its back the blonde presumed the Lycanroc's mouth was at least mildly burned.<br><br>"Watch what your damn Pokemon is doing!" Zack scowled at the man yanking back his Lycanroc. "Salandit could've been seriously hurt, dude!"<br><br>In his grasp, Salandit huddled close to him, but turned its annoyed and rage filled glare towards the offending Pokemon, hissing and growling at its attacker.<br><br>At first glance, it was clear to the blonde this guy wasn't as 'nice' as he was making himself appear to be. He'd recognise that Team Skull medallion anywhere. In his travels around the islands, he'd seen the trouble that gang would get up to, more of a nuisance than anything but still not exactly the best people. He didn't know what the guy was up to, but Zack didn't trust him a single bit. What kind of a name was Ruffles anyway? (Not that he could talk, he didn't nickname any of this Pokemon, he wasn't very creative with names)
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