Pokemon Tabletop Adventures: Team Rocket, v 0.1

[Arcran]

"S-sorry. Figured may as well while there's time. Didn't expect to find someone to talk to. Tell you what, if there's something you want, I'll cover it."
He rubs the back of his head awkwardly.
"And true. But spend an hour on each route of interest, and maybe something'll pop up relevant to both of us."

The waiter soon returns with your tea. "Could I get the two of you something to eat?"

Romeo continues on, not noticing Artemis reffering to 'us' or whatever.

'I also had an Emolga egg while I was there. Unfortunately, on the boat back over here I was mugged. Some strange girl, called Lotta Ocean, wore a trouser suit with short red hair. I was escorting her about the boat when suddenly she smacked me on the back of the head. Stole that poor egg. Luckily she never noticed this one. And also lucky for me that I was a strong enough person to survive. Yes, I do live a dangerous life, but what's life without some excitement?' He throws his head back and laughs heroicly.

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Lotta Ocean was Ennis Martillo's birth name.

"Really? A dragon?" she says, genuinely interested. She reaches out an touches the egg, with no result. "Hunh, seems like my heart isn't pure," she says, looking at you.

"Comon Jessica, let's go!" Taylor says.

"You live a dangerous life. Maybe we could train together some time, help keep you safe," she says, walking into the gym with the others.

Artemis
You get continued feelings of annoyance from Taylor. Finally Jessica decides to go into the Gym with the two of you.

It takes a few minutes, but eventually Taylor finds an open arena. There has to be at least 50 small little courts for battle. The place is packed with hundreds of trainers. Thoughts fly across the room constantly, rarely stopping. Although the area is huge, it still can't be more than half of the Gym's building.

"So rules," Taylor says, taking her spot on one side of the court. "One on one, hardcap of 10 and no digging," she says. "That fine by you?"

Paul shrugs.

Right, the appointment. I had actually forgotten about that. Just figured I'd give you a shot at having a night with the champ. But hey, if you're not interested in two hundred and eighty pounds of grade A Kanto beef, no problem. I'll see you later, sweet thing.

He trundles out of the building, looking for another trainer that he could battle.

The woman quite literally seems sick; if you had kept talking she might have puked.

After you exit the building it doesn't take too long to find a battle. A small court is surrounded with a group of people, cheering on their pets as each tried to kill the other.