[Upon discovering the training arena (a little while coming, considering most of his exploring has been isolated to his own room, the science department, and the area from the Pokemon Center to the Game Corner and back), Nagi has found it incredibly useful for giving him a pretty consistent place to train with his few Pokemon in private, particularly his Abra and Ralts, who happen to be with him today. The others come occasionally, but his focus is more on the Psychics, for reasons unknown to everyone but him, apparently.
Any hopes of finding the arena he usually frequents empty are quickly dashed when he rounds the corner to the sound of laughing, low growls, and dull impacts. With his Abra perched on his shoulder and his Ralts curled up in his arms, he eventually peers in and-
...
He hovers there at the entrance, watching as the Sharpedo trying to hurl itself at the man there is being blasted right in the snout with a well placed Aurora Beam from a Remoraid that he is... holding.
And as he watches, his immediate thoughts go to the fact that this looks like exactly something Schuldig would do with his Pokemon, and very likely has probably tried something similar at least once by now. The Ralts shivers a little and hides her face in his shirt, causing him to sigh as he steps in finally, though he's going to wait for a break in all of that action before attempting to cross the room, there.]
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Any hopes of finding the arena he usually frequents empty are quickly dashed when he rounds the corner to the sound of laughing, low growls, and dull impacts. With his Abra perched on his shoulder and his Ralts curled up in his arms, he eventually peers in and-
...
He hovers there at the entrance, watching as the Sharpedo trying to hurl itself at the man there is being blasted right in the snout with a well placed Aurora Beam from a Remoraid that he is... holding.
And as he watches, his immediate thoughts go to the fact that this looks like exactly something Schuldig would do with his Pokemon, and very likely has probably tried something similar at least once by now. The Ralts shivers a little and hides her face in his shirt, causing him to sigh as he steps in finally, though he's going to wait for a break in all of that action before attempting to cross the room, there.]