[ It's creepy enough here to be constantly checking over his shoulder. Everything's shady here. The buildings are shady, the people are shady, even the trees are shady. Green's darting his eyes around the area, moving deeper in to... wherever he's going (meh musebox). Away from town, for one. These creepy ghost people are probably going to give him nightmares. Geez. Not that he gets nightmares. Nope.
He has his Arcanine by his side though, in case something does pop up. He's no fighter, like some of the other's he's come across here, but he's a Pokemon trainer. Which means that he's going to put his bet on whatever is going to give him the best chance of survival. But his Arcanine's just as tense as he is, taking extra caution to stay a step ahead of Green. They go down that same cavern, and that seems like a clearing, just after those bushes... ]
....? [ He's not alone. Arcanine's crouches down and his ears flatten, ready for sudden movements. ] You're...?
What are you doing here? [ Best first impression. ]
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Not that he gets nightmares. Nope.He has his Arcanine by his side though, in case something does pop up. He's no fighter, like some of the other's he's come across here, but he's a Pokemon trainer. Which means that he's going to put his bet on whatever is going to give him the best chance of survival. But his Arcanine's just as tense as he is, taking extra caution to stay a step ahead of Green. They go down that same cavern, and that seems like a clearing, just after those bushes... ]
....? [ He's not alone. Arcanine's crouches down and his ears flatten, ready for sudden movements. ] You're...?
What are you doing here? [ Best first impression. ]