Pokemon RP

"Good."

"Jerk..."

"You deserved it!"

A elderly man puffed up to them. "This man....he says you two need to see him...right now..." huffed the old man as he pointed to a strange figure.

Dark raises an eyebrow. "Okay, why?"

"He wants...to tell you...about the harm...you're causing...your Pokemon."

".... Oh, great, a hippie.", Dark grumbles.

Izumi walked over to the strange figure. "What about my Eevee? Are you telling me that my Aura is wrong when I read my Eevee?"

Dark follows Izumi.

"This guy is saying that my Aura Reading is inaccurate..."

"And my Tepig likes me, so, I'm not hurting my Pokemon..."

"That's what they'll have you believe..." rasped the strange figure. "But your Aura is wrong, and your Tepig is just faking."

Dark clenches his fist. "And who are you to say that?"

"I am Zinzolin, the Sage of Team Plasma."

"..... Yeah, sure."

"You dare mock me? Go, Sneasel!"

"Tepig! Go!"

"Eevee, use Tackle!"

"Tepig, use Ember!"

"Grr...Sneasel, Icy Wind!"

"Tepig, dodge! Use Ember again!"

"Eevee, use Charm, then Tackle Sneasel again!"

Dark takes out another Pokeball. "Go! Watch!"

"Sneasel, Faint Attack the Patrat!"
"Eevee, use Flail and then Tackle the Sneasel!"

"No! Watch!", Dark shouts as his Patrat faints. He returns it to his Pokeball, then looks at the Woobat Pokeball. "Listen to me, please...", he says, sending it out. "Woobat, use Heart Stamp!"