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((OOC: The funny thing I just realized was that it's technically past May, isn't it? :P And you may want to delete one of your posts or something.))

Romulus, utterly surprised, muttered something about caution before slinking up to the pokemon himself. Taking the pokeball, he hesitantly pointed it away from Anthony and himself and opened the hatch.

On the ground, the red flash of light slowly solidified - into some sort of baby bird pokemon. Taking the note attached to his pokeball, he realized it was a Tiqual - a shiny one, at that.

He looked over at Anthony, smiled cautiously, and light-heartedly commented, "That was underwhelming."

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Micheal smiled grimly. The trees had been thinning for the past mile, and the area he had found himself in now was practically more field than forest - but that was normal. What wasn't normal was the fact that the entire field was covered in a colorful flower. He shook his head ], as if to ward of the distracting - he had to keep going, after all, and fast; if the Postork delivered its packages before he got there, the theif might have already moved, and Micheal will have lost the only lead he has had for weeks.

Romulus, panting slightly from the long trek, had to give it to his friend - the boy had so much energy; though the aquaintance, too, was out of breath, he had still lept in to battle with no hesitation. At all.

Which, to Romulus, seemed somewhat careless.

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Unfortunately, the other Trainer in the clearing, a cut-up, forest-beaten Micheal, would have agree.

Having not yet noticed Romulus, who was partially hidden - the very theif he had been seeking so long now, right in front of him - Micheal didn't realize this grand storke of luck. As of now, he simply though he had run into an incredibly (over)enthusiastic trainer. Deciding to make contact, he hesitantly walked into the boy's sight. "Well, aren't you excited?" he asked wryly.

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Still partailly hidden by trees, Romulus started. That boy - he looks so familiar. From where?

"I'm Micheal," the new boy replied. "Micheal Tiber. And yes," he added, "a battle would be fine by me." Easy enough way of getting some experience, this Trainer, Micheal thought. This shouldn't take long.

"And you mentioned a 'Ra' of some sort; is he a Trainer traveling with you?"

((OOC: So, since the 'o' in Romulus is sort of an 'a' sound, Micheal hasn't realized quite yet what's going on. . . .))