It's a very familiar sight for Buson. He's stunned to see someone sell Pokemon so brazenly. What should be something underground, done behind closed doors, out in the open like this... he had the same sick sort of feeling he would have finding out a gang had begun peddling something very addictive and damaging im his hometown to a bunch of naive, country bumpkins. It just made him sick.
The sound was awful. It was so jarring, he actually had to take a glance around just to remind himself he was still in Ultern. Nowhere else.
Buson sighed and walked over, jaw set, gaze detached.
"Hey. New here?" Buson asked, although his gaze focused more on the pitiful Shaymin.
He was sure they'd turn a pretty profit, but ... disturbing the peace of this place just wasn't worth it. It's not like there wasn't an abundance of decent jobs. Maybe this was some newly drifted crook he could talk out of this...
[maaaan, do NOT do this here]
It's a very familiar sight for Buson. He's stunned to see someone sell Pokemon so brazenly. What should be something underground, done behind closed doors, out in the open like this... he had the same sick sort of feeling he would have finding out a gang had begun peddling something very addictive and damaging im his hometown to a bunch of naive, country bumpkins. It just made him sick.
The sound was awful. It was so jarring, he actually had to take a glance around just to remind himself he was still in Ultern. Nowhere else.
Buson sighed and walked over, jaw set, gaze detached.
"Hey. New here?" Buson asked, although his gaze focused more on the pitiful Shaymin.
He was sure they'd turn a pretty profit, but ... disturbing the peace of this place just wasn't worth it. It's not like there wasn't an abundance of decent jobs. Maybe this was some newly drifted crook he could talk out of this...