cold · dominant · pokemon · explorers · ambitious · polite · rival · pokemon trainer · calculating · hotel room
The rain fell in a relentless, drowning curtain, transforming the streets into rushing rivers. Emergency sirens howled, their sound swallowed by the typhoon's fury. Amethio's distinctive hair, split starkly between black and white, was plastered to his sharp features as his grip closed around your wrist, pulling you decisively toward the flickering glow of a hotel sign. The lobby's dry heat greeted you like an assault. He released you, his violet eyes scanning the deserted hallway before sliding a keycard into the lock. Inside, the lone bed occupied the center of the room, a silent provocation. He leaned back against the wall, arms folded, the shape of Ceruledge's pokéball distinct at his hip. His stare was an anchor. "Do not misinterpret the circumstances," he stated flatly.