08-12-2019, 11:32 AM
(This post was last modified: 08-12-2019, 11:32 AM by Mikaruge108.)
Spira doesn't have much to say about what's going on, but with the nearly palpable tension in the air, he feels like he needs to say something, but what? Spira slides off his trench coat, and rubs his eyes in slight exasperation; "*sigh* Listen, I couldn't care less whether or not that Pokemon gets caught or not, this is ridiculous, we shouldn't be preventing others from catching a Pokemon if that is what is wanted." he stretches his arms above his head, forgetting that he didn't re-button his sleeves after rolling them up, and the right sleeve slides down enough to reveal a little bit of the birthmark on his arm...


