Thread: Dream Eater ~ Johto Adventures [Lady Grimoire x Viktoff Samson]

A man with long dark hair and a silvery lab coat had traversed the dark and cold night forest. Without a light, he made casual steps forward and weaved between trees when neccesary. Like those dark pictures with a strange figure barely visible, at every angle, this man didn't shiver or pull out a phone for a light. As if he were comfortable moving from the couch to the kitchen in his own home, foot after foot, nothing slowed him down. Tall like a christmas tree and on the thin side, it wouldn't be too much of a stretch for a child to mistake him for the well-dressed and faceless urban legend. Except for his long labcoat and flowing coal-like hair. To his amusement, the cold air had introduced a satisfying crunch in the grass with each of his steps. The rustlings of wild pokemon seemed to grow as he moved closer and Closer to the next town. Without a phone light, or a flashlight, or the burning candle or a Charzard's tale, the man in the labcoat knew he wouldn't put off the tell-tale signs of being a human trainer. With this decision, he greatly reduced the chance of inviting wild pokemon encounters. The sounds he gave off with each step, his height, these were the only details that those wild pokemon had to measure how much of a threat he would be. Since wild pokemon don't tend to carry lights, and it's human nature to know where they might be stepping by using a flashlight, it wasn't too much of a stretch for these pokemon to be wary of approaching him. Though outside observation might lead one to the idea that his decision to go without a light was directly related to keeping a low profile. This couldn't be entirely true. As the rustling subsided in some fashion, the young man had fished a candy cane from his coat pocket. His fingers worked the plastic wrapping over the craned end before he stuck the top of it in his mouth. The corners of his lips lifting as enjoyed the peppermint treat, absentmindedly allowing the scent of his treat to fill the air around him. His identity as a human, and possibly a pokemon trainer, now vividly obvious to the hoards of wild pokemon that surrounded him. Pokemon began to approach him from behind, a small one, he didn't care to identify it. Becoming close enough for a vine whip, or a bubble attack, the small pokemon paused as if to ready for an attack. A tongue had grown to cartoonish size from nowhere before running straight up the face of the wild pokemon. That large tongue vanished as quickly as it appeared before the wild pokemon seemed to stiffen and fall over. Like a small toy being left behind, the man in the lab coat didn't look back or try to defeat or capture the paralyzed pokemon. None of the casual trainer pleasures to be had, the man in the lab coat had his eyes focused on a different set of pleasures as he continued moving forward. His curiosities pulling him in that direction as his pleasure was founded in answering the questions that spawned that curiosity. Good job, Ghastly. He mumbled flatly around his candy cane. The sound of a low cackle enchanting the air behind him. Before long, the light of a fire caught this young man's attention as he previously traveled strictly in the moonlight. The fire glow was easy to discern, even with his distance. His steps grew in pace as he weaved around the nearby trees until he could see into the clearing, standing behind a single tree as his left eye peered through his glasses toward a beautiful young blonde. She was still so far away, his vision blured between her legs and her fire. Suddenly, his psuedo-romantic desire to study her would grow, and the physical contact required to adequitely pursue that studying would captivate his imagination. An invisible orb-like shape had brushed against his midsection, gathering his attention in an oddly pet-like way. Glancing to the side that was brushed, the young man let a warm smile grow as he removed the candy cane from his lips. Removing the plasting completely, the man dangled the treat in the air near him before releasing it. Immediatly, the treat would vanish. The air around the young man now taking an intoxicatingly peppermint scent and flavor, he stepped out from around the tree and began his casual stride toward the woman. His height might have been intimidating, but his labcoat and relatively thin frame with glasses could be fairly disengaging. However, behind the rim of his glasses had set a cool set of facial features. Absent of color, minus the redness around the bridge of his nose, he would seem cold and yet darkly handsome. The paleness of his skin paired with his handsome features would certainly set him apart from the nerdy young pokemon trainers that would positively screech to catch a magnemite. He grew closer and closer as his eyes ran over the young woman, inevitably catching her attention as his steps would cause sounds that would grow louder than the flickers of her fire.