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located in Kanto Region, a part of Pokémon: Rise of Team Cell, one of the many universes on RPG.

Kanto Region

The region of Kanto in the Pokémon world.

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Character Portrait: Hisao Tachibana Character Portrait: [NPC] Victoria Natsume
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At first, the sounds that echoed through the alley Hisao was currently navigating were that of the wheels of his skateboard across the gravel, and the sound of its trucks grinding on anthing that was able to be grinded on. Though, if one were to stumble into this alley, they'd hear these sounds shortly be accompanied by a crash, the hiss of a Meowth, and a rather vulgar strain of words from Hisao's own mouth.

"Fuck!"

He sat among an overturned trashcan and its spilled innards, his skateboard a few feet away from him and on its side, the top two wheels still spinning frantically in some sort of ironic gesture. He was more preoccupied with his right elbow, however, which he was analyzing as he hung his right wrist over his shoulder so that his now bleeding and abrased elbow was at near-eye level. He used his free hand to reach out and gingerly touching it, wincing as the pain seemed to spread out through his elbow like a droplet of ink in a glass of water.

"The hell did you expect it to feel like, you idiot?"

He said to himself, sounding almost defeated. He licked the palm of his hand before tightening his jaw and working to rub away the blood with his spit. There wasn't much, just very fine droplets speckled across flesh rubbed raw. Once that was out of the way, he rolled up his right sleeve to get at the bandanna normally tied around his upper arm and hidden away. He wiggled it down his arm and tightened the knot when it was over his elbow, deciding that it would make do as a bandage.

He used his left hand to pull the sleeve back down as he was getting up off the ground, and bent over to pick up his skateboard as the wheels finally ceased their spinning. He turned to observe the trashcan and the trash it had spilled around it before kicking it, the sound of it clattering break the silence that had fallen as he patched himself up.

"Stupid thing..."

He muttered under his breath, tucking his skateboard under his arm and deciding to walk the rest of the way to meet up with Yonah and Rakaya. He had set out to try and find some food or money for them, but his intake of any goods was once again minimal. He had hit a bit of a dry spell recently, and was humoring the idea of just desperately begging the next person he came across for help.

The scene played through his head and he chuckled at the thought.

"Yeah right."

Once Victoria tucked back into the system of intricate alleyways of the big city, it took a surprisingly short amount of time to track down the third member of this homeless "family," as Yonah called them. The shouting of plenty of vulgar phrases and words that, from a child, could make even a sailor blush, gathered the attention of the psychic woman. Lightly running her fingertips along the wall as she walked, she attempted to establish a link with the area and before she knew it, the area of her vision became purple a scene played out in her head. A boy on a skateboard, crashing and scraping up his elbow. He was covering it up with a bandanna and yelling at himself as well... Taking the vision and following the trail her ability had made her, the purple dispelled itself from her view and led her on her way.

To be perfectly honest, she wasn't exactly sure how to approach this foul-mouthed young boy. Her own thing against men made her uncomfortable with him just based upon that, even if he was just a kid. And just leaving him be wouldn't fit anything. She needed to know what kind of person he was at first impression. Bullets would have to be bitten, it'd seem. Taking a breath so deep it brought her onto her tiptoes, she exhaled it slowly and continued along the way, clutching the Kecleon to her chest just a bit tighter. "I can do this, bud. I can do this. I... got this."

Her nervousness did not subside even when she finally found him. He was already walking away as she came up behind him. Making sure to keep quite a few feet back, for her own sake and not his, she cleared her throat and let out a shaky, "He...llo?" She couldn't even hear herself say that. Shaking her head and closing her eyes for one more breath, she regained a sense of composure and called a bit more boldly, "Excuse me, boy? I heard a loud noise here a moment ago. Are you okay? Did something happen?" She'd already seen what happened, of course, but this served as what she thought might be the best way to grab his attention without her freaking out.

Hisao tensed and he paused mid-step, which only caused him to stumble forward slightly, and he braced himself by placing his left hand against the wall, which caused his skateboard to clatter to the ground. His right hand instinctively rested at the handle of his bat, and he slowly turned his head to look back over his shoulder at the woman.

"E-Eh?"

Was all he was able to manage, this lady looked like a ghost! Or like she was on the verge of dying and becoming one, a Kecleon hung from her chest, he noticed, and let his right arm relax; A bat wouldn't be able to do much against a 'Mon, anyway.

"Look, I'm alright, lady."

He replied, pushing from off the wall and turning to face the woman entirely. He gestured to the bandanna tied around his elbow.

"See? Good as new."

He smacked it with an open palm to showcase this, and although his facial expression remained the same, it had hurt a great deal. He kept an eye on the lady and her Kecleon as he bent to pick up his skateboard once more.

"Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to find my sisters and tell them why I wasn't able to bring back any food. Again. So, I don't necessarily have time for your pity or whatever this is. Which is funny, because if you didn't have that adorable little lizard hanging from your chest, I'd probably try to rob you. Anyway, 'cya!"

He gave a half-assed wave and turned to begin walking away again.

Victoria winced as he slapped his elbow, clutching at her own right elbow in the surprise pain. She made no effort to hide the pain purely because she had not seen it coming. Rather than getting defensive, the Kecleon seemed pretty proud of himself for keeping Victoria from getting robbed. If the boy hadn't said something that caught her attention, she'd have let him just walk off in distraction of the stinging that scourged her elbow. This ability was both a burden and a blessing. "Wait, you said sisters, right?" This had to be the boy, talking about how they didn't have food. He had to be the third homeless child. She was pretty tempted to just ignore him entirely based purely upon his sex and threat to rob, but there had to be some redeeming quality about him that the other two kept around. "Their names wouldn't happen to be Yonah and Rakaya, would they?" Surely that would grab his attention enough to stick around.

This lady was sure good at making him tense up and freeze mid-step, because that's what he did this time around as well. Although he refrained from stumbling this time, his hand once more played at the hilt of his bat as he turned.

"First of all, how do you know that? Second, if you've hurt them, Pokemon or not, I solemnly swear that I will end you, lady, so help me."

His initial feeling of disregard for this particular adult had long since gone, and he was now on the extreme defensive. He wasn't actually sure how he'd react if she had hurt them, but it probably wouldn't end pretty either way.

Well, at least she had caught his attention. But this hostile atmosphere he gave off was really unsettling. This must be why they kept him around, though. Through even this thig fog of tension, she could sense a stronge urge to protect the girls. He did care for them. She nodded to herself to affirm this. But entrusting him with such a thing... she wasn't sure yet.

"Please, calm down. I mean neither you nor your sisters the tiniest bit of harm. I just encountered both of them today. I promise you, I only have to give to all three of you." Without allowing him time to ask, she explained. Waiting too long with such a protective boy could prove bad... and she could feel her Pokémon ready to react at any moment. She didn't want to start a scene. "My name is Victoria. I was born in this town and grew up here. When I came back to visit and learned there were some homeless kids living on the streets of my town, I wanted to meet you all. I promise you it is that simple." Taking a breath, she realized she was shaking. She truly did feel threatened. And honestly... Yonah could have taken him in a fight, nevermind this boy who looked ready to pummel her into the ground.

"I offered to buy both your sisters dinner tonight. And I sought you out to extend the invitation to you as well. It's my duty to make sure that the people of my hometown are taken care of, isn't it?" She spoke earnestly, having no real reason to lie. "Even for one night, I want to make sure that you kids have eaten. So I'm going to pay for each of you to eat tonight. Is that okay by you, 'big brother' of the three?"

He mulled over the information she had fed him for a while, and eventually decided to relax a bit more again and dropped his hand to his side. He still didn't trust this lady, but he figured there was enough sincerity in her voice to confirm that she hadn't hurt the other two.

Besides, the mention of food alone had caused his stomach to rumble, and that was distractive enough for him to drop what guard he had. A hand went to rest on his stomach, and he carefully observed the lady. She was shaking, and he felt a tinge of regret for being so abrasive, but it had become nearly his sole purpose to make sure the other two were okay, and he often did things he didn't enjoy to make that a reality.

"Well, like you said, I'm homeless, so I can't really turn down the offer of food, can I? You've got me in your pocket now, lady, don't be leading me into some trap. I'd be pretty angry, especially since the last couple of times we've chanced upon food, I've given up a majority of my portions so the other two didn't have to be hungry again an hour later."

He raised a hand to rub at the back of his head, readjusting his beanie after he did so.

"So I suppose it has to be okay with me, doesn't it? If I get all prideful and say no, those two wouldn't eat without me, and I don't want to deny them that."

He sounded a bit defeated, but didn't turn to retreat again.

"I see. That's what Yonah must have been hinting about with her big bro..." She muttered to herself with a shake of the head. No, he was harsh, but it was obviously because he was looking to protect his sisters. He may do bad things, but she could tell now that this boy was not a bad person. He had the capacity to care and did so daily. The more he spoke, the more she gathered. "But don't worry about sharing portions. In my line of work, I make some very decent money. The three of you can eat tonight until you're round as a Snorlax." She felt herself calm down a bit more as she understood the boy. His presence was still a tough one, one whose shell would not be easy to crack. But that was not really her job today. She had gotten the information she needed.

"I appreciate you accepting my offer. Simply meet with your sisters outside of the PokéCenter and I will be there waiting and ready to take you out. Just leave everything to me." It was that simple for her to turn around this time. "I'll speak with you then, Hisao." And as suddenly as she appeared to him the first time, she made her exit. The mysterious psychic had some work to do before meeting up with the street kids.