Tales of

Sinnoh

“Feck, feck, feck.”

Ansley ran down the street, pushing away people who were in his way and were not quick enough to avoid him. Most of them yelled at him and called him names, but he ignored them all. There were more important matters right now than a few butthurt human beings.
Equos was on his heels, trying to keep up as he was avoiding the people, some of which fell to the ground. It yet again showed that his trainer had little value for human life.

Once they reached a bench Ansley stopped running. He was breathing heavily and had problems catching his breath, but that was not what was important right now. An hour ago he’d been here too, working on some research. It was only when he was home again, that he noticed that he had forgotten his notebook.
“It has to be here somewhere,” he muttered as he searched around the bench with Equos helping him.