[There is an absolutely livid old man running around kicking ass with a flowing ballgown gathered up in his arms.
Quite literally, in fact; he favors ignoring the Pokemon of Team Skull grunts in order to punt his vicious heels into the backsides of the delinquent trainers who so much as look at the innocent wild creatures of Goldenrod -- and he kicks hard. Anders may not have much in the way of upper body strength, but damn if he hasn't cultivated strong legs after three decades of running away from templars.
And anyone who doesn't flee the rage mage himself is getting a living pink pincushion of a Skitty in their poor Pokemon's faces.]
You goons are just lucky you're not getting a lightning bolt to the face!
[Yeah, he might be a little too into this "beating the shit out of thugs" thing. Old habits die hard.]
[Anders - OTA]
Quite literally, in fact; he favors ignoring the Pokemon of Team Skull grunts in order to punt his vicious heels into the backsides of the delinquent trainers who so much as look at the innocent wild creatures of Goldenrod -- and he kicks hard. Anders may not have much in the way of upper body strength, but damn if he hasn't cultivated strong legs after three decades of running away from templars.
And anyone who doesn't flee the rage mage himself is getting a living pink pincushion of a Skitty in their poor Pokemon's faces.]
You goons are just lucky you're not getting a lightning bolt to the face!
[Yeah, he might be a little too into this "beating the shit out of thugs" thing. Old habits die hard.]