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The teased the sliver tips of Logan's hair. He looked over the ocean and took in the smell. The beach was so relaxing! It was so different from the frigged wilderness of his hometown. And there was just so much skin! The pretty ladies showing off their gorgeous bodies as they tanned and frolicked. It was this man's dream come true!

As eager as a kid in a candy store, Logan walked the beat of Camphoreon's beach. The ladies, they bounced around in tight bikinis. Small seaside shops offered fresh meals, most with pretty little waitresses. It was heaven! But where to start? Where to go? What to do!? There was so much to explore and so little time.

He rested a hand on a lamp post, watching the women walk by as nonchalantly as possible. All the while a cool grin on his face.

As the young man's eye scanned the golden sand, something lime green and curvy caught his eye. A smirk crept onto his lips and he chose a pokeball from his belt, secured to his trunks. The Blazkin and fireball print accented his toned muscles. Now to put on the charm. He released a rather irked Pidgeotto who snapped at Logan and began to preen his feathers. "Armon!" He patted the bird pokemon on its wing, "You know what to do."

Armon wasn't too eager at the moment, but he reluctantly took to the sky as Logan flagged down his target. With a graceful swoop he flew over the girl, low an a bit threatening, before landing in front of her and cocking his head to the side. "Geooooot?" He fanned out his impressive wing span.

Logan, in mock surprise ran over to the bird between them. "I'm so sorry!" His expression was stern as he turned to Armon. "I just loose track of this one sometimes." He turned back to the girl, walking a bit closer. "I hope he didn't do anything..." This time, his expression faked concern as he looked her over. "Good, it doesn't look like he did anything." He beamed brightly at the young woman.

Armon scoffed in the background, beginning to preen himself once more.

Logan pried his eyes away from the young woman in front of him. He sized up her impressive pokemon with a smile. He turned back to her, acknowledging her question, "Oh, I found him not long after I came here." He smiled. "We met in this city." His hands fumbled with the back of his head as he made small talk with the young woman. "I'm Logan by the way. I'm glad there was no harm done." He smirked, holding a hand out to her, "And this little incident allowed me to meet you." He faked an awkward smile.

Too busy making himself pretty to notice, Armon was caught off guard by the electric mouse. He went down, the blast caused his feather to poof out. He was more upset with his preening gone to waste. He launched a Sand Attack at the 'Chu snapping his beak in anger.

"It's nice to meet you Samantha." He smirked, "May I call you Sam?" His smile grew genuine, as he talked to the girl. He did his best to ignore the scuffle going on in the background with his bird pokemon and one of her pokemon. Armon wasn't going to cramp his style while he still had a chance to talk to this lovely lady.

Armon hissed at Gizmo, snapping his beak at him again before taking to the sky to avoid the horrible pest. He did not want to battle right now. He'd much rather sit on a perch and preen himself. Pretty much any free time he had, Armon would be preening himself.

"That's a shame!" Logan's expression turned sour. "Ladies should be treated as precious cretures. Only using the highest praise." His watched as Sam addressed her pokemon. He clicked his tongue at the distraction, walking over with her. Armon was still up in the sky circling them. "I guess you train your pokemon well?" He smirked, getting Armon's attention and calling him down.

He petted the bird pokemon when he landed. "I can hardly keep this on under control. Let alone the others." Granted he was being modest, he had trained his pokemon well, but they could still be unruly. "Is that one yours too?" He pointed to the Croconaw that hung close to the little group.

"I bet it doesn't compare to mine." A thorough mess it had been. From his proud, cocky bird pokemon to his over protective Absol, he couldn't find an end to the wonderful personalities that could make his life miserable.

"What brings me here?" He thought for a moment. He surely couldn't tell her his true reason, to ogle the ladies in their skimpy clothing. "I came here to relax." She smiled wide, "but also to get a little training in." He really hadn't planned on the latter. He assumed he would be more occupied chasing tail that fighting battles. "What about you?" He questioned her back. "Did you come for fun in the sun?"

Logan glanced at the bird pokemon behind him. "Maybe if I hadn't let him out of his pokeball..." He shook his head and crossed his arms. "I swear, he's more trouble than he's worth." Armon tilted his head toward the sky and gave a stout 'Pi' to make sure Logan knew he was listening.

The man ignored his pokemon, "He eats a ton and doesn't like to cooperate." He ran to hide behind Kofuku as Armon kicked up sand behind him in protest. He leaned in close to whisper in her ear, "And all he does is preen himself all day~" He chuckled, stepping back from her slightly. Armon simply huffed and puffed himself up.

Logan took a few steps back. 'Was she blushing? How cute.' He smirked at the girl slyly, "I don't take him to the beach all the time ya know. This was sort of spontaneous." He laughed, brushing the sand from his trunks. He decided that he could get a little fun out of this girl.

"So why are your cheeks all red?" He put a hand on his chin. "Did I invade your space?" He smiled, "I'm sorry if that made you uncomfortable." He wanted to laugh and tease the girl, but he had no idea how she would react.