The young man made way through the crowded streets- He was quick, but cautious; like he was expecting someone he didn't want to suddenly peak around the corner with a net and drag him back. The future Pharaoh was cloaked, his distinct hair hidden by hood, and his distinct gold style hidden beneath light-tan clothe. Sure, he was to be a ruler one day, but that didn't mean he needed to not be a kid -now-. It was boring... remaining with his guards and the rest of the royalty; not able to enjoy this city. and all the people that had shown up to watch this pokemon tournament like his family had.
Speaking of pokemon, Atem spared a glance to the top of his head; where his Sableye held on for dear life. What's the worse that could happen, he could defend himself from any trouble anyway.
Speaking of pokemon, Atem spared a glance to the top of his head; where his Sableye held on for dear life. What's the worse that could happen, he could defend himself from any trouble anyway.