United One

 Now back in Nimbasa, and free of the bird/dragon swarm that was on prior, Jack seems to have toned down from his particularly... Odd. Mood from before.

He's lucky that Yuusei didn't see that really, but either way.

"Oii oiiii...." He's perched sitting on a bench not far from the contest hall at the moment, looking his pokemon over. "You got big too fast," he grumbles somewhat, looking to his now Solosis. "All of you."

The crowd of pokemon merely chitter or rumble in amusement, and as a few of them gravitate toward the Contest entrance he stiffens. "AH- OIII OIII, WHERE ARE YOU GOING-!"

If it's all good with them, he'd rather not go in there. Lots of people in there. Just because he's finally come to grips with 'this', doesn't mean he enjoys getting stared at.

[[Note: any threads not involving Ryoji and Hazel will come BEFORE THEM in terms of Chronology, as the end of that thread is going to involve Jack passing out. YAY.]]

 [Jack isn't so much here because of the contests so much as the fact that there were supposedly no birds. In addition, the whole flair of the city apparently makes him stand out much less; despite being almost entirely black with the occasional glowing marker at least. Unfortunately, there was one dragon in particular that was also considered a bird.]

[And that bird happens to be the one which loves sitting on people.] GET OOOOOOOOOFF!!

[Anyone in the city likely heard that- perhaps saw it too. There are dozens and dozens of swablu following him around right now, either clinging to his arms or the tail of his coat.] OFF OFF OFF!!

SwaaaaAAAAAA

BluuuUUUUUU

I SAID GET OFF! [Ahhh, but they obviously aren't listening, and if anything are quite eager to remain in his presence. Finally, he appears to have had it.] RRAAAAAAAAAAAGH!

[FLOOF! Wow Jack, those are really nice wings you have there; his arms are suddenly a rather large pair of feathery wings, and each wing is at least 11 feet long. He easily takes off for the skies, convieniently forgetting one thing...]

SwaaAAAAAAAAAAA~~

[Swablu fly too.]

OOOF-!

[And a pile of swablu on his back is more than enough to knock him out of the air, explaining the scene most will see either in person or on transceiver. That is to say, Jack, wings and feathers ruffled, under a pile of overly cheerful swablu.] Dammit...

[note- Jack's still plently full size despite what the icon implies, ahahahah]