A young man wondered around the city known as the Rose Garden carrying his pipe as if it was a cane walking along weaving between people and getting knocked down by people, into other people or into the building or objects (such as trash bins, benches and lamposts) as the world walked people looking past him as if he wasn't there as they couldn't see him and those who could see him would be forgetting he even excisted within the next few seconds one they looked away. He sighed taken out a two pictures one of which being one he took in a photo-booth with the purple haired girl he met back in Oak Town deciding to become partners and becoming his first friend who could actually see and remember him and wasn't a talking toad or a Celestial Spirits that dressed up in a maid out fit asking for punishment, the second was a simple mark of a moon with a somewhat jagged triskelion symbol given him to by Gamaken who had then already placed it on his the back of his own vest and the left shoulder of his jacket telling him to find someone with the same marking as on this picture and that they would give him more information on guilds.
The young man sighed as he sheathed the pole as if it was a sword by a loop of fabric on the back of the long black jacket he wore with a buckle on the left sleeve, underneath a blue shirt and vest, a frilled cravat, and a simple belt holding a pair of loosen light-blue pants with black boots. He young mans cracked his fingers that were underneath his pair of brown leather gloves before pulling down the rim of the large black top hat that had a pair of cyan goggles over the band in attempt to keep the sun out of his eyes as he placed the picture of his friend in his pocket and focused completely on the guild mark trying to find someone who had this mark on them and just hoping they would be like his friend and be able to see and remeber he excisted.
The young man sighed as he sheathed the pole as if it was a sword by a loop of fabric on the back of the long black jacket he wore with a buckle on the left sleeve, underneath a blue shirt and vest, a frilled cravat, and a simple belt holding a pair of loosen light-blue pants with black boots. He young mans cracked his fingers that were underneath his pair of brown leather gloves before pulling down the rim of the large black top hat that had a pair of cyan goggles over the band in attempt to keep the sun out of his eyes as he placed the picture of his friend in his pocket and focused completely on the guild mark trying to find someone who had this mark on them and just hoping they would be like his friend and be able to see and remeber he excisted.