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Personality

Douchebag-like, Quiet, Sarcastic, Man of "little words", Realistic, Highly aggressive.

What He Does

- Complete hacker - everything he does is with his computer; from most communication
- Not necessarily a Pokemon trainer, but has six strong Pokemon: Haxorus, Charizard, Scolipede, Arcanine, Lapras, Kabutops ; Outside: Joltik

What you need to know

- Extraxi's real name is Tacitus. His mask and code name is Extraxi.
- He rather listens to his surroundings than communicate.
- The only time he talks is when Vero or Vires is around.
- During nights Extraxi is more of an outdoor person and likes to lounge around under a tree under the vast night sky.
- When hungry Extrax is only ever seen with a chocolate bar in his mouth. No one has really seen him sit down and eat a meal.
- He dislikes fashion but his clothing consists of the Falcon logo trademark of the company, a black hoodie, black converses, black ripped jeans, and Kei Belts.
- When strongly angered or very surprised, his spines pop out. But it is rare that his spines pop out, since he is always alert.

Story

A cold breeze snuck into the area, flirting with his red-and-blue locks, but Extraxi could not be bothered. He hunched over his laptop a bit more and continued to do his work. It was his favorite place: a calm spot in the outdoors nestled underneath a tree that had fallen a long time ago by some forgotten storm or other calamity. A small creek snuck by underfoot, but up on the rocks, he was safe and dry and generally content.

No one was about to bother him, precisely as he liked it.

His eyes flashed across the screen, and he sought out small weaknesses in the code he was hacking. Or attempting to anyway. At the moment, he felt like he was searching out a nonexistent needle in the haystack. His mind processed different possibilities: had the system updated, and the code was just slow to follow? Why wasn't it working like it should?

The normally stoic Extraxi let out a small sigh of annoyance. It was the only visible display that he was bothered, and it was quickly covered up as another breeze tore through the area.

Along with the wind, though, came a sound that was soft, but out of place. He shut the laptop and tucked it securely behind one of the rocks. He inclined his head and listened for the direction again, aware of the wind's ability to play tricks and hide the origin of a sound.

CRACK!

It was a distinct mistake, a clear breaking of a twig underfoot. He hunched over slightly, curling into himself to make it harder for the observer to locate him. Pulling up his black hoodie slightly, he closed his fingers around the cold, familiar plastic of a Poké Ball. Beneath his fingers, he could feel the quiet hum of Feraligatr's excitement, his eagerness to go. Extraxi frowned slightly; as this was a quiet spot for him, he didn't want to have to battle. But his reaction would depend on the intruder.

If only he could locate him.

Keeping as still as possible, Extraxi tilted his head slightly, waiting for the watcher to make another misstep and reveal his location. His vigilance was rewarded with the slight shifting of pebbles, and Extraxi reacted instantly.

Climbing swiftly up over the rock, he threw himself up on the fallen tree and raced toward the end, where he came face to face with...

"Vero." He let out a small, barely noticeable sigh. And, with a slight shift in his body language, that was all Extraxi needed to communicate he wasn't going to respond violently.

"Aw, I was hoping I could sneak up on you!" Vero's voice was slightly disappointed. "But then I got my stupid sandal stuck on one of these roots..."

Extraxi watched as Vero untangled himself, before he leapt down back to his original spot. Vero settled up on the log, letting his legs dangle down, and he observed his friend. Although Extraxi and Vero had been friends for so long, Vero still had a hard time reading him.

Extraxi back down, and pulled a chocolate bar from the pocket in his hoodie. As he ripped back the paper, he heard a low chuckle from Vero. Glancing upward, he saw Vero pull a silly face and remark, "Man, it's a wonder you don't weigh, like, a thousand pounds. I've never seen you eat anything other than chocolate."

Vero's observation was met with a cool gaze and sharp crack as Extraxi sunk his teeth into the chocolate.

"What are you doing here, Vero?"

“What’s the matter?” Vero winked, and Extraxi could tell that Vero was amusing himself. “You know I can’t go a day without picking on you. You were hardly around all day, and here you are, sulking about in the woods.”

He shook his head, and flipped his hoodie up over his head. It had gotten a bit cold tonight, but he mostly wanted to communicate to Vero that his sarcasm was not appreciated at the moment.

Vero sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "I just wanted to check up on you. You're so quiet, you know? Is everything okay?"

"I'm fine."

Vero studied Extraxi carefully, and Extraxi used the moment to pull his laptop back up, so he didn't have to meet his friend's gaze.

"Vires wanted to come to, but he was preoccupied tonight."

"Hmm."

"Do you want to be left alone?"

He didn't answer immediately. Extraxi didn't mean to be so cold or standoffish, especially not to people like Vero. But communication was difficult. He would easily respond to an e-mail, which he could do on his own time, without having to deal with someone face to face. But if he had to be around people, he just preferred to sit and listen to his surroundings.

Vero understood. He knew that. Vero also worried, and he knew that too.

So, while he could spend the night alone, maybe...

"You can stay. I'm going to keep working on this computer problem, though. Tell me about your day."

He could almost feel Vero's smile, and the atmosphere lightened. He turned back to his laptop, and just let Vero talk, letting his lips turn up slightly at particularly amusing stories.

And slowly, the night melted away to dawn. And with it, so too did his feelings of loneliness.

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