Walk Walk Fashion Baby {Leo&Jasper}

This place always seemed so depressing when it came to the ever clinging fog. It doused the city in a heavy humidity and made Leo feel as though he couldn't breathe properly at all. Like his lungs were filling with fluid rather than precious oxygen. Which begged the question, why was he here?

It was a complicated tale involving his excitable joltik, a map and rapid banging motions on the dull print of 'Valedge' with the insects little nubblets. He didn't feel like delving too much into detail but long story short, yes, it had been Scruffy to decide the duo's next course of action; and why Leo found himself weaving his way through backstreets he still found himself wondering what the pokemon had so desperately wanted to return here for.

Of course this place did hold some sentimental significance to the boy. It had been on these very streets that he encountered the joltik currently hiding stealthily in his hood while the human traversed through the throngs of people whenever they made for the more populated streets. Instinctively weaving through crowds and avoiding collisions with eyes overshadowed by his bangs. He was easily overlooked when he kept his eyes hidden as he'd come to discover. But looking at the ground had it's downsides.

Bang!

"Son of a-!" The pain that rattled in his head was enough to make tears spring to his eyes. With an 'oof' he landed back harshly, barely having enough time to balance himself with his elbows while his brain felt like it was tap-dancing around in his skull. Splayed on the concrete he aggressively nursed the area of contact; trying to ease the damn ache. "The hell! Watch where you're going you stupi-".

Leo just stared. Of all the people in the city he hadn't expected to run into a kid. But that didn't catch his attention more so than his mop of stark white hair. He couldn't have been much older than Leo himself, or younger. He couldn't really place an age; he was never good at that. But the familiar look of fear and anxiety he had in his eyes, coupled with the shouting of an older male growing steadily closer - it didn't take a genius to know he was running from someone.

"C'mon!" In a nanosecond decision he motioned to grab the boy's hand in a vice grip and drag him further into the alley. He didn't live here but he knew the back streets well enough. Intrigued and miffed by all the commotion Leo's little yellow companion perked his head out of the fluff of the teen's hood to blink curiously at the stranger.