Indigo Samson
Ils attrapent le Régime dès le crépuscule. Ne dormez pas sur un sous-chien. En marchant dans le clair de lune, Indigo et son Nidorana traversèrent la campagne en direction de NYC, où l'activité avancée du Régime était signalée dans tout le pays. Ils s'étaient entraînés assez longtemps, et il était temps de les frapper là où ça faisait mal. L'attaque d'un camp aussi important nécessitait une force majeure, mais Indigo avait perdu le contact avec les forces rebelles il y a longtemps. Il devrait le faire lui-même. Indigo marchait debout, léger des pieds, talon à orteil. Les bâtons n'ont pas cassé sous les pieds, mais il était impossible d'éliminer tout bruit lors du port de chaussures de robe. Il n'avait besoin de rien pour se cacher, car l'obscurité était leur camouflage. M. Nidoran, qui était dans son pokéball à l'heure actuelle, s'affrontait beaucoup comme Indigo. Pas besoin de son supplémentaire.
Leur voyage les conduisit à des arbustes particulièrement lourds. Indigo passe à travers la mer verte des brindilles et des feuilles comme il le pouvait, mais il était impossible de ne pas être entendu dans une centaine de mètres environ. Il faisait trop de bruit, le régime pourrait se rapprocher de lui maintenant. Paranoïa s'est installée et Indigo a décidé de s'asseoir un moment pour dissuader quiconque pourrait être à l'écoute. Juste au cas où, il a serré son pokéball serré, les dents grincent et les yeux fléchissant autour de la forêt dim. Il n'y avait que de rares faisceaux de lumière, mais il devait encore s'inquiéter d'être reniflé.
Name: Indigo Samson
Description: Indigo stands tall at 6' 4", with square, black lenses and hair so dark it almost has a blue tinge to it.

Age: 22
Personality: Indigo is a tactician above all else, mentally plotting out conversation, battles, and everyday life tasks alike. His observational way of thinking has kept him and his pokémon safe from the Regime, though it has cost him some of his humanity at times. Up to this point, he has not risked his own skin for the life of strangers. He fears capture or worse if he were to attempt to save another's life from the Regime. More importantly, he may lose Maximilian if he isn't careful. He regrets the decisions to remain unseen when strangers were being held captive by the Regime, but remains vigilant to his code in order to continue fighting. He is often kinder to pokémon than he is to people, feeding rations to estranged or wild pokémon from the palm of his hand. Given he had the supplies and time, he would like to establish a pokémon ranch far into the country, away from the struggle of the times. But he regretfully realizes this is a dream that will likely never be in his lifetime. Perhaps he can make that future possible, though, through his actions. Indigo stands stalwart in the face of the oppressive Regime, and would never bow to them under any circumstance.
Background: Indigo knew little of the ways of pokémon by the time he set out on his adventure, only one pokéball in his possession and a belief that if he weren't to stand, the Regime would march over not only every revel but every person in the land. The town he grew up in was forced to bow down; Indigo was only able to steal a pokéball through sheer luck and inattentiveness of a rookie guard. Now he strides onward driven, a single pokémon in his possession, a more powerful ally than any he could hope for. Indigo insists on keeping Maximilian within his only pokéball to protect him from surprise attacks by the Regime.
Pokemon Name and Nickname if applicable: Nidoran♂, nicknamed Maximilian
Pokemon Background: Maximilian was in the back of a Regime convoy when he was discovered: caged, malnourished, but still friendly to the young, approaching Indigo. He was the product of a ruthless yet inattentive officer squadron. Indigo quietly undid the hinges of the cage as the guards had made a stop, and the Nidoran♂ willfully leapt into Indigo's arms. Upon their escape, their bond was eternal, and the two have usurped the Regime's tactics to this day. Where Indigo is the brains, Maximilian is the brawn.
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