"What about you Naomi...are you trying to do anything...were you bad before?"
Naomi thought about it, and thought about it, leaning back a bit more every moment she thought on the question. Until the girl was nearly bent all the way backwards, looking at the wall behind them, still in thought. Then she gave a shrug. "Dun think I was anything. Good, bad, nothin'. Jus me laying round home s'all. Dunno f'I know what being bad would be." She said before flopping to the side, laying down and looking up at the other two with slightly dull, but still awake, eyes.
Several other trainers had stopped in during the time they were discussing things. A couple of them seemed to notice the group and began whispering, though in the small space it didn't do a good job at concealing their words.
"Hey isn't that the people who fought that gang?"
"They are! Wonder how they did it, they don't look like much, aren't gangs supposed to be scary tough?"
"Maybe they were in cahoots with em or something."
"Ack, Starly, no!" The Youngster, having been focused more on his Elekid, forgot to order Starly to dodge out of the way of the Grass type's slow Tackle. "Grrr, you hit one but you won't hit the other!" He pointed at his Starly. "Sorry for letting you get hit but you gotta go grab Elekid on the double!"
The Starly picked itself up from the attack and dove towards the Elekid. It grabbed onto the Pokemon's plug-like appendages and lifted them up and over Rus's attack.
"Haha, can't get me up here! Elekid, aerial Thunder Shock!"
The Electric type charged up energy and let loose a small bolt of electricity at Rus. While the attack would be difficult to dodge it wasn't without its consequences. Starly, having been holding the Elekid, also took the electrical attack and dropped the Pokemon right in front of Po's Tackle.
The Flying type landed on the ground, still conscious, but startled, and, literally, shocked at the turn of events.
Meanwhile the trainer was calling himself an idiot and seemed to be losing his cool. His Pichu, having not got any orders, seemed to be even more distressed and confused as they launched a Thunder Shock...at Poamoo, the Grass type.