[Marik happens to be walking along the route, headed back into Goldenrod. On his shoulder is a Yamask and waddling next to him is a big toothy Gengar.
It's not the guy himself or the pokémon that catches his attention but the baseball bat. The fact that things deemed as weapons in this world are either inaccessible or dull very quickly. He pauses, giving Shigaraki a look over. It's probably foolish to stop next to someone with a bat but... Marik's never been one for good decisions.]
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It's not the guy himself or the pokémon that catches his attention but the baseball bat. The fact that things deemed as weapons in this world are either inaccessible or dull very quickly. He pauses, giving Shigaraki a look over. It's probably foolish to stop next to someone with a bat but... Marik's never been one for good decisions.]
Everything alright? You seem... annoyed.