"Well that and I doubt Mewtwo would be able to stand the neighbors, he kind of has a somewhat low tolerance sometimes." Sakura nodded "Plus they like their privacy."
Trak considered releasing Twoey, but decided against it and just followed Sakura to a grimier part of town, with older row-homes and more than a few renovated warehouses and former factories, all advertising loft apartments.
Runaway was clutching Trak's arm and following closely. He had Hypnoker's pendulum hanging around his neck like a pendent. He looked at the others walking the streets, one tattooed man with a mohawk strolling down the sidewalk with an Ekans draped around his shoulders. Compared to the previous lot of nicely-dressed Madison Avenue socialites they saw in downtown, this was definitely a poorer and noticeably tougher district.