The Three Swordsmen...
Cobalion walked into the house he shared with the other Swordsmen, Terrakion and Virizion, He glanced at the couch and found said two watching the news. Team Plazma was in the headlines, again.
"Rotten punks.." Terrakion growled, as Cobalion put his jacket on his hook. "This is the third time this week." Terrakion was buff, most would call him a 'jock' but nicer. He had his brown Jersy on, the numbers, 42 on it and his brown Jym shorts. Terrakion's brown hair was combed back and his sideburns looked receltly trimmed up.
"Aye, we'll have to step in soon, Cobalion." Virizion said, "At least help in some ways or another..." Virizion was in all green, green jacket and pants, but his butten up white shirt could be seen under the buttened jacket, which was buttened at the waist. He pushed a strand of his green hair out of his face, Virizion could eaisly have been mistaken for a woman. "If we don't it may get out of hand."
"No." Caobalion said. "If we interfear now, we will have to again and