Malachi, Solomon, and Cleo were in an area desiganated for Argentians with bird pokemon. Cleo was atop a perch above where Malachi sat and Solomon sat beside him on the floor. Around them were fellow Argentians merry making and gossiping. Some from his company back in the capital and many many others from the surrounding cities. Malachi and his pokemon arrived early so they were in no hurry to eat. They mixed and mingled, but mostly people watched. Malachi looked around giving hopeful smiles to the inexperianced and uncofortable, and dissapointed frowns to the judgemental and overzealous. He was just glad to get the chance to make a change. Atlas needed it, bad. Malachi was eager to hear what the Emporor had to say and prayed to Lugia everyone here agreed. 

Just as that thought finished itself Malachi's stomach grumbled. "Guess I'm hungry afterall" He mumbled to himself with a chuckle. He looked around him on the table to see what there was offered. The sushi and tempura looked good, and the exotic delicacies intrigued him, but what caught his eye was the whole roasted stuffed alomomola. It was a specialty from his home village and he hadn't had it in years. With a salivating mouth he stood and walked to the platter. Thankfully it hadn't been touched yet. "Good. More for me and the gang." He said under his breath as he picked up the platter and utensils. He took back to his seat and made plates of the vegetable and berry stuffed fish for his partners. All three of them happily ate as they waited for the Emporor's announement.