[Spruce]

I was just about to say something to John when Kamina, his normal energy recovered, ran, er, no, slithered towards my fake at full speed shouting 'FLAME CHARGE!', knocking the ditto several feet away from me, and apparently somehow knocking it out in one hit. I was going to attack the grimer again, but apparently M had that covered as he caused an explosion, one that I wasn't fast enough to escape from, which seemed to finish off the grimer. "Well..." I finally manage to say, coughing afterwards. I then continue with "That was... different. When did you learn explosion, M?" Of course, given M's relative lack of damage, I had a hard time believing that he actually used explosion... but... that was kind of the only way to do something like that, right? M said something about Celes apparently attacking our client, who was now hiding behind a nearby rock, but I didn't see her do that. I then walk over to where John was hiding, and the first thing he did was scream at me, followed by a question "Is... is it safe out there?" I nod, and he shouts "You guys are CRAZY! What do you think would have happened if I didn't hide behind that rock, huh? HUH?" I only say "Well... um..." and he continues with his spiel about how we shouldn't let enemies near our clients, and how we should keep him safe while still following behind me as I continued through the swamp, the smell killing me now more than the enemies were, (un)fortunately. This jolteon either lost his ability to smell, or was too excited to care, as he was, for some reason, after his lecture (which I only paid half-attention to), whistling, as if nothing was wrong here. Of course, there were a few enemies, more specifically, a gastly, a solosis, and a shuppet nearby, and I honestly hoped they couldn't hear him.
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[Anthony]

The purrloin's eyes darted between me and my teammates, as if looking for some way out, but, upon apparently not finding anything, he eventually says "He said we'd be on the top, you know... the best in the thieving business, and I was, and still am ready to believe him. He says he's never lost a victim, or a fight, so I know that if I was gonna team up with any thief, it'd be him, with his spotless record and free gummis," obviously Martin was lying again, after all, I was there when he lost that fight against myself, and my new team. "Spotless record, huh?" I mumble after I hear that, and the purrloin, with his big ears nods, and says "Yeah, spotless. You wouldn't know anything about that, right? I mean, you lost that fight against him, remember?" I had to assume that Martin told this purrloin about that fight against me, but, obviously left out some key details... such as the name of who actually won that fight. I was about to say something, but the purrloin went on "Man... Martin's my hero! He stood up to not one, but TWO rescue teams after his only teammate betrayed him. Yeah, that's right, Martin took on those punks ALONE! I just... any thief who can do that... it brings a tear to my eye," I didn't feel like saying anything, with this purrloin seemingly convinced that Martin beat me back in Beach Cave, let alone without help from the local wild populace. [i]Strange how he always seems to get help from pokemon that are native to wherever he is at the moment... I wonder why they leave.[/i] I think as I remember that time when I was a member of his ever-changing gang. It was true even then, with me being the only member who stuck around for more than one 'mission' for whatever reason...
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[Bonnie]

"Oh, welcome to the t-" I start to say to this 'Eralion' character as I hand him a badge, with my sentence getting cut off mid-teleport. Thankfully, I managed to hand the badge to Eralion before William forced us all to teleport, so, he most likely ended up back at the guild with the rest of us. A helioptile was eagerly awaiting our arrival, and she gave us our reward of a hefty 4,000 pokedollars, which I split with the rest of my team, Eralion included. I then recall that horrible dream I had, and first try to say something, but only managing an "Um..." I then finally ask what I was going to, with "Do you... think of me as a... um... friend? Would you actually help... erm... if my father suddenly appeared in front of us, and attacked me?" I sounded somewhat timid, but a dream like that has a way of sticking around with you, especially if it brings up a good point or two. I have, at one point or another, either insulted, betrayed, or otherwise harmed everyone on my team, well, everyone but Eralion, but he's a little too new for that. I honestly didn't expect Eralion to come up with an answer to my question, given that I just met him about five minutes ago, but the rest... I just hoped they could forgive me for all the harm I've caused as a supposed 'teammate' of theirs. Heck, before me, the team just consisted of Samuel and William... and I'm sure they had a better team dynamic compared to all four, er, five of us. They certainly didn't need me on that mansion mission, let alone the one involving Sunswept Plains, and in the desert? I was passed out more than half of the time.