[center][color=gray][h3]Leisy Takigawa[/h3][/color]— Feyhollow —[/center]
[color=gray]“Our friend’s street was attacked by some unsavory folk,”[/color] Leisy said, figuring that her words would give Florence an idea as to what she and Ella had seen. Flashing a thankful smile at the nurse at the register, Leisy thanked the nurse and recollected her Pokeballs into her bag, picking one out from the crowd so she could have some company. 

[color=gray]“Long time no see, Naunet,”[/color] Leisy joked as the water-type. Although she was now of a hefty size, the penguin Pokemon retained her enthusiasm and promptly sprang onto her trainer, squawking a happy note. 

Leisy smiled, leaning down to pat Naunet’s head, looking over at the Cutiefly at Florence’s side to make sure all was well. Of her Pokemon, she’d figured that Naunet was the best choice, albeit a bit overeager. Bidein was already proven to be a fear-inducing presence, and Leisy had no doubt that her dark, broody Laritar-turned-Pupitar would be too. The rest of her Pokemon she wasn’t as well acquainted with as the first three, and Leisy was hesitant to bring any of them out in case they tried something on impulse that frightened the Cutiefly.

[color=gray]“Alright then. Looks like all’s well,”[/color] Leisy said, relieved that the Cutiefly hadn’t reacted too negatively to Naunet’s appearance. [color=gray]“Let’s head over to her owners then — lead on, Florence?”[/color]

The trio of trainers made their way over to the location indicated by the mission request, and Leisy watched with interest as the Cutiefly fluttered over to its owners, who were half-running with joy. [i]How could someone bear to tear such happy families apart?[/i] she wondered, frowning.

[hr][hider=Leisy’s Pokedex]
[b]Rank: [/b]Skilled
[b]Organization: [/b]Helping Hand Guild

[b]TP:[/b] 184 +1 +1(HHG bonus) +3(sunrise) = 189

[b]Inventory:[/b][list][*]Pokeball x 2
[*]Greatball x 2
[*]Rare Candy x 2
[*]Twisted Spoon
[/list]
[b]Pokemon:[/b][list][*]Bidein “Dei” ♂ — Fletchinder (23)
[*]Naunet ♀ — Prinplup (23 +3(sunrise) = 26) 
[*]Devinco “Devi” ♂ — Pupitar (34) 
[*]Cassia “Sia” ♀ — Ekans (3) 
[*]Tyrus ♂ — Gastly (5)
[*]Animo “Nemo” ♂ — Sewaddle (2)
[*]Unnamed ♀ — Purrloin ( 4) 
[/list][/hider]
[@luckyblackcat]
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[center][color=lightsteelblue][h3]Cillian Weiss[/h3][/color]— Zephyr Strip —[/center]
[color=lightsteelblue]“That’s one enthusiastic Pokemon, if I’ve ever seen one,”[/color] Cillian said, laughing as he looked at Juana’s Togepi. At Juana’s mention of the Box system, Cillian perked up. [color=lightsteelblue]“I’ve always wanted to meet one of the designers — I hear they live all over, and many trainers have met them without even knowing it! Do you suppose we’ve secretly met one?”[/color] he asked, only half joking.

At Juana’s question, Cillian grinned. [color=lightsteelblue]“Went to check out one of those sleek windmills around the place. Meant to take pictures, but ended up catching two Pokemon instead,”[/color] he said, flourishing the two extra Pokeballs on his belt. [color=lightsteelblue]“A Magnemite and a Rockruff — enough to send me into Skilled-rank territory.”[/color] The Bulbasaur at his side looked at his trainer, unimpressed.

[color=lightsteelblue]“Don’t worry, Mitti, I won’t forget about you,”[/color] Cillian teased, laughing. [color=lightsteelblue]“Promise.”[/color]

Realizing that he had being a tad too boastful, Cillian recovered himself by opening up the conversation. [color=lightsteelblue]“So, what about you two? Any exciting stories? And when’s the train to Tefan by the way — is it running late?”[/color]

[hr][hider=Cillian’s Pokedex]
[b]Rank: [/b]Skilled
[b]Organization: [/b]Helping Hand Guild

[b]TP:[/b] 156 +1 +1(HHG) +3(sunrise)  = 161
[b]Inventory:[/b][list][*]Pokeball x 2
[*]Rare Candy x 2
[*]Heal Ball
[/list]
[b]Pokemon:[/b][list][*]Hazmat “Haz” ♂ — Charmander (20)
[*]Kelby “Kelb” ♂ — Mudkip (20) 
[*]Decus ♂ — Scyther (12)
[*]Mitis “Mitti” ♂ — Bulbasaur (8 +3(sunrise) = 11)
[*]Unnamed ♂ — Scraggy (2)
[*]Unnamed — Magnemite (1)
[*]Unnamed ♂ — Rockruff (1)
[/list][/hider]
[@silver fox][@toadropes]
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[center][color=indianred][h3]Shanae Eller[/h3][/color]— Ironforge —[/center]
The factory wasn’t very wide or tall, and a person could easily cross its length in less than ten minutes, but in the dark the factory’s roughly two hundred feet diameter felt like a lifetime. The odd metallic clanging and groaning every now and then didn’t help much, only serving to raise goosebumps on the two trainers’ arms. A warm brush on her leg reminded Shanae that she was safe in the dark, and she gave Ebon a grateful smile as they continued farther into the building. 

The trainers continued in silence, their Houndour guide leading the way towards the stairs to the lower level. Per previous discussion, it had been agreed upon that any rogue Pokemon — the perpetrating fire-type or not — would likely have chosen the lower floor as its dwelling as opposed to the upper floor. Not only was it closer to the earth, the bottom floor was also more spacious. [i]Big enough for any large Pokemon that might decide to settle in,[/i] Shanae thought, carefully continuing along the stairwell downwards. 

A rustle followed by a few thumps up ahead caused the trainers to freeze, but silence soon returned. Next to her, however, Ebon let out a warning snarl, and in the darkness some skittering ensued before a Sandshrew emerged from the darkness. Seemingly disoriented by the light, the ground-type quickly darted back under the cover of darkness, chattering as it disappeared. As it fled, a larger Sandshrew emerged, claws long and back studded with rocky plates that jutted out menacingly, flashing its claws warningly. 

“A Sandslash! Wilbur, Metal Claw!” Marvin shouted. Beside him, his Drilbur launched forwards, sweeping wide arcs with its sharp claws. The Sandslash backed up before raising an arm, catching one of the Drilbur’s slashes midair and baring its teeth with a low growl.

[color=indianred]“Ebon, help him out with an Ember!”[/color] Shanae called. Her fire-type sprang up to the clashing Pokemon, opening its mouth and letting loose a small blaze at the ground-type. Hissing, the Sandslash turned so that its rock plating took the brunt of the flame. 

“Wilbur, use this chance for a Mud-Slap!” Marvin called to his ground-type. The Drilbur responded by scooping up a handful of sand with its other arm and slinging it at the Sandslash. 

Sputtering, the Sandslash ducked out of its spot, unlocking its claws from the Drilbur’s. 

“Alright! Now Dig!” Marvin called. Wilbur disappeared into the earth, but the Sandslash wasn’t fazed. Instead, it raised its claws up before bringing them down with a sound “bang.” “No, Wilbur! Resurface!” Marvin shouted as the Magnitude rolled into motion. Cursing, Shanae returned her Houndour.

[color=indianred]“Call him back, Marvin!”[/color] Shanae called to the other trainer as she summoned her Lombre and Lapras. [color=indianred]“I’ll take care of this.”[/color]

[hr][hider=Shanae’s Pokedex]
[b]Rank: [/b]Skilled
[b]Organization: [/b]Helping Hand Guild [Founder]

[b]TP:[/b] 77 +1 +1(HHG) +3(sunrise) = 82

[b]Inventory:[/b][list][*]Pokeball x 2
[*]Great Ball x 1 (mission)
[/list]
[b]Pokemon:[/b][list][*]Ebon ♂ — Houndour (12 +3(sunrise) +1(battle) = 16)
[*]Turris ♂ — Lairon (32) 
[*]Dius ♂ — Trapinch (25) 
[*]Amatorius ♂ — Jigglypuff (15) 
[*]Alcedo “Alci” ♀ — Joltik (6) 
[*]Otiosus “Oti” ♂ — Lombre (14) 
[*]Endymion “Endy” ♂ — Lapras (30)
[hider=Pokemon Reserves:][list][*]♀ — Hoppip (2) 
[/list][/hider][/list][/hider][hr]
145 CP