[center][h2][color=E37915]𝓙𝓪𝓼𝓸𝓷 '𝓑𝓵𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻' 𝓒𝓸𝓷𝓷𝓸𝓻[/color][/h2]
3:32 PM Paris, France March 20th[/center]

The trip up to the mountain range outside Paris had been interesting, especially as he watched Prankster enjoy the mountain skies during the drive, where he could fly without concern. Crunch and the Skarmory hadn't been thrilled about being separated from their trainer during the drive up, but after he explained there wasn't another way to do it yet, the pair had climbed into the second van without issue. None of the team had liked waiting in a separate room, but they had done it, once again at the behest of their trainer.

The meeting for Jason had been...informative. Even now, as he watched his Pokemon train together, minus, of course, Lucky, who continued his vigil for wayward threats, specifically the confused wild Pokemon who's cries echoed out on occasion. He had been shown videos of how they were adapting and how this world's wildlife were affected and he was...concerned. He knew for a fact that there were Legendary Pokemon out there with incredible powers that would raise hell on this world if they choose to. And he could only hope that they hadn't come over as well. As he thought, Tracer approached and nudged him. "Kabu?"

Jason chuckled and nodded. [color=E37915]"I'm alright, Tracer, just...thinking."[/color]

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[center][h2][color=C10F0F]𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕 '𝑱𝒆𝒅𝒊' 𝑯𝒖𝒏𝒕[/color][/h2]
San Francisco, California USA, 9:29 AM March 16th[/center]

His interviewer's attitude, his effort to be disarming about it, put the former Idaho National Guardsman on edge. In his experience, if they didn't want you to be worried, they'd go out of their way to make sure they showed no outwards signs. Still, as the questioning came to an end, he wondered if his distrust of the man across from him had been unfair. He'd not done or said anything that Forest hadn't expected after all. When he turned the computer around, the young man watched the videos with disinterest, waiting until they were over to give Jacob a dead pan expression. [color=C10F0F]"You're kidding me, right? These same videos, with different Pokemon, are all over Youtube, Twitter, Facebook, all of it. Sure, it's disturbing watching them eat our wildlife, but at this point, I've seen it."[/color]

When he mentioned one more thing, Forest expected some kind of question about what his life goal if he became a trainer was, to reiterate and see if anything had changed. Instead, the wall to the right vanished after the flash of a red light, revealing a-[color=C10F0F]"Holy shit, is that a Kingler?!"[/color] As much as he wanted to rush forwards and touch the crab-Pokemon, his stepdad's dad was a crabber, and he had run afoul of a few crabs growing up and fishing, so he wasn't overly eager to put himself willingly in the reach of a crab that could snap him in two.

The Pokemon itself slowly approached him, and after a moment of judging the man in front of it, spoke. "Kingler?" Forest grins and reaches out, patting it reassuringly.

[color=C10F0F]"It's alright, buddy. I won't hurt you."[/color] The Kingler seemed to relax and even nuzzle his hand.