[center][h2][color=C10F0F]𝑭𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕 '𝑱𝒆𝒅𝒊' 𝑯𝒖𝒏𝒕[/color][/h2]
May 12th, 2020, Paris, France[/center]

And so here they were, in the City of Lights of all places. As he wandered around, looking around for a place to eat with a decent looking hamburger, Forest remembered that his girlfriend back stateside had wanted to travel the world, starting in Paris and ending in Tuscany, a trip he only agreed with because at some point, they'd be going to Ireland. Still, as he finally found a place and placed his order for a bacon and ham cheeseburger, he decided he'd leave the week in Paris out and simply memorize the name of the place and say he found it on Google or something. While he waited, he pulled out the Pokeball containing the Paras he'd caught four days prior. After they'd gotten back to the Russian HQ, he'd begun working first on gaining it's trust, which he'd already started getting when the crab realized that he'd been released in a much warmer climate.

Now, as Obi-Wan appeared in a flash of red light, the little guy was happy and healthy, the food that the ex-Guardsman gave him having helped him get stronger. [color=C10F0F]"Alright buddy, you ready to add another friend to the team?"[/color] The mushroom-toting crab chittered an affirmative. [color=C10F0F]"Good. Soon as I'm done, we're heading off to the woods."[/color]

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As the sun was setting, the pair found themselves out in the heart of a nearby forest. The groups' Pokemon assistant had authorized the two to search for the unknown bug type but with a reminder about when to be back. It was dark by the time they decided to rest, at around 8:36 pm local time. As they snacked on some sandwiches that Forest had bought before heading out, they saw it, the bug type that had yet to be ID'd. Paras was already carefully moving forward as Forest stood, a hand drifting towards another Pokeball, even as he scanned for local predators. [color=C10F0F][i]We gotta be careful with this...[/i][/color]

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Obi-Wan, Paras Male-Level 8
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[center][h2][color=E37915]𝓙𝓪𝓼𝓸𝓷 '𝓑𝓵𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻' 𝓒𝓸𝓷𝓷𝓸𝓻[/color][/h2]
May 12th, 2020, Paris, France[/center]

The news that they would be going to the place he had appeared, and admittedly decided to call his home away from home, was pleasantly surprising. He and his team spent the time before they left preparing, getting in contact with the appropriate authorities to make sure that Prankster could fly freely. Once they were there, aside from the Sycamore's announcement, he was in the streets, speaking with the locals about problem Pokemon. The first to deal with were the Togedemaru causing trouble in the industrial area.

When he came across the other trainer with the Duskull, she was confronting a group of factory workers who were asking for her help. He himself had dealt with several of the larger, more troublesome of the Pokemon, but from the way she was willing to simply leave it for the more than likely frustrated workers to deal with. And that didn't sit right with the bladesman, who approached with Slayer in tow. [color=E37915]"Vous y! Où est votre contremaître?"[/color] The worker who'd just been speaking with the female trainer looked to him before pointing to a larger man who stepped forward.

[color=SteelBlue]"Je suis le contremaître. Qu'est-ce que tu veux?"[/color] Jason pointed to the unconscious Togedemaru.

[color=E37915]"Qu'as-tu l'intention de faire avec ce Togedemaru?"[/color] The foreman looked at the unconscious creature then back at the sword-carrying man before grinning darkly.

[color=SteelBlue]"Nous avons l'intention d'y faire face à notre façon. Est-ce un problème, formateur?"[/color] The sword on his hip came free an inch, the sunlight glinting off the steel.

[color=E37915]"C'est, en effet, un problème, mon ami."[/color] Gallade stepped between the slowly recovering electric type and the crowd of workers, who began to mutter amongst each other and back away from the trainer and their foreman. [color=E37915]"Vous allez simplement le regarder jusqu'à ce que les assistants du professeur puissent le ramasser. Ou,"[/color] the sword came free the rest of the way and Jason held it to his side, clearly practiced in using the blade, [color=E37915]"vous allez vous trouver quelques chiffres."[/color] The anger that had been building on the Foreman's face vanished when he realized that the Pokemon World native wasn't joking around and, after a moment of sputtering and self argument, as well as discussion with some other workers, he relented.

[color=SteelBlue]"Très bien. Voulez-vous au moins laisser un Pokémon pour s'assurer qu'il ne s'échappe pas ou causer des problèmes?"[/color] Sheathing his sword, the swordsman nods before releasing Lucky from his Pokeball.

[color=E37915]"Je vais. Heureusement, mon Lucario, restera jusqu'à ce que le Pokémon a été récupéré."[/color] Turning to Lucky, he points at the Togedemaru. Content, the group heads back inside and the sound of work resuming echoes out an open door and the windows as he explains to Lucky what was to happen. [color=E37915]"Lucky, keep this guy here until Professor Sycamore can send someone to get it. I've already pinged our location to the retrieval team, they'll be here in ten minutes. All the same, watch the workers and don't hesitate to put any of them on their butts who get wise ideas. Stay safe buddy."[/color]

Grunting and nodding the Lucaria sits next to the Togedemaru while Jason approaches the female trainer, Slayer at his side. [color=E37915]"And you. Did you even stop to think what those men and women would do after you walked away? Or are you too concerned with getting back up to your personal par to care?"[/color] Granted, Jason himself wasn't any kind of activist and wasn't going to make efforts like this often, but knowing how frustrated and desperate these workers were to make the outages stop from talking with one of the factory owners earlier in the day, he couldn't let them get ahold of one of them while they still held ill will.

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Slayer, Gallade Male-34
Gaia, Absol Female-34
Crunch, Gabite Male-34
Tracer, Kabuto Male-34
Prankster, Skarmory Male-34
Lucky, Lucario Male-34
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