[center][h1][color=bc8dbf]Rachel[/color] and[color=8882be] Eria[/color][/h1](the ghost type gym leader)[/center]
[center] [color=bc8dbf][h2]Kraterdesh Gym[/h2][/color][/center]

[color=bc8dbf]"Eria, you don't understand. The place was absolutely bustling with ghost types-And [i]before[/i] you start reminding me that places like that [i]always[/i] house ghost types...This place had spectral torches everywhere, but no spirit gate! This wasn't just any ruin, and honestly, Lan's insistence just confirmed that."[/color] Rachel exclaimed. She hadn't even started on the topic of the sealed door that barred her access before.

[color=8882be]"Well, it certainly sounds interesting. I could consult my research notes on the area, but as I already told you the only recorded ruin there was explored decades ago. If you're absolutely sure that this isn't the same ruin, I might have to give it a visit myself...perhaps without our colleague's knowledge. I can't really make this a priority right now though, I've just found a lead involving Kraterdesh's origins."[/color] Eria replied. Rachel grinned, she knew bringing this up with Eria was the right call. Truth be told though, she had fully expected Eria to have the place fully documented or at least have some notes.

[color=bc8dbf]"Well if you're considering going in person...I should probably mention a few points of interest."[/color] She said before proudly producing her notebook and showing Eria her sketches. The pokemon drawing from the marker in the cave caused Eria's brows to raise considerably, something that only grew more intense with every sketch Rachel showed her. The lock mechanism from the door was the final straw.

Eria made a few swift motions on her Pokenav and grabbed a nearby rucksack filled with supplies. Rachel perked up before Eria gave her a glare. [color=8882be]"You're not coming."[/color] She said sternly.

[color=bc8dbf]"W-Why the heck not? I found the place and brought it to your attention, if any-"[/color] Rachel's indignant complaint was stopped by Eria's glare.

[color=8882be]"Two gym leaders going would attract the attention of a few less than savory individuals. If that pokemon sketch is what I think it is, and this place is what I'm theorizing...Team Noble, whether they're a serious threat or not, can [i]not[/i] learn of its existence. You need to tell those trainers that you explored with to keep their mouths shut."[/color] Eria said completely serious as she headed for the door.

[color=bc8dbf]"And you'll tell me about it later?"[/color] Rachel asked, sounding more like a wounded puppy after her friend's tone. She understood the potential severity of the situation...at least she thought she did.

[color=8882be]"Every single detail."[/color] Eria replied, her tone and face softening into a light smile as she walked out the door.

Rachel sighed and collected her things. Before she left and got back to trailing her brother she sent Amber a message through her Pokenav relaying the potential significance of the cave they had explored and how it was imperative that none of them spoke a word of it.

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[center][h1][color=8493ca]Ray[/color] and [color=d3d3d3]Ganjon[/color][/h1](the wandering steel type gym leader)[/center]
[center][color=8493ca][h2]Naran[/h2][/color][/center]

[color=d3d3d3]"Team Noble just set up three more tournaments around the region, Vareena and Mesalon have seen several more amnesiacs, let alone the appearance of that rampaging Aerodactyl that Lan dealt with the other day! Team Noble is getting bolder and our other gym leaders, yourself included, insist on just waiting for them to make their move before we take action.[/color] Ganjon berated Ray as the latter stayed unmoving in his lawnchair.

[color=8493ca]"I don't insist on doing anything Jon."[/color] Ray said unamused. [color=8493ca]"What are you saying we should do, raid these tournaments? Savken did that months ago and despite being the 'Venerated Dragon Master' all he accomplished was making the public even more afraid of him. Other than that, these guys bury their tracks better than the good guys in old spy movies."[/color]

[color=d3d3d3]"Y-yeah, but we clearly can't just sit back and do nothing! You're psychic, maybe you can-"[/color]

[color=8493ca]"Gonna stop you right there. It doesn't work like that, I'm not a clairvoyant or a medium so I'm not about to start getting premonitions of the future from ghosts or anything like that. I tried to dig into the minds of the tournament organizers Sav 'apprehended' but those guys somehow blanked themselves harder than a lobotomite."[/color] As nonchalant as Ray was acting, he had to admit he was a bit worried about those fledgling trainers from Mesalon. He'd worry about his sister...but truth be told he couldn't really imagine a situation in which she'd be in much danger. He made a note to check in on Sophia via telepathy in a few days to see if she'd made any progress.

Ray sighed before teleporting away from his current conversation. Like always with the fittingly hard headed steel type gym leader, the discussion was going nowhere.