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[h2][colour=azure] Hail Archer [/colour][/h2]
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[hr]Hail blinked at the newcomer. His eyes scanned the stranger's.... unique costume for a moment, and a smirk spread across his lips.

Now there was a recognisable face. It was the loud fire hazard guy from the first round of the contest. He'd given a performance to remember to be sure, if a somewhat reckless one with what happened near the end. But, what was life without a little bit of danger?

Or, potentially a lot, in his case.

It surprised Hail to see him here, but his response came easily nonetheless. [colour=lightcyan]"An argument would imply some kind of equivalence. This is just–"[/colour]

[colour=thistle][i]"Esp."[/i][/colour]

[colour=lightcyan]"Irrelevant. I suppose we should head off to the stadium now."[/colour]

And without any further words, he did just that. As much as he would have liked to investigate what exactly had gone so wrong for the SS Lugia, this simply wasn't the time to do so. There was no telling how the passengers would react if things got any worse—and he believed they would—so he had to stay with them, at least for now. Ghast would hopefully be able to provide a clearer picture once he returned.

Speaking of the Dragapult....

Ghast floated silently, invisible to the world.

He watched the masked trainer recall his fallen Pokemon and observed the security officer approaching two others.

[colour=teal][i]"Draaag...."[/i][/colour]

His mission complete, the Dragapult turned and floated away, making his way back to his own trainer.

Sai noticed Ghast's presence long before Hail did, and the Espeon filled in her trainer while the ghost-type remained unseen.

[colour=thistle]"Esp. Espeon."[/colour]

Hail was quiet for a moment as he processed the information.

[colour=lightcyan]".... Is that so? A masked trainer? Well, then, it looks like we have some uninvited guests,"[/colour] he muttered to himself, narrowing his eyes.

[colour=lightcyan]"I wonder...."[/colour]