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Beau Monde [r]


On the road, far from home.
But you don't have to feel alone
Brave and strong, together we will be
We can change the world if we try

~ ♫ ~

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Elite Five HQ, Sinnoh
Early Morning

A Swellow glided across the morning skies of Sinnoh. A chilly wind spurred the bird forth, towards a snow-tipped mountain in the horizon. Below, the waters of route 223 glistened in between floating chunks of ice, coloured a vibrant blue by the recently illuminated sky. Every now and again, a Mantyke would surface to greet the dawn, rippling the Swellow’s reflection before returning to its home under the waves. Somewhere far in the south, thick clouds filled the sky, promising another layer of snow come noon.

An hour or so later, the Swellow slowed down. It flew past the mountain hosting Elite Five’s famous battle areas and made its way to Route 224. Once a wild area accessible by trainers, it had since been turned private for the Elite Five. Various facilities dotted the landscape, while still leaving room for the native grass and bug types to prosper. Most were out of sight at the moment; snow had taken over the yard, and the Pokémon had found their winter home in the large greenhouses built at the northern end of the route. But it wasn’t them the Swellow was interested in, anyway.

It landed on the sill of an open window. Head turning in curiosity, it peeked inside to see if it had found the champion’s quarters - only to be instantly startled off-balance by the loud, violent scene unfolding in front of it.

“You think you’re tough?!” Sawyer demanded, holding his victim down on the ground with one arm. His hands were covered in blood, with some smeared onto the floor and the front of his shirt, but he seemed to not really notice. “Well you ain’t gonna be when I’m done with you!”

He pulled back his other arm, tightly gripping the sharp object in his hand - then violently jabbed it down. It missed its mark, and was therefore not enough to subdue his adversary. Sawyer narrowed his eyes. “What, you’re still resisting?! Take this, you fucker!”

Unable to bear watching the mess, the Swellow took wing. It landed on the back of a chair near the human and chirped loudly to try and draw his attention. Sawyer payed it no heed, so the Swellow tried again, and again, until---

“What!?” Sawyer finally spat, turning around angrily - only to find a Swellow, jumping at his words. He instantly lowered his volume, anger turning into remorse. “... Oh. Shit, sorry, didn’t mean to-- startle ya. U-uh, hol’ up, I got some grub for you.”

He stood up and walked to his cupboards, giving the Swellow a better view of the mess he left behind. On the ground lay Sawyer’s unfinished project, a mess of fabric with knitting needles sticking out every which way. A sewing kit's contents were spread on the ground next to it, making it clear he didn't really understand the difference between sewing and knitting, or the equipment needed for each. His progress seemed to have been halted by his inability to get the string through the eye of a needle.

What he had been working on, it was impossible to tell. It looked like some sort of a scarf, but only in the most generous definition of the word.

“That? Yeah, don’t... tell anyone about that, alright?” Sawyer’s hands were still bloody, pricked full of holes by sewing needles. He washed off what he could before picking up the jar of Pokémon food; only the freshest wounds bled a little still.

He threw handfuls of food onto the ground, then gestured towards the bird. “Right, c’mere.”

The Swellow jumped off the chair and hopped over to peck at the food. Sawyer slowly knelt down next to it, noting the tube fixed onto its leg. “That for me, buddy?”

The bird reached into the tube with its beak and pulled out a rolled up paper. Sawyer thanked the Pokémon and stood back up, reading the letter over carefully.

“Oh shi-!” He glanced at the Swellow, “Dude, we got work!”

The Swellow gave him a look that loosely translated to ‘I’m not your dude and I already did my work. There’s no we’ then continued pecking away leisurely. It had a point, so Sawyer directed his excitement elsewhere.

“I gotta tell the others!” He grabbed his phone from the table, only to realize it was out of battery despite being still attached to the charging cord. Huh. Now why would that... Oh. So that’s why. Following the cord, Sawyer found a handful of Joltik gathered around the socket, wiggling their little bums as they soaked in the electricity flowing through. He didn’t have the heart to tell them to stop, so fine, no big deal, he’d just go and tell the others in person.

He scrambled to the bedroom, a task easier said than done. His house wasn’t exactly in the cleanest state of things at the moment. Baby Pokémon toys lay scattered about the floor, with Pokémon themselves occupying the darnest places. He had to hop over a Munchlax passed out in the doorway, and when he opened his clothes closet, a pile of Igglypuff rolled out along with most of his clothes, giggling to themselves. He was just about to bend over and try to fish out what he needed, when a giant Bewear wrapped its paws around him for a hug. Poor thing had a chronic hugging problem. He was a work in progress, still.

...You know what, change of plans.

Sawyer struggled his way to a velvet case with six Pokéballs, and grabbed them all. Not only would he never be able to leave the room in a timely fashion, he realized that... he probably shouldn’t go wake the others up personally. Three of them were girls, and there wasn’t a single deity strong enough in the world to compel him to go visit a girl’s room alone. And he did not want to be anywhere near Jasper’s goddamn ghosts. He figured Ash would’ve been safe enough a visit, but... he really didn’t wanna run into a twerking Illumise first thing in the morning, either.


“Come out, I got a job for you!” he called, throwing the Pokéballs in the air.

His team materialized around the room, and Sawyer gave them a collective nod. “Right guys-” he caught Gleam giving him the evil eye and quickly appended, “and girls, I need you to get the others for me, okay? Oh, wait, you need notes. Uh, Spook, grab the paper. Tangy, pen. Gimme a sec.”

He did the best job he could writing five identical notes with a Bewear weighing down on his spine, then sent his team to venture out.
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Jasper Harcourt
Jasper's Room – Elite Five HQ
Early Morning

A piercing ccreeeaaak echoed around Jasper's bedroom as a ninetales prodded the door open with her nose. Two dozen pairs of eyes shot open to stare at the intruder from every inch of the bedroom. Jasper snored lightly in the middle of the room, completely oblivious as Sawyer's poor pokemon took a cautious step forward. The ancient chandelier's six candles burst into flame as soon as she had fully entered, and the door blew shut behind her. A hundred-year-old chandelier would seem a weird décor choice until you realized whose room you were in. The bedframe was similarly ancient-looking, but the actual mattress was clearly very comfortable, as Jasper didn't so much as move as a flurry of will-o-wisps began flying from every corner, destined for candles perched around the room. The gaudy wallpaper was easier to see with the dull candle light. Highness bravely took another step forward. The wooden floor creaked and the eyes followed her movements as she approached Jasper's bedside.

When she was mere steps away from her destination, a small purple demon materialized from the floor, leaping up with a loud cackle – the other ghosts took this as a cue and one by one joined in on the fun, screeching and swooping down at Highness. Jasper was so used to this alarm by now that he blinked and slowly sat up, more curious than startled, even when Pixel leapt into his alarm clock and set it off as loud as it could muster.

Jasper's blurry vision sort of registered an unusual large white creature near his bedside before it screeched “NIIIIIIINE” and a chilly whirlwind fitting to the pokemon of a champion ripped through the room. “What the - ?!” Jasper shielded himself pathetically with his comforter and recoiled until he tumbled off the other end of his bed. A large dusknoir appeared in front of him and summoned a protect while the other ghosts retreated back into the walls, peering out in fear as Jasper's room was transformed into a winter wonderland.

Eventually the blizzard ceased, leaving behind an eerie silence. “...Zrrt! Good morning, boss!” Pixel's voice echoed near Jasper, apparently having swapped from the clock to Jasper's cellphone.

Jasper sighed, causing his breath to materialize in steam in front of him. “Is that Highness? I swear to Arceus, Sawyer...” He stood up, feeling snowflakes falling from his ceiling, and smiled at the white blur at the end of his bed as he fished for the glasses he prayed were still sitting on his bedside table. “Hey Tentales, quite the welcoming committee I have here, huh?” he said lightheartedly. He found his glasses and put them on, rubbing the frost off the lenses – and a ninetales with her teeth bared around an envelope, tails flared, and eyes glaring murder at him nearly made him fall over again. “U-uh, okay, okay, it's okay pretty girl, uh, what have you got there, beautiful? A letter for me?”

Highness spat the letter into Jasper's hands and turned sharply around, parading out of the room with her nose held high.

There were a few moments of silence, and then the ghosts reappeared, a chorus of anxious screeching filling the room again. Jasper patted them comfortingly as they gathered around him. “It's okay girl - no I know it's not your fault – yes, yes I know Dante started it, he always starts it – it's okay - ”

Zrrt! So, what does the note say, huh?”

“Ah, right.” Jasper unfolded the note, finding a hastily written instruction to meet the others at the gate in forty-five minutes, else he'd be a “loser”. Jasper flipped the note over, looking for clearer instructions, then reread it. “Maybe he wants me to proofread it for him," he joked. "Dang, Highness is gone, isn't she? Wonder how long ago Sawyer wrote this...” Jasper yawned and walked to his closet. Well, guess it was time for work.


After the initial shock had worn off, Jasper was really wishing he could have had a few extra hours of sleep. He was supposed to have a free morning today, so he'd stayed up for some midnight training. The ghosts loved it, and he couldn't blame them. There was nothing like battling under a full moon on a clear night. He'd shown up at the gate apparently too early, since nobody else was there – damn lack of timestamps; he must have overestimated how long it took Highness to work up the courage to enter his room. Guess she wasn't as much like her trainer as he'd thought. So he yawned and sunk to the ground in front of the gate, his black travel mug clutched in both hands. It wasn't going to be enough caffeine. Pixel floated in front of him in his smartphone, scrolling through the news for him. Jasper tried to absorb the words, trying to figure out the reason he was here right now – he was at least pretty confident Sawyer wouldn't dare prank him.
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Ashley Prince
Training Fields @ E5 HQ
Early Morning

"Oh no you don't!" Ashley yelled out under his breath as he was running across the outlines of the battlefield, reacting to Reyna the Yanmega's sudden silvery white glow as her speed increased. "Yan yan" The Ogre Darner mocked back as she darted forward with the aid of her Speed Boost ability, flying close enough to the ground to whip up a dust trail. Ashley stopped and held his arm over his mouth, coughing into his sleeve as he caught his breath and watched Reyna disappear to the other side of the field. It was early in the morning, and Ashley had been up for about an hour and a half already, spending most of the time here on the field with his pokemon. From the sidelines, he would see Mothra and Missy having an argument of sorts, while Bacon, Petra and Ace were with him on the field, catching up with him ever so slowly. Todays agenda would be mostly stamina training, though he planned on having mock battles later on if time allowed for it.

"Keep it going, you guys!" he said as he exited the field to go sit with Mothra and Missy, almost tripping over Bacon as she slithered past him at surprising speed. He walked over to where the other two pokemon were positioned and sat down, stretching his legs out and breathing heavily. Reyna joined him shortly thereafter, having cheated her way to be done with her laps early. She sat down on the ground a few feet in front of him, resting her wings on the ground as she basked in the morning sunlight. Soft snoring could be heard shortly thereafter.

Glancing up at the sun as it was rising, something in the sky caught Ashley's attention. small at first, it eventually came closer into view until he saw that it was, in fact, a Whimsicott drifting down on the fair morning breeze. This wasn't just any ordinary Whimsicott however, as it was also wearing a pale blue T-Shirt with the face of a differently colored Illumise on it: Missy. It wasn't unusual for Scott the Whimsicott to spectate Ashley's training sessions, if only to catch a rare glimpse or 7 of the famous Missy. Today however, it would seem he had left his orange Missy Foam Finger at home, having traded it out with what seemed to be a letter? Ashley covered his eyes from the sun as he squinted.. Yep, definitely a letter. From Sawyer maybe? What measly excuse did the slacker have for ditching out on training today.

Preparing to catch the Whimsicott as it floated towards him, he was greeted with a thud in the face as the pokemon dropped the letter to him, completely ignoring him as he tried to stick his superhero landing in front of Missy, who in turn looked very unamused, quickly turning her attention back to Mothra, who didnt even seem to have noticed his landing. That pokemon never seemed to give up on trying to impress Missy. Ashley tried communicating to the Whimsicott but kept getting shut down, and decided to focus on the letter instead. It had his name written on it in Sawyer's easily recognizable handwriting. Opening the letter, it said for him to meet up in 45 minutes, despite not having a timestamp on it. Flipping the letter over in hopes of finding one, it became clear that - nope, it could be 45 minutes, could be 15, could be an hour ago. Ashley walked over to the bench and picked up his phone to check if he had gotten any messages from Sawyer but.. Nope.

Behind him, Scott tried his best to make a casual approach to Missy, casually inserting himself into her and Mothras conversation, if you could call it that. While Missy was quick to shut him down and act all high and mighty, you saw that she secretly liked the attention. Mothra, on the other hand, did not. Being twice the size of him, she took to her wings and started producing a powerful wind, thus catching him adrift and blowing him away in the direction he came from. A soft "Coooooooot" faded out as he disappeared from sight.

Showing up at the meeting place, he could see a tired lump of Jasper hunched down next to it, sitting comfortably on the ground with what looked like a travel mug. He looked very tired, and contrasted his own energetic mood. Needless to say, he was there early. "Morning Jasper, long night?" He knew Jasper often trained at night, making seeing him awake at this time a rare sight. Not really knowing how much time they had left, Ashley pulled out his smartphone and began sending noted to his assistant back in Galar, who were in charge of organizing and managing his schedule. No time goes to waste, after all.

Monster Guy

Fairy type Trainer
Melissa "Mimi" Shannon
Mimi's Room – Elite Five HQ
Early Morning

Unlike her other Elite Five Companions, Mimi was still fast asleep. She had never been one for waking up early. It just didn't feel natural to get out of the comfort of the soft warm bed before your body was ready. She was still tucked in comfortably into the pink sheets of her bed, cuddling with Shaana, her Musharna. The Psychic type Pokemon was spewing Dream Mist all over the room showing various images of whatever they happened to be dreaming about at that time.

Spook the Mimikyu nervously set foot into the room. He looked both ways and navigated through the pink mist. All the while seeing images of Mimi and Shaana frolicing through a field of flowers with cupcakes that had cute smiling faces on them reflected in the mist.

Finally the ghost type got onto the bed, and saw the pink haired girl was still sleeping. He gently poked her with one of his ghostly arms.

And got no response.

He poked her again, and all she did was mumble something incoherent, and then turn over.

Spook shook his head frustrated that this girl would not wake up. He poked her repeatedly multiple times from different angles, while shouting "MIMIKYU!" as loudly as he could.

Finally, Mimi sat up, stretched her arms out, and yawned loudly. Frightening Spook, and causing him to jump. "Oh, is it morning already?" She looked down, and only then did she notice the Mimikyu standing on the bed next to her. "Oh hey, you're one of Sawyer's Pokemon. Now, what on earth are you doing in here?"

That was when Spook pulled out a piece of paper from underneath his costume, and handed it to Mimi. Then, he jumped off of her bed, and hid under it before the Musharna woke up.

Mimi giggled, then read the note to herself. It said something about meeting at the gates in 45 minutes, and they'd be a loser if they were late. Blah blah blah. "Typical Sawyer..." Mimi threw the letter on the ground, and immediately went back to sleep. forty-five minutes was plenty of time to catch some more Z's. What could they possibly have to do this early? If she was late, well she was late. The other E5 members were no doubt used to this by now.


Eventually, Mimi arrived at the meeting place, with Shaana in tow. She had spent most of the time sleeping. Then when she was finally ready to wake up, she got ready, dressed in her comfortable clothes, and had a small breakfast. When she casually sauntered in, she was well past the forty-five minute deadline. She knew it too. All the others had gotten there already and it seemed like she was the only one they were waiting on. Mimi waved to everyone. "Oh gee, am I late? I guess I'm a loser then." She said nonchalantly and shrugged her shoulders. "Oh well!" She wasn't at all concerned about the looks the other members may have been giving her by wasting their time being late. She felt like a they needed to learn to chill a little. Especially Ashley. He did too much.

Mimi sat down on the ground, against a nearby tree, and Shaana sat on her lap. "So, why have you summoned us here, O great and wise champion?" She giggled at her own sarcastic comment, then shut her eyes and fell asleep before she could even hear the answer.
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Camilla Jimenez
Elite Five HQ - Aviary
Early Morning

Camilla heaved a great sigh while she stood and admired her hard morning’s work. She was at the aviary today, spending time helping with upkeep and refilling the feeders. A small flock mixed with Staravia and Fletching was scarfing down on the seeds she just got set up and more flying types were on the way. Satisfied, Camilla motioned to Attila who was dragging the last of the feed bags into a locked room; wouldn’t want the birdies breaking in and eating the whole stash. He trotted over with a big grin on his spidery face. Chuckling, she gave him a pat as she sat on the bench and pulled a Joltik off her shoulder. It chirped happily and scuttled around in her hand. She scritched his back and smiled. It was a good morning.

While usually she simply enjoyed these mornings at the aviary with only Attila (and a handful or two of Joltiks) today she decided to let out Leo and Spartacus to wear themselves out a bit. The Luxray and Jolteon could run around the large enclosure chasing each other and the various wild Pokemon until they were panting. Then the group could return home and enjoy a restful day. They had been training a lot recently and earned it. Camilla even planned to go out later this night with some friends for drinks. Then again, there was just this feeling she had that she ought to clear her schedule for the day. Things were going far too smoothly for all her plans to pan out as she was hoping.

Sure enough, Leo and Sparticus came zooming around the corner barking on about something. Then Camilla heard a familiar Pokemon cry she wasn’t expecting. Zuzu, Sawyer’s, Azumarill was charging after her Pokemon with a playful smile, hers with mischievous looks of their own. Spartacus let the water fairy tackle him while Leo jumped on him from behind. They rolled around the ground a bit and Attila looked on indifferently. He was perfectly comfortable curled up beside his trainer with a couple Joltiks climbing around his torso.

“Alright alright you three, that’s enough. What’ve ya got for me Zuzu?” Camilla got up and waved at her wards. Leo jumped up to attention and sat pretty. Spartacus looked ready to play some more, but he looked up at Camilla. Ready to pounce, he held the pose and waited loyally. Zuzu bounded over with a look of excitement and held out a letter.

“Azu-ma~!” Camilla took the note and gave the Pokemon a high five before he immediately turned around to tackle Spartacus again. The two went at it, but Leo looked up at her trainer while she read the note.
yo! we got work. meet me at the gates in EXACTLY 45 mins. your late, your a loser. dont be a loser. be a WINNER!

“Huh, well gang guess we ought to get moving.” Camilla gave a sharp whistle and spun her finger in an upright circle. Spartacus snapped up from his wrestling and sprinted over. Attila popped up and strolled over while shaking off the Joltiks on his back. She returned Spartacus and Attila to their balls, but left Leo out to help lock things up in the aviary.

“Thanks for dropping off the note Zuzu, we’ll seeya later!” She gave the Pokemon another high five then watched it bounce out of sight. She shook her head and mumbled something about too much energy then waved at Leo. The two got to work finishing things up before heading back to her room for her to gather any stuff she might need. Sawyer never was specific enough with his meeting notes.

Elite Five HQ - Gates

Camilla was on Leo’s back when she arrived at the gates. Her Luxray slowed to a trot while approaching where she saw Jasper and Ashely, already there. Seemed like she wasn’t the first or last to arrive. And it seemed Sawyer wasn’t here yet. While not surprising, she really wondered what he was thinking when he sent out that note. The man needed a secretary or something, maybe she’d mention that at the next meeting.

“Hey boys, I see you got your summons as well. What are bets that Sawyer doesn’t show up in the next 30 minutes?” She grinned and dismounted. Then she pulled out a poffin for Leo and gave her a grateful pet on the head.


It's so shiny!
Robin Hill
Elite Five HQ - Orchard
Early Morning

Although Robin had only been a member of the elite five for a few months, she had already been hard at work in solidifying her place in the league and making her space her own. Among one of the first things she changed - or rather added - to the HQ, was the addition of an orchard. They already had a few berry trees planted, but they were small and not very hardy looking. Robin had quickly set to work in having them dug up and ordering some saplings be delivered from her parents' farm to be planted in their place. That was supposed to be the plan, but much to the surprise of her fellow elites, she had managed to convince her parents to lend them an extra Miltank to help around the orchard as well provide them with a steady supply of Moomoo milk.

Robin had already been up for at least an hour when Gleam began to approach the orchard. Most of her pokemon were currently in their balls, but Chompy and Morty were both out helping her collect fresh berries. It was Chompy who alerted her to Gleam's presence, a faint growl in his throat forcing her to turn around. Sawyer's Hatterene passed her the note to read. As Robin did so Gleam and Chompy exchanged pleasantries, communicating with each other in their respective voices. The Hatterene was perfectly placid and calm until something caught her attention, and Robin noted the strained smile on the pokemon's face.

"Hey, Gleam, you okay?" She moved to ask the Hatterene before the soft "Cuuboneeeee." somewhere near the ground also caught her attention. Looking down she could see Morty approaching. "Morty." Robin said in a warning tone. The Cubone paused, glancing between its master and the Hatterene, clearly conflicted about what to do. After a moment he eased off, but fearing he would kick off, Robin quietly recalled him to his ball.

Robin gave a shrug to the Hatterene before turning to Chompy. "Suppose we better head out and see what Sawyer wants then," She said, the Garchomp grunting in approval. She gave a whistle to summon the Miltank to come over and collect the berries she had been collecting. Once the berries were safely taken away, Chompy lowered himself slightly, allowing for Robin to climb onto his back. Gleam was already on her way to returning to Sawyer by the time they took off into the sky.

Elite Five HQ - Gates

It was a relatively short journey from the orchard to the gates where Sawyer had asked the group to meet. Chompy wasn't the most comfortable pokemon to ride, but after years of practice, Robin was used to it by now. As the two of them landed, Robin watched with a smirk to see how the others would react to her appearing in such a way. Although Garchomp was a pokemon capable of flight, it was rare to catch such a sight, and so to see such a hefty beast flying around the place was a bit alarming to those unexpecting it.

"That's my boy," She praised as she got off his back, giving the Garchomp an affectionate pat. The two made their way over to the small group that had already gathered, appearing just in time to hear Camilla talk about when Sawyer would arrive. "Want to make a bet of it?" Robin asked with a teasing tone, nudging the person nearest to her. "$20 says Sawyer is the last to show up!"

As it turned out, Sawyer was not the one who was last to show up, but rather Mimi was. Robin sighed when Sawyer appeared not long after she did, already working on repaying the bet she owed. She was quick to state she hadn't factored in Mimi as she was yet to grow used to her almost circadian sleep cycle.

When everyone was gathered, Robin, much like Mimi, was quick to ask what was with the early summons. "So, boss, what's with the summons? What job do you have for us?"


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Jasper Harcourt
Elite Five HQ - Gates

Ashley sauntered up to the gate next, and Jasper blearily glanced up as the other man greeted him. “Morning Jasper, long night?” Ashley asked. He was brimming with energy, and Jasper gave him a once over before replying.

“Long morning?” Jasper quipped back. Ashley was a busy guy, and Jasper had no idea where all his energy came from, but it was irrationally irritating at the moment. Morning people were weird. He sipped at his coffee (dark roast, black).

Zrrt! Jasper made us stay out until 2am!” Pixel whined to Ashey from inside Jasper's cellphone.

“Yeah, well, we were both supposed to be asleep right now,” Jasper muttered. “You got any idea what we're doing here? So far my best guess is...” Jasper squinted at the small screen, and Pixel backed up a few notches. “'Local aquarium powers lights with eelektross' – nah, 'Ponyta in Galar born with two horns' – Pixel, what is this website? ...Says there was a rampaging gyarados down south yesterday; they got him though.”

Jasper eventually glanced up from his phone when he heard Camilla's luxray paw to a stop. Shortly afterward there was a loud thud a short distance away from them, and Jasper squinted through the resulting cloud of dust – well, that had to be Robin, but where the hell had that garchomp come from? He could've sworn he saw it fly, but – nah. Nah? Right...? “Hey boys, I see you got your summons as well. What are bets that Sawyer doesn’t show up in the next 30 minutes?” Camilla asked with a grin as she dismounted and fed her steed a poffin.

As if on cue, Robin approached the group and eagerly joined in on the conversation. “Want to make a bet of it? $20 says Sawyer is the last to show up!”

“You're on," Jasper challenged. "Letter said forty-five minutes, and I've already been here for thirty...” Jasper grumbled the last part bitterly. “Also, you guys are all way too awake right now.” He shook his mug pathetically. “Whatever it is you're drinking, I want some.”

Zrrt!” Pixel displayed the clock app on Jasper's phone.“Only been here twenty minutes!”

“Whatever. Point is Mimi's still asleep, guaranteed... and I'm still awake.”

Zrraaazazawwzwwwzwznznnnznznnn,” Pixel let out what Jasper knew was a yawn, but sounded more like a mix between a fuzzy phone signal and a sad growlithe. “I'm tired... and cold... speaking of sleep, gonna go catch some more zzzZZZzzzs, see ya.” Pixel popped out of the cellphone and retreated into his pokeball, leaving Jasper to scramble for his smartphone as it dropped toward the ground. He just barely managed to catch it one-handed, and fortunately didn't drop his coffee in the process. He resettled himself with a grumble of irritation and took a lengthy sip from his travel mug. This was going to be a long day.

Small miracles did happen though, at least for his pocketbook, as Sawyer appeared shortly after Robin. Jasper glared at him as he arrived. “Hey, Sawyer. My bedroom isn't blizzard-proof. You owe me new bedsheets. And curtains. And probably therapy for some of the ghosts.” A lot of people wouldn't dare speak to the champion like that, especially given his appearance and reputation. Jasper was not one of those people. He took another long sip of coffee, then his steely gaze settled on Sawyer again. “Just be glad you don't owe me new glasses.”

There was a considerable amount of time without Mimi arriving. Jasper was unusually quiet during this time, but when he did speak he made it very clear that they were all very lucky he was gracing them with his presence right now. He nearly nodded off again at one point, and begrudgingly decided to stand up to keep himself awake.

Eventually Mimi waltzed casually in like she owned the place, smiling and waving at her coworkers. "Oh gee, am I late? I guess I'm a loser then," she said nonchalantly and shrugged her shoulders. "Oh well!"

Jasper's stare turned even icier than it had with Sawyer. “Oh no, I'm not letting you get away with that. If I have to be awake, you have to be awake.”

"So, why have you summoned us here, O great and wise champion?" Mimi giggled, ignoring Jasper and the others' irritation, and even had the gall to fall asleep against a nearby tree. Jasper muttered something under his breath and turned away, pretending to give up and ignore her. He glanced over his shoulder when the tree Mimi was sleeping against suddenly gained large, red, gemstone-shaped eyes. A sableye – several times larger than normal – leapt out with a loud, deep cackle in front of the sleeping girl. The large sableye then dissolved into the morning mist, leaving behind a much smaller one who leapt eagerly onto Jasper's shoulder.

“Oh, hey bud, weird, how did you get out of your ball?” he asked with false surprise as he scratched the creature under his ear. Dante cackled his response. “Yes, good point, we do need to practice night shade more, what a very useful move that is for... battles.” Jasper looked casually back at Sawyer. “But hey yeah, wonderful question Mimi; care to explain why we're up before the sun today, champ?” Well, technically the sun was up, but it was not nearly high enough in the sky for Jasper's liking.


Sawyer MacCallum
Elite Five HQ - Gates

In the end, Sawyer never did manage to get rid of the Bewear. The poor thing was so distressed by the concept of being left alone that no matter what Sawyer said, did or screamed, it refused to let go. So, feeling bad for the poor thing - and physically unable to escape despite his own considerable strength - Sawyer took it with him. Needless to say, with a three hundred pound bear firmly latched onto his spine, the short walk from his house to the gates was one of the most physically straining things Sawyer had ever done. It took every ounce of strength he had to keep going - and keep himself in one piece while at it.

He arrived to the designated meeting spot several minutes later than intended, ribs squashed under pink paws, shoulder sore from the weight of a cuddly bear head, and legs threatening to give out at any moment. And yet, he forced himself to stand straight as if nothing was amiss at all. The poor Bewear had gone through a lot. He wasn't about to let it think it was hurting him with its affection. Because it definitely wasn't. It was fine. He was fine.

Jasper was the first to note his presence - or at least comment on it. He was bitchin' about bedsheets, curtains and ghost therapy. Sawyer groaned.

"You shittin' me? Highness told me your damn ghosts scared her half to death! They need therapy a'ight - behavioral therapy. Blizzard's just snow anyway, it'll dry out."

... Is what he said, but he'd arrange for those new bedsheets and curtains once they got back. He wouldn't go anywhere near the ghosts though. Just the thought of setting foot into Jasper's room made him shudder. Highness was brave as fuck, and he trusted she had her reasons to pelt the room in snow. Hell, he'd probably do the same!

Noticing the shudder and thinking Sawyer was distressed, the Bewear gave him a 'comforting squeeze'. Sawyer let out a raspy gasp and fell forward, the bear falling on top of him on the snow. Something cracked.

Never mind. He wasn't fine. He wasn't fine at all.

"Oh gee, am I late? I guess I'm a loser then."

What the...?

Gathering what strength he had left, Sawyer got up on all fours, turning to look at the source of the voice. He found Mimi mid-shrug, giving him attitude like some spoiled fucking brat.

Powered by newly found anger, Sawyer pushed himself to stand, Bewear and all. He jabbed a finger in Mimi's direction. "Now listen here you little sh-"

Oh. She... she was asleep.

Sawyer lowered his finger, dumbfounded. A moment later, his hand was already curled into an angry fist though. He couldn't exactly go around punching a small girl, so his anger was left without an outlet - and it showed. Whose idea was it to let an irresponsible little fuck into the team!? Ugh. Fine, whatever, she could sleep there on the ground the whole day for all he cared. The rest of them would take care of business just fine.

"So, boss, what's with the summons? What job do you have for us?"

Speaking of---

Sawyer coughed to calm himself, then turned to Robin. She was the same age as Mimi, but twice as responsible despite being a newer addition to the crew. Just as he was about to reply, though, he heard the all-too-familiar cackle of a Sableye from somewhere behind him. Sawyer yelped, whipping around in startlement. He saw Dante disappear from near a now-awakened Mimi, then climb atop Jasper's shoulder. Jasper was scratching the ghost type like it was a goddamn cat. An ugly, hairless, soul-devouring cat that kept... kept twitching unnervingly every few seconds.

Sawyer suppressed another shudder and looked away.

It took him a moment to remember he'd been asked a question - multiple times by now. "Ri-right. Right! So the reason we're here, that's... I mean, I don't really know."

The impending silence told him it was clearly not an adequate answer, so Sawyer quickly backtracked. "But uh, this dude," he stuck a hand in his pocket and fumbled with the note he'd received, "the mayor of Veilstone City, he's sayin' he's got an emergency in his hands. Urgent shit, promised to fill us in when we get there."

Sawyer grinned. "Willing to bet the city's overrun by thugs or somethin'! Hope yer all ready for some action." He punched his fists together so hard it made an audible clop. "Cause I sure as hell am!"

The punch prompted the Bewear to mimic his action - and smash his paws together a mere inch from Sawyer's face. His entire life flash before his eyes.

There was a wail from the sea. A large pillar of water sprouted high up into the morning sky to catch the team's attention. Its source was difficult to miss: a Wailord with the upper compartments of a ferry built upon its back was drawing closer to the docks. Sawyer nodded towards it. "Looks like our ride's here. Grab your shit guys, we're off."

With that said, Sawyer took a step towards their ride - only for the Bewear to yank him back with a whine. Another attempted step, another failure. Hm.

"Uh. You guys go ahead. I'll catch up."

He did eventually catch up, by running up to the already departing Wailord and hanging onto its side for dear life. Behind him, the Bewear had started waving its arms wildly, chopping trees in half in the process.

They'd have some cleaning up to do once they got back.


Veilstone Docks

They arrived to Veilstone a few hours later. Upon disembarking, a balding man in his fifties practically ran up to greet them. He was both beaming and sweating up a storm, a peculiar combination of worry and relief. He was alone, and what little Sawyer saw of the town behind him, everything seemed relatively calm.

... Huh. Where was the emergency?

"Oh thank Arceus, I've been expecting you!" the man stopped next to the group of five, catching his breath. "I don't know what I would've done had you not come! The police aren't being helpful."

Now they were talkin'! Sawyer crossed his arms. "So what's the emergency, gramps?"

"Why, my niece, bless her heart, she--"

Got mugged? Kidnapped?! They were probably demanding a hefty sum. Dude looked loaded.

"She let her priced contest Glameow out for a stroll, but the little buggers went and ran off! She's been besides herself, they're quick little things, so very difficult to catch. I've told her, she should keep them in Pokéballs, but no! No, heavens, she says it ruins their fur."

... Sawyer was speechless.

Not for long, though.

"So..." his voice was practically trembling from withheld anger, "lemme get this straight. You called us - the Elite-fucking-Five - out here cause your dumbass niece couldn't keep her pets in check!?"

The man looked flabbergasted. "Why-- I wont have you insult my niece to my face! What manner of--"

Sawyer took a step closer, a hair's breadth from grabbing the man by the collar of his shirt and giving him a good shake. "That's not a fucking answer." He hissed.

If it weren't for the intervention of one of his companions, the mayor would've likely earned himself a black eye - and Sawyer a jail sentence. Thankfully, he was accompanied by people both smarter and more diplomatic than him, and so they eventually managed to get the details of their 'urgent mission'.

"... You heard the old fuck," Sawyer sighed, rubbing his temple in exasperation once the man was out of earshot. "There's three Glameow out and about somewhere in town. We can either split up or go in pairs or whatever. But someone," he gestured towards Mimi. "Should go with her."

And he wasn't about to volunteer.

"I'll check out the warehouses 'round here," he added, arms crossed. They were relatively far from the heart of the city, and he needed some time to cool down. And, you know, if he happened to punch a few dents into one of the warehouses, it's not like someone would mind. Right?


Metallic Wonder
Ashley Prince
E5 HQ -> Veilstone City

“Hey boys, I see you got your summons as well. What are bets that Sawyer doesn’t show up in the next 30 minutes?”, a familiar voice rang as Camilla rode in on her Luxray in an oddly elegant fashion. Pulling out a poffin, she fed it to her Luxray who, in turn, seemed happy over the gesture. Before Ashley could respond, however, Robin flew on on her Garchomp. That's right; flew in. Who knew Garchomps could fly? She pitched in 20$ to the now ongoing bet that Sawyer would be the last to show up. While his track record for keeping deadlines were shaky at best, there was no way he would arrive before Mimi did.

As it turned out, the crew had gotten a mission. Or a job. However you wished to name it. As the Elite five they had certain obligations with helping out the people of the region. It was a strange and unpaid gig, to be completely honest, but it got them out there and boosted morale for the inhabitants of the region.
they didn't get briefed on the mission right away, and had to travel to Veilstone city. it was a rather large city; one of the larger ones in Sinnoh. Sawyer seemed clueless at best about the situation to nobodys surprise, really. He then got into a tangle with a Bewear he was looking after, but Ashley's attention were drawn to sea by the loud vail of what seemed to be a Wailord. Was... that gonna be their ride?... Awesome!


Riding on top of a Wailord was everything Ashley had ever dreamt of. He knew people who had told about the experience, and it had filled him with such envy and jealousy it was almost unbearable. Granted, the Pokemon offered a public transportation service, and had been decked out with a large cabin of sorts on its back in order to take passengers safely and dryly, should the weather turn. That being said, passengers were allowed to "explore" more of the giant pokemon, who apparently enjoyed the company and attention and was generally just happy to be there. Because of that, Ashley had spared no time in undressing to his shorts only, and had laid down on top of the Wailords head to soak up some sun on the trip while chatting with his assistant back in Galar. Man.. He would definitely catch and train a Wailmer at some point in his life.

Reaching port, the group was greeted by a balding man who looked older than he probably was running up to them. Almost out of breath, the man seemed way too worried despite the otherwise calm state of their immediate surroundings. Starting to explain the situation, Sawyer got fired up with anticipation. Blame it on Sawyers expectations, or the mayor's poor choices of words, but the reason they had been called out was.. Very underwhelming and honestly it was strange the local police hadn't taken matter into their own hands already. The mission was to reclaim 3 Glameows. Pokemon belonging to his niece, he said.

"So..." his voice was practically trembling from withheld anger, "lemme get this straight. You called us - the Elite-****ing-Five - out here cause your dumbass niece couldn't keep her pets in check!?" Sawyer got worked up. Ashley cleared his throat just loud and obvious enough for Sawyer to hopefully take the hint. He didnt.

The mayor looked flabbergasted and uttered a weak but justified responce regarding Sawyers outburst, but Sawyer got real up and close, gripping him by the shirt and shaking him like a ragdoll."That's not a ****ing answer." He hissed into the poor man's face. Now it was time to do something.

"Hey! Calm down. We're not here to ruin our reputation.. again. Hear the man out." Ashley said, diving down in order to emerge between Sawyer and the mayor, effectively placing himself in between them, glaring into Sawyers eyes with determination equal to Sawyer's rage. He was easily half a head taller than he was himself, but stepping in between Sawyer and his straight road to jail had kind of become Ashley's responsibility, as he was quick enough to dodge Sawyers punches. Well, some of them. He had gotten a good clean fist in the face once trying to stop Sawyer from doing the same to an old man proposing an oddly similar task for them to do earlier in his E5 career, to which Sawyer had been uncharacteristically appologetic and kind to him several months afterwards before returning to his usual self. Well, at least it stopped him in his tracks, and he glared down at Ashley in a way that made his powerful legs suddenly feel gelatinous. No backing down now!

Sawyer did eventually back down, moving away while uttering a few chosen words. The Mayor sank to his knees on the ground with a sigh of relief so strong you could almost see his soul leaving his physical anchor. Hopefully some of the others would look after the poor man. Ashley positioned himself next to Sawyer in case he would try something else, which, luckily for his lower jaw, he didn't.

"... You heard the old ****," Sawyer then sighed, once the mayor was out of earshot. "There's three Glameow out and about somewhere in town. We can either split up or go in pairs or whatever. But someone," he gestured towards Mimi. "Should go with her."

"Sweet you guys have fun with that i'm gonna go look for the Glameows Bbbyyyyyeeeeeeeee". His 'bye' could be heard until he was out of vocal range from the others as Ashley jogged ahead. He did not want to be put on babysitter duties, after all. He had been down that road before, but Mimi had a weird aura that made you sleepy if you hung around her for too long. Stopping by the south exit of the city leading into a denser forest area, he looked around. The city was bursting with life, from street vendors to malls, to fancy boutiques to even more street vendors. Needless to say, finding any Glameow here would be more difficult than finding a nail in a haystack. A strategic way for Ashley to go forth in this mission would be to... "OH MY GOD IT'S ASHLEY PRINCE!" was the last thing he heard for a few seconds when a passerby girl noticed him and reacted accordingly... right next to his ear. The ringing should eventually stop, right?

More people turned around to look at him. It was easy to hide in a crowd, but once you were found out there was no way back. "Oh my god she's right!" another girl exclaimed, earning a pleasant hoot from a Hoothoot sitting on her shoulder. Err... This isn't good. More heads turned. "Is it really him? Is the prince really here?" A young man asked the girl next to him, who nodded in return. People started drawing closer. "Can you sign this for me?" started chanting in his ears. "Sign this for me, my prince?" someone said. No! No way, he had read the fanfics, he knew the kind of people who called him 'my prince'.

"Err.. Sorry i'm on an errand!" he said as he turned around, almost tackling an older man who looked him straight in the eyes. "My grandson is studying magic" the old man said. What did that even mean? Ashley let out a yell and ran for it.

Well, the Glameows were not by the south exit or the market nearby that's for sure. Granted, Ashley didn't get the oppertunity to do a thourough search, as he was now literally on the run from a mob of screaming fangirls, fanboys and fan everything in between. He even saw an Aipon wearing a Missy Merch shirt! Luckily, he was faster than the mob, and after he had gained substantial distance, he took out one of his pokeballs and released his Ninjask, Natsu. Before leaving the HQ, he had made changes to his roster, including his Ninjask and Ariados, while leaving Mothra and Bacon behind.
"Allright, listen here: We're looking for 3 Glameows. Possibly posh-looking. I'll run in this direction. Fly around with your Agility and see if ou spot any. If you do, come find me, okay?" It was a long sentence to take in at once, and Natsu looked thoroughly confused, but nodded in agreement. "Keep a low profile" Ashley said, giving her a pat before jogging off to the sound of approaching fans. Natsu looked behind her, watching the mob approach, freaked out, and was gone in a flash.

Ashley didn't really know where he was now, but the sound of the mob had calmed down for the time being. He found the first public building he could and quickly ran past the automatic sliding doors. Catching his breath, he was met with the sounds of electronics, joyous tunes and "pling" sounds. And Cold hard cash!. Oh, he was at the Game Corner. Looking up the map on the wall, he saw that he wasn't too far from where he had started out by the docks, and that the local Gym was located nearby. There were all kinds of people inside the game corner, and luckily nobody gave him a second thought. They were all there for one specific reason: Likely to get enough coins to purchase a Porygon at the price table. People really liked those Porygons, and by the looks of it, there were several people here that by all means should not be spending an early afternoon at the game corner.

casually wandering around, Ashley threw glances inbetween the slot machines. Glameows were cats that liked sparkly things, right? Or were those Meowth.... Ashley weren't too caught up on all the specific feline pokemon and their likes, but the game corner definitely felt like the right place for one. He tried talking to people in order to ask if anyone had seen a Glameow strut by lately, but quickly got shut down by busy patrons, posh women who thought he was begging for some reason? Some even directed him to the local gym mentioned earlier, likely mistaking his attire of that of a gym challenger, even though only Galar put those uniforms to use for that purpose.

Then he saw it, by the last line of slot machines, located near a dodgy poster with the letter R on it: Sitting on a barstool playing the slot machine was... Galarian Meowth? It was looking at the machine with its silly grin, with a pile of coins on the floor besides it. Well that answers that.. Nevermind that! There, on the floor besides it! The springy tail of what could only be a Glameow was waving softly through the air as the feline pokemon was sniffing at the coins on the floor. It had a bejewled collar around its neck. Ashley carefully approached it. "Hey, kitty kitty." he said, holding out his hand gently towards it. Glameow resopnded by walking over to him, rubbing its head to his leg. Oh, it was a cuddly one, eh? maybe this would be an easy job after all. He crouched down and looked at its collar. It was bedazzled and posh, and had a tag on it that said "The mayor's niece". The group had never actually gotten said nieces name, so this was very practical.

"Heyyy, a lot of people are looking for you right now, and a man nearly got killed because of you." Ashley said in a soft voice. The Glameow tilted its head in confusion. "Can i take you back to your trainer? She is very woried about you." he continued, but got cut off by the sound of someone losing a lot of cash on the slots, followed by what can only be described as a tantrum. A tantrum of fanatic meowing and Metal Claws in every direction. The Glameow nimbly jumped away, but Ashley got knocked back by the losing Meowth, who in turn jumped off the chair and ran off. Collecting himself, Ashley saw that the Glameow had also disappeared.

"Don't worry young man." an old woman said as she calmly walked over to him. "Meowth here has a bit of a temper when he lose. Your Glameow hasn't left the game corner either, i saw her jump over the counter over there by the price tables.". she pointed to a colorful sign saying "Here" with an arrow sticking down. "Uhm, if it is not too much of a trouble for you" the woman continued. "My daughter is a huge fan of yours.." Ashley sighed in defeat.
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Camilla Jimenez
Elite Five HQ -> Veilstone City

Robin showed up shortly after Camilla and took up that bet, followed by Jasper betting on the opposite. Camilla smirked when Mimi was the last to show and quick to start napping. Robin paid her dues while Sawyer announced they were called for help. The details were slim, whether due to Sawyer’s lack of asking questions or the Mayor of Veilstone being vague on purpose, so they were left wondering what the nature of their job was while they hopped aboard the Wailord. Camilla had also noticed the near outburst of anger from Sawyer when Mimi showed up to nap. It wasn’t hard to sympathize with her lack of respect, but his anger management still needed work it seemed.

Sawyer did seem fairly hopeful this would be a big event for them though, throwing out ideas such as the city being ‘overrun by thugs’. Unfortunately, once they arrived, things were very different from his expectations. Once they met with the Mayor, he explained that they were called to retrieve his niece’s three escaped Glameow. This did not go well with Sawyer and Ashley stepped in to prevent the champion from doing something he would regret. Meanwhile, Camilla got the Mayors attention away from the two.

“Yes sir, don’t worry we’ll do our best to address the issue. Don’t mind Sawyer he was nearly killed earlier this morning so he’s a little testy. Could you give us a few more details that could help us out in the search? The more you can help us the quicker we can find them and reunite your niece with her Pokemon.” She flashed a friendly smiled and guided him a step away from the boys. The Mayor elaborated on their general description, the types of treats they liked, what was on their collars, and possible places they could've run off to. Camilla nodded to every detail and told him they would have it taken care of, not to worry.

“... You heard the old ****,” Sawyer said, rubbing his temple, after the Mayor had left. “There's three Glameow out and about somewhere in town. We can either split up or go in pairs or whatever. But someone should go with her.” He gestured a Mimi and Camilla couldn’t help but agree. If left to her own devices, she would probably go off to find a cozy place to nap. She might send off her Pokemon to search before passing out, but there was no guarantee. Before they could formulate any sort of plan though Ashley ran off comically and Sawyer announced he’d go to the warehouses. Camilla could tell his was still fuming and could maybe use a friendly ear while searching.

“I’ll join you Saywer, just in case you scare them off with your bulging muscles. We’ll try to meet up around 4:00 pm, successful or not. Keep your phones close!” Camilla jogged off after Sawyer and released her spunky Emolga, Lozen. She instructed her to glide around and keep an eye on things from above.

“So champ, a little disappointed about the job, huh? Want to talk about it or want to just find something to punch?” Camilla hoped her tone came across well. She wanted to tease a bit, but was genuinely concerned with his frustration.
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Monster Guy

Fairy type Trainer
Melissa "Mimi" Shannon
Elite Five HQ > Veilstone City > Department Store

Just as she was about to catch some Zs, Mimi was awoken by a loud, deep cackle. Then, a larger than normal Sableye lept up at her, causing Mimi to yelp, and completely ruin her nap. Then the Sableye returned to normal size, and jumped on Jasper's shoulder. Mimi glared at the Ghost type trainer, then sighed. That's how he wants it? Fine. Two can play that game. Mimi just sat there stroking her Musharna's head. Pretending to be unfazed.

"Shar..." Shaana opened her eyes, and a small rock nearby glowed with Psychic power. Then the rock floated up in the air, and went flying torwards Jasper's head. Mimi just giggled to herself, but said nothing.

Finally, Sawyer got to the point of why they were all here. The mayor of Veilstone summoned them because of some sort of emergency. Seriously? When Mimi agreed to become an Elite Five member, she thought all she'd have to do was battle some kids once in a while. When did it become their responsibility to solve other people's problems? Isn't that what Gym Leaders were for? Or the Police? Of course, Sawyer was hell bent on finding any reason to beat things up, so of course they all had to be there... Sawyer really needed to learn to chill a little. Him and Ashley.

Then Sawyer summoned the Wailord, and away they went. Mimi didn't particularly like travelling on that thing. She always wondered why they couldn't have taken a yacht. Or at least something more comfortable. The Wailord was more theatrical sure, but where was she supposed to sleep on top of a giant Wailord? Mimi and Shaana tried everything they could to get comfortable on this large Pokemon, and all her efforts rewarded her with getting sprayed with ocean water, and waking right up...

Finally, they arrived in the city and met up with the mayor. There he told them the real reason why they were here. Apparently they were here to search for his niece's prized Glameow. Sawyer was pissed, but Mimi couldn't help laughing out loud. The Elite Five, called upon to save a bunch of cats! You had to admit, it was hilarious. Even Sawyer's outburst was worth giggling over. "Aw, what's the matter SawSaw? Found a problem you can't punch your way out of?" Mimi asked sarcastically while twisting a strand of pink hair between her fingers. Ashley and Camilla went ahead and calmed Sawyer down before he maimed the poor mayor. Mimi had to admit, Camilla was better at this than she was

They were all then assigned to split up and look for the Glameow. Sawyer also pointed out that someone should go with her. Mimi was not bothered by this. "Yeah, that's nice. I'll be headed to the Department Store. If ya need me, you can find me there. K?" With that, she turned around and went to the huge shopping building. Shaana floating behind her. "See ya!"

The Department Store was huge, and filled with a bunch of shoppers bustling about. Finding a Glameow here would be like finding a needle in a haystack. Not helping matters was the fact Mimi had other plans at the Department Store besides searching for someone's pet. The pink haired young woman walked up to the directory, with a map of the whole store. "Now, where should we go first? Hm, I could buy some cute dresses, or maybe I could add a new plushie to my collection. Ooh, but I bet they have nice soft beds in the furniture department." At the thought of this, she stretched her arms out, and yawned loudly. "What do you think Shaana?"

Shaana just nodded and agreed. "Musharna." who then also yawned loudly.
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Jasper Harcourt
Elite Five HQ - Gates

Sawyer complained about how Highness apparently recounted her experience with Jasper's pokemon to him – Jasper stifled a laugh imagining what that would have sounded like. The sight of her tail flared out, teeth bared, and wind whipping around his dimly lit bedroom was still very fresh in Jasper's mind. And Sawyer thought the ghosts were scary? Not that Jasper was about to admit it, but that was one of the best scares he'd had in a while. Dante, still perched on Jasper's shoulder, twitched his head to the side at Sawyer and an odd-sounding growl rattled through his throat as Sawyer suggested the ghosts needed behavioural therapy. Jasper's mouth twitched into a smile and he scratched Dante under the chin. Oh, he was definitely sending Dante to deliver a note to Sawyer the next chance he got. One hundred percent.

Dante tensed, his claws digging into Jasper's shoulder as if he were about to pounce – Jasper glanced over, actually half expecting him to lunge at Sawyer, but instead there was a loud crunch and Dante's large fangs began mashing away at – a rock? Dante was staring eagerly at Mimi's musharna, and Mimi herself was giggling. Jasper put two and two together and rolled his eyes. “You know how much I pay for your premium gemstone food, right?” he grumbled to Dante, then turned to Mimi. “Please don't feed him, seriously, rocks give him gas.” Dante belched as if on cue, and Jasper recalled him to his ball with a grimace.

Jasper crossed his arms and raised a brow as Sawyer revealed he had no idea why he had chosen to get them up at this ungodly hour. He quickly backtracked with a half answer, that it was some sort of emergency in Veilstone City. “Somebody better have died...” Jasper grumbled, taking another swig of his coffee. He was too tired for an emergency, and he was definitely too tired to try and stop Sawyer's bewear from literally killing him. Jasper figured if it hadn't happened yet, it probably wouldn't happen this morning, so walked past Sawyer without so much as a second glance as he boarded the wailord ship.

The sun was trying and failing to break through the thick clouds above them that threatened snow. A chilly ocean breeze whipped through a window left open, and sea spray brushed Jasper's face. The beast began moving, floating up and down rhythmically in time with the ocean's sway. Jasper's travel mug clattered to the ground as a rogue wave lurched the pokemon sideways.

Jasper was asleep within minutes.

He awoke briefly a few times – the first when a freezing wave infiltrated the open window and Jasper hurriedly closed it – but aside from that, cool daylight and (mostly) gentle motion provided an ideal sleeping condition for a semi-nocturnal ghost expert.

Veilstone Docks

Jasper stretched as the wailord docked in Veilstone – hours later, Jasper realized as he checked his phone. “Sleep well?” he asked Mimi innocently. It didn't totally make up for the early wake-up call, but he was feeling a little more alert at least, and ready for whatever emergency came their way. Pixel was quiet the entire trip over, and if Pixel was quiet, that meant all of the ghosts must have slept – thank goodness, they could be hard to control if they weren't in a good mood.

A man ran over, apparently the mayor that had called them there, and Sawyer quickly asked what the trouble was. Jasper blinked as the man explained the scenario, slowly crossing his arms and narrowing his eyes as he realized what this so-called “emergency” was. Luckily Jasper didn't need to say a word, as Sawyer instantly tore into the man for his lack of judgment. He glared at the old man and let Sawyer do his thing – until Sawyer literally lifted the poor guy up by the collar of his shirt and started shaking him. Jasper rolled his eyes and turned to Ashley. “It's your turn to stop him; I did it last time.” And Ashley and Camilla did just that, with Ashley physically stopping Sawyer from tearing the mayor the new one he deserved, and Camilla taking over talking to the mayor.

Giving up, Sawyer seemed to resign the E5 to their task – finding three lost glameows. Was he serious? No way Jasper was getting up next time Highness entered his bedroom. The ghosts could do whatever they wanted to her next time. “A small prayer for the challengers who can't battle us today...” Jasper sighed.

Sawyer strictly instructed that somebody specifically accompany Mimi, then he quickly ran off, clearly not about to be the one to do it – and Camilla hurriedly followed behind. Ashley similarly fled, leaving just Jasper and Robin. Nope, nope, nope. Even with the screaming of fangirls in the distance, literally anything beat having to babysit Mimi, especially after that little stunt she pulled earlier today. Jasper laid a hand on Robin's shoulder, giving the newbie a quick reassuring squeeze. “You got this Robin, go find the cat and don't lose Mimi – easy, right? We're counting on you.” He winked as if this was a joke – it wasn't, it really wasn't – and quickly followed after Ashley. He felt sort of bad leaving Robin to deal with Mimi, but she was a responsible kid – he'd make it up to her somehow.

Jasper slowed down as he came across Ashley being mobbed by screaming fans. “Been in the Elite Five longer than him and I'm a Kalos champion, but alright, sure, apparently invisible compared to the soccer star.”

It seemed like Jasper was talking to himself until Pixel swooped into Jasper's phone and floated over to the mob. The flash setting on Jasper's camera went off repeatedly as Pixel circled him “Zrrrrt, omigOooOoOsh, itzzzzz Ashleyyyy eeeeeeEEE!!!” Pixel screeched and began laughing so hard in his little electronic titter that he started coughing. He floated back to Jasper and showed him the photos. “Think he'll sign 'em if we azzzk?!”

Jasper rolled his eyes. “Probably...” he glanced up in time to see Ashley running away again. “Ugh, seriously? Where's he going now?”

“AshleyyyyYYYYY!!” Pixel screeched and floated madly after him, still possessing Jasper's phone.

Jasper walked leisurely after him, hesitating when Bogglette the shedinja burst out of her pokeball and began floating in a straight line away from them. Jasper watched her for a few seconds, looked back to Ashley, back to Bogglette, then shrugged and let her go. Bogs never got into much trouble – she was probably just following Ashley's ninjask anyways. He had no idea how to make her stop doing that, but it was delightfully creepy, so he didn't mind. There wasn't much point sending the rest of his ghosts out – the thing with ghosts was they wouldn't be able to catch a normal type like glameow even if they didn't end up scaring it further into the city, and Jasper was sure they'd appreciate any extra sleep in the daytime that they could muster.

Jasper followed Ashley into the Game Corner ('okay, maybe today is looking up') in time to see a glameow leaping away from Ashley. Pixel frantically snapped photos as the glameow fled across the game corner, then turned the screen to Ashley, showing off a photo of a wide-eyed Ashley flailing away from a furious meowth that had its claws dangerously close to Ashley's face – complete with the glameow's foot in the corner. “Ashley, Ashley, AshleyyyYYY,” Pixel cooed, “can you sign this pleeeaaazZZZze?!?!?!”

Jasper strutted over, extended his arm out to Pixel, and quirked an eyebrow. Pixel let out one last snicker and popped out of the cellphone, which landed neatly in Jasper's hand. He pocketed it and glanced around for the lost glameow as Pixel circled overhead, grinning. “Alright,” Jasper grumbled, adjusting his glasses. “By the prize tables? Let's just grab the stupid cat and go home.”

Jasper followed the old woman's directions and found the glameow upside down, swatting at a metronome that was on display as some onlookers cooed at “how cute it was”. Yeah, whatever. Jasper slowly reached toward the cat, making a “ps ps ps ps” noise. The glameow looked at him like he was insane, then swatted at his hand. Jasper retracted it with a hiss of pain and lunged toward the cat – who nimbly leapt out of the way and toward a slot machine – which Pixel jumped into and rolled triple 7s, causing a torrent of coins to fly out of the machine and victory lights to flash red and yellow. Oh shoot, that definitely wasn't legal. The glameow skidded to a halt as a waterfall of golden coins fell toward her, but then the galarian meowth from before flew out of nowhere and hit the glameow with a slash, standing defensively over the coins and baring his teeth possessively. The glameow hissed back, raising one claw in defense. “Catfight!” Pixel exclaimed excitedly, his voice ringing in the same intonation as the slot machine's victory bells.

Okay, the mayor probably wanted the cat back in one piece – they needed to stop this, now. “Ashley? What did you do to make that cat like you? Do it again – please – and quickly.”
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Monster Guy

Fairy type Trainer
Melissa "Mimi" Shannon
Elite Five HQ > Veilstone City > Department Store

Mimi decided to do some shopping. First, the clothing section! He was in the changing room trying on a variety of outfits on. The place had a variety for cute outfits for sale! She had pulled a bunch of dresses off the rack, and took them with her into the fitting room. She tried out an outfit, looked at herself in the mirror, then quickly moved on to the next outfit.

She spent a long time in there, that the staff was starting to get worried. An employee walked up to the door, and heard a faint snoring on the other end. "Um... Miss... Are you alright in there? You've spent a long time in the fitting room."

Mimi jumped. "AHH!" Mimi quickly threw her clothes on, and walked out with her purchases. Her Musharna yawned and followed behind her. "Oh gosh, I am so sorry. I train Musharna, and their Dream Mist causes me to fall asleep at the worst times. Haha!" She moved her bangs out of her face. Of course everyone that knew her knew that was a lie. It was actually surprisingly comfortable in that fitting room, and quiet. No E5 members judging her, and she could sleep in peace! She went to the cash register, and paid for all of her new clothes.

After her trip to the clothing section, her next stop was the toy section. The Department Stores usually had a vast collection of cute Pokemon plushies. The Vielstone Department store was no exception. There were shelves and boxes full of Pokemon Plush. Unfortunately, Mimi had difficulty finding anything she was interested in, or didn't already own. There was a large Garbador Plushie, and Mimi had to question who on earth wanted to cuddle with a living garbage bag?

Then there was a Glameow plush sitting on the shelf. It was only then that Mimi remembered that why she was in the Department Store. "Pfft, like hell I'm going to find a little itty bitty Glameow here?" But upon closer inspection of the plush, she saw it's tail moving. Either this plush was robotic, or it was a real Glameow. Mimi sighed. She supposed she should take it and bring it back. Maybe then Sawyer wouldn't scream his brains out for not doing anything useful or whatever... "Here kitty kitty..." Mimi reacheed out her arms to pick up the catlike Pokemon

But the cat did not want to be picked up. She came to life. her fur stood up on end, and meowed loudly. "MEOOOOWRRR!" Then the cat ran off.

Mimi sighed. Now she had to chase the cat. Wonderful. She didn't run too fast. She wasn't about to chase a cat in the middle of a crowded store.

Fortunately, she didn't have to go too far. A shopper caught the cat. A young woman with a dark bob haircut, and she wore thick glasses. "Hey pretty kitty! Where are you going?"

Mimi breathed a sigh of relief. "Oh good, you got her. Can I have the cat please."

"I don't know... I found her first. And as far I know, the rule is finders keepers."

Mimi sighed again. Now she had to go through an entire explanation of the whole situation. Seriously, did this girl not know she was an Elite Five member.

"Tell you what. We can settle this like real Pokemon Trainers. I'll battle you for her." She pulled out a Pokeball.

Mimi raised an eyebrow. This girl really didn't know who she was challenging to a battle? Welp, now she had to teach her a hard lesson. This was good. She had been craving a battle anyway. "Alright. Game on. I'll meet you outside. K?"

Shaana just yawned. "Muuusharna."