[PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN]

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Sun Feb 17, 2013 10:12 pm

Alder chuckled in response to Blaire's remark. If it hadn't been for her injuries, he might have sent the two after Lance and this woman. It would have been a risky thing but neither were shy about challenges. In fact, he wouldn't have been surprised if they both took it as an insult not to allow them to go.

"I would have considered you both, if not for the injuries," he responded with a nod. "It seems there's nothing to worry over however. Turns out, someone who is related to Lance was here. When she heard the news, she volunteered. She didn't spare too many details. Just that he was looking for her to speak with."

Benga scratched his cheek at that. If his grandfather trusted whoever this person was, he wouldn't really question it. The entire thing left him nervous however. There was no telling if one would go rouge for the other side or not.

Though, he had no inkling as to why some would do such a thing.

"As for word from home..." he trailed off. "We're doing quite a bit better than here but it's concerning how quickly Genesis has managed to push their way into some of the smaller cities."

It was unsettling news. Unova was a rather bustling place after all, a lot of people and Pokemon there. If they were being so easily overwhelmed, what of the others? Benga felt his heart drop at the thought and tried to shake it all from his mind.

----[x]----

Layla hummed in response as they began to walk. It really would be nice if the weather held up. As she had said, autumn was unpredictable and could take a turn for the worst in the blink of an eye. She wanted spring to come already though, that in itself was rare for her. She typically enjoyed this cooler kind of weather.

"Oh, of course," she responded as her gaze drifted about. "I'd already planned on it."

Before she had been caught by Genesis, she spent a lot of time gathering information simply to keep one step ahead of them. With her ghost Pokemon, the task became incredibly simple for her. Regardless, she had slipped up anyways, no matter how careful she had been.

Despite her misgivings with going out into the open, she wasn't completely helpless now. She continually had to tell herself that.

She remained silent after a few moments, her gaze drifting about the condition of the city. While not as big as some in Unova, it was still rather impressive. She could only imagine what it must have been like before Genesis' time. It was left in a rather sorry state and there were no short leers shot their way.

"Quite a number of friendly people here," she commented absentmindedly.

It was strange not feeling the need to shrink away but uplifting as well. If this was a matter of reigning in her confidence, she would have very well liked to get more of it. She wasn't as bothered now and part of that fact made her happy.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Sun Feb 17, 2013 11:34 pm

Blaire's brow furrowed and, as if of some accord other than her own, her head tilted to one side. Lance's relative was around and had gone to seek him out? Blaire hadn't even been aware that Lance had any relatives, not ones that would be on the rebel side, anyways. If Alder wasn't going to give out a name then Blaire felt it best not to ask, however.

Her attention was turned from this unknown relative to Unova's situation quickly after anyways. The news was a little unsettling and didn't help her mood any. In a way Blaire had been hoping for some better news than that. While she had been born in Johto much of her life had been spent in Unova after her parents had moved there when she was still small - it was more a home to her than any other region was.

"That's... still a little unsettling," Blaire mumbled, if only to break the silence that had settled over them.

She spared a glance over at Benga. It was clear he was attempting not to be rattled by the news as well but whether or not it would hold had yet to be seen. Blaire figured it was time to repay the favor of trying to keep moods lifted.

Turning back to Alder she spoke up, clapping her hands together as if to settle things for the time being. "In happier news; how do you feel about all that lovely graffiti finding it's way around the halls?"

----[x]----

Lance was quiet for the most part, drifting back to his colder demeanor. Layla didn't seem to mind, not upfront. Perhaps she had already become resigned to the idea due to their situation. It could be dangerous to show affection out and about like this given his position.

He snorted at her 'observation.' At least she could pick up on the obvious, that much was true. Lance figured she was only trying to push a conversation, to keep the silence at bay. While normally one to detest those types of people Lance found that he didn't so much mind it at the moment.

"Quite," he answered, observing someone leering at another nearby. The latter was quick to skirt away, clutching her Skitty to her chest.

Silence passed between them again. Anyone that drew near to them ducked around Lance and Dragonair. No doubt they had heard about his reputation and did not wish to step on his toes and incur his wrath on them. Lance figured that was for the better. Best they steer clear of him rather than to cause trouble and waste his time.

"If you're lucky enough someone nearby might have access to another of your Pokemon," he mentioned lightly after quite some time had passed.

Lance had run into the man on accident though he seemed on the case of tracking down Layla's Pokemon when most others only did so when Lance directly jumped down their throats. He had mentioned that he was close to retrieving one and had been looking to contact Lance but had waited until he had better news. If all went well they'd be seeing him again before the night was really out.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Mon Feb 18, 2013 1:09 pm

Benga tapped an index finger against his knee. He wondered how everyone was faring in Unova now. Friends and family who remained in the region in hopes that it would remain strong. That obviously wasn't the case. It was a worrisome thing and left the majority of them silent.

"We still have the rest of the elite four taking care of things there," Alder noted in response. "And several strong trainers not to mention gym leaders. It might not be as bad as we think."

His grandfather was doing his best to reassure them. He knew that he and Blaire worried just as much as anyone else. He didn't want to think that anyone could be hurt in his home region. It was very hard to deal with, the thought of losing the place and becoming just as bad as Kanto was now.

He raised his head a little as Blaire spoke of their drawings. She too seemed to be making some attempt to lighten the mood. Benga was a little grateful for it. He caught Alder's smile as well, glad that she was taking their minds off it.

"That was quite an interesting idea," he responded. "I do hope you're keeping it mind for the others."

Benga grinned widely. It was the only answer he needed at this point. They were keeping it in mind. It was simply getting out again and putting everything in motion, if they were able to.

----[x]----

It was rather quiet between them. Lance would only give a bit of an answer in reply. She didn't so much mind it, instead focusing on their surroundings. No one looked apt to start trouble but there were always some who would regardless.

When he spoke up again, quite a lengthy bit of time had passed. She was a little surprised to hear him speak again. Knowing that one of her Pokemon could very well be near left her heart skipping a beat.

"How long do you think that might be?" she inquired, glancing at him.

Layla hoped it wouldn't take too long. Knowing how things were, it could very well take quite a bit of time regardless. Still, she hoped that whoever was tracking them down would be able to get her one of her Pokemon back as soon as possible. She'd been far enough away from them for too long.

She just wanted her family back, in the end of things.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Mon Feb 18, 2013 5:55 pm

"I can't take the credit for that idea," Blaire answered, jerking her thumb at Benga. While she had taken to graffiti through the years - on signs, buildings and streets - it had been Benga this time to bring up the idea.

Blaire had to admit that now that her mind was off of less worrisome things she was feeling a little better. Now that all of their business had been taken care of and discussed more or less Blaire wouldn't have to think about it unless someone brought it up.

She spared a glance at Benga then, wondering what had him so quiet. He was usually the one leading these conversations with his grandpa. Perhaps he was just worried about Unova as it was. Blaire wouldn't begrudge him that.

"The chalk's the only thing left floatin' around though," she carried on, taking to scratching Cerberus behind his curved horns again.

It was a shame really. If there was more paint and she had more ideas Blaire might take up trying her hand at an actual mural. With the situation as it was that wasn't the case, however.

----[x]----

Lance thought ti over, glancing up at the sky. Things were still calm and he was glad to see the skies clearing up further as time passed. It let the sunlight shine and warm things up further.

"It can't be longer than tomorrow," Lance estimated. A shrug followed suit thereafter. "Though he seemed to be doing his best to get them sooner."

He wouldn't be surprised if the man came running up on them at any moment through the afternoon or evening, really. He had spoken animatedly, seemed excited to be on the job. It at least let Lance know that someone was getting things done.

Sparing a glance at Layla, Lance was glad to see that she was happier at the news. No, she was far more than that she was eager on top of it. He hoped that this helped to improve her mood at the very least. She could at least be more confident if she had more of her Pokemon with her. Most people were that way, after all.

"I believe he said something about the one he had tracked down being a ghost-type," Lance provided. He couldn't be sure what all she had before. He didn't have the papers in front of him to be able to glance over them.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Mon Feb 18, 2013 10:46 pm

"We're planning on picking up other things the next time we're out, if we can." Benga explained after Blaire.

He watched Alder nod in response. At least his grandfather didn't seem to mind it while some others had. No doubt, people like Danny would use it as an excuse to attempt to bring about trouble. Not that that fact was strange. It was simply a matter of ignoring him, if Benga allowed it.

"I think that's a wonderful idea!" he answered, a grin spreading across his lips.

Benga scratched his cheek slightly. He felt a little bashful over it. Praise over something like this, he wasn't quite used to it. He had always earned that praise through battling, not little things like this. Benga cleared his throat a moment after.

"How long do we have to wait on news on Lance?" Benga pressed. He couldn't deny that he was curious.

"If they stick in the area they are now, I'd hope by this evening. If you want to stop by and check up again, I don't mind."

Benga gave a brief nod in response. At least they could be provided some form of answers, or he hoped. If the trail went cold, it could be days or even weeks before it was picked up again. He'd rather not see that, not now, when Lance was doing something so out of the ordinary.

----[x]----

Layla couldn't help but let a smile spread across her lips. She was happy to hear it, eager to see one of her Pokemon again. If anything, she knew that it being a ghost type, whoever it was, she could aid him a little more now.

"I hope that'll be soon than," she responded, folding her arms behind her back. She cupped her hands onto her elbows, glancing about the area. She felt quite a bit better now, even if her mood had been a little down earlier.

"I'm glad that someone was able to find another one of them." She noted lightly. "Much less this fast."

She had expected it to take much longer. In fact, she expected it to take weeks. Crux had arrived rather quickly. She hadn't quite expected that much. Lance seemed to be using what power he had to get her Pokemon tracked down quickly. She wasn't sure how to thank him, even if he would take it.

"Would there be any way I can make it all up to you?" She inquired lightly.

She wondered if he'd dismiss it. As far as she knew, he would. Lance seemed to have a habit of doing such. Still, she would have felt better if he did take some form of repayment.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Mon Feb 18, 2013 11:12 pm

Blaire wasn't quite sure how to respond to Alder's praise on such a simple idea. To her it had been an obvious conclusion, especially after seeing the kids happy with the chalk they had found. It seemed like Benga was in the same boat that she was on that matter, shuffling a little in his seat.

She was thankful for the topic change back to Lance. At least it gave her something else to focus on, something that she knew how to respond to.

"He seems like the type to keep moving," she noted, resting her chin on her hand. "Maybe they've been slowed down by whatever happened to that girl."

Blaire didn't try to think of what might have happened to cause such concern on Lance's end. It wouldn't do them any good. None of them were the type to use someone against anyone anyways, even in such dark times. They just weren't capable of it.

A glance at Benga let Blaire know that he was definitely going to want to come back for any information later on. She didn't mind this, in fact she was finding herself more and more curious about this situation as well.

"We'll be sure to drop by again later today."

----[x]----

Lance could feel his lips twitching upwards in the beginnings of a smile. Layla was far more energetic now that she knew another of her Pokemon was on its way into her possession yet again. It was strange that Lance would feel happy just because she was so ecstatic of this but he pushed it to the side. It was something he could brood over later.

At the mention of her wanting to find some way to thank him for this he waved his hand at her. Still, if it would make her feel better....

"I don't need your thanks," he dismissed lowly. "Though it seems like you're intent on it."

Strange. Lance never would have imagined himself as one to cater to someone else's whims and feelings. It was an odd thing for him to go through and Lance wasn't entirely sure if he was doing it right at all.

"What would you have in mind, hmm?"

At least this way Lance could learn more about Layla's thought processes. She wasn't one to explain herself too well when prodded so Lance would have to learn by observation and trying to pick them apart in time. He wondered how lengthy a process that might turn out to be.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Tue Feb 19, 2013 12:53 am

Benga nodded in agreement. They were both ready to get going as it was and he made a mental note to get them both back here toward the evening. They were all rather curious over the matter. If there was some form of information they could receive, he was sure they all wanted to hear it.

"Well, I will expect you later, then." Alder responded with a smile.

Benga pushed himself up from his spot and moved toward Blaire again. He helped her onto his back, careful of anything that might jostle her ankle. He didn't want to harm her when he was trying to help.

"We'll see you later!" Benga responded, shooting a smile toward his grandfather.

With that said and Blaire bidding her farewell, they moved out into the halls again. He made sure not to get into anyone's way while he moved out of the room.

"Is it just me or does it seem like we're butting into someone's possible romantic life?" He inquired rather nonchalantly.

He wasn't sure how he felt about that fact. It wasn't like they did this kind of thing in the first place. They weren't even sure the two were an item as it was. Still, the concern he expressed was rather unusual. They were all curious, he could only write it off on that.

----[x]----

Layla hadn't expected him to accept. In fact, she had been fully prepared for him to dismiss it and leave it as is. She wouldn't have minded either way, if she could think of something in return.

She titled her head upward, glancing at the sky for a moment. It really was shaping up to be a better day. She hoped the weather would hold up. While she was fond of the cooler weather, given her condition, it cut right through her. She didn't care to deal with bitter cold if she could help it.

"Hmmm," she hummed slightly, nothing coming to mind. What could she do for him? What would he allow? She wasn't sure. "I...I'm not really sure." She answered, scratching her cheek awkwardly.

She cleared her throat lightly, turning her head. She had to ignore a fleeting thought. She shook her head slightly, as if to shake to from her mind. That wasn't something she needed to think about. She had to wonder just why her mind had fleeted to that. It wasn't like her.

"Ignore me..." She muttered,

She attempted to calm the blush on her cheeks. She clenched her jaw, attempting to will her heart to stop pounding. It wasn't the time or place. At all. She simply hoped he wouldn't use this against her later.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Tue Feb 19, 2013 1:35 pm

Blaire mulled it over for a few moments, attempting to divine the answer with the small bits of knowledge they already on. She had to admit that it did sound like the two were close and nothing more. She inhaled deeply before she answered.

"Because we probably are," she said, shaking her head. "And it'll be all sorts of awkward about it later."

Cerberus spared a look up at the two. He didn't have anything to say on the matter as it was. Until they confronted the other two there was no knowing for sure what was going on. So, Cerberus remained silent on the matter, trotting along after Benga and Blaire.

Blaire was quiet herself for a few minutes. She took to merely observing the people that they passed by. Many were still looking entirely too serious, even when they were not working on anything. She hoped that they could find a way to overthrow Genesis quickly. It was little things like that that left Blaire unsure of everything.

"Have any ideas, Benga?" she ventured, dragging her gaze away from those around them and back to Benga.

It wouldn't surprise her if they just went about lazing around again. With her ankle as it was it cut down on what all they could do otherwise. She didn't so much mind this idea, so long as she had someone to keep her company.

----[x]----

Lance watched Layla as she debated on what she could do to repay him. It looked to him as if she was having quite a bit of trouble thinking of something. He waited patiently despite this. After a few minutes had passed he noticed that Layla was beginning to look a little bashful.

His own curiosity was intrigued and he tried to catch her eye. No matter what he did Layla refused to look at him. His brow raised at this.

"And why, prey tell, would I need to ignore you?" he questioned, if a little smugly on the matter.

Whatever had crossed Layla's mind now had his full attention. Lance found that it wasn't often that something like that happened. He wanted to know what had caused her to be so bashful. Sure, he had a few ideas as to what it was but that could mean nothing. Different things left different people bashful, after all.

"You seemed so very intent on paying me back until now," Lance prodded further.

Lance very much wanted to know what now caused Layla to change her mind. Even Dragonair was beginning to look curious on the matter.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Tue Feb 19, 2013 6:30 pm

Benga couldn't help but laugh a little in response. He wasn't sure how he felt about it. Awkward might have been the right words, Blaire had chosen. It really was an awkward thing, especially delving into the personal lives of a man like Lance. For most people it wouldn't be a matter of trying. They would just leave it lie.

As they wandered the halls, Benga sparred a few people a glance but not much more than that. They didn't really have anything else planned for that day. Normally, if she hadn't been in this condition, they would have raced or wrestled, maybe even had a Pokemon battle. That wasn't the case however.

He tilted his head back slightly, glancing at her. He really was at a loss of what to do now. He could help out with little tasks around the base but he didn't want to leave Blaire. He knew she would get down if she felt left out. Benga couldn't do that to her.

"Not at the moment," he responded. "Unless you want to be creepers again and draw the people walking around. More of them now then last night."

It was something, he figured. Since his grandfather had interrupted over that matter, Blaire didn't get to draw as much as she would have liked to. Benga figured if it kept them both preoccupied, he could at least give that a try as a suggestion.

----[x]----

Layla could feel her face burn as he prodded her. Even as she attempted to will the blush away, she found that it was an impossible feat. She had to wonder who might have been watching in those moments and who would take advantage of it. Layla let her hand hide the bottom half of her face, to try and hide her warmed cheeks.

She knew exactly why the thought had flitted into her head, it simply took her a moment to figure it out. It had been in a book she read in the past. While she didn't recall all of the details, it was this specific one she was reminded off, only over the offer.

"It was something in a book I read...a few years back." She responded, her voice a little muffled from hiding half of her face. "Similar situation but what the woman offered was essentially everything. From a single strand of her hair to the last drop of her blood and her...body."

Layla ducked her head again, feeling rather aware of their position right now. She shouldn't have been reacting in such a way, not with so many prying eyes. Anyone could take this reaction and run with it, if they wanted to.

"I don't know why I'd remember that...or...maybe I do. Circumstances...I suppose."

She'd dug herself in a hole without even realizing it. It left her heart pounding in response.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Fri Feb 22, 2013 1:13 am

Blaire studied Benga's expression for a few seconds when he offered sitting about and letting her draw the more unaware people in the halls. He didn't seem to mind spending this time with her but she knew if it wasn't for her injuries they could be doing all sorts of things. Battling, training, wrestling, racing.... Barring that they would have been helping around the base.

"I wouldn't mind that," she relented after a moment. "Though are you sure you wouldn't rather go help around the area?"

She had the sneaking suspicion that he would deny this, to stick close at her side, at least while she was injured. A part of her appreciated that, loved him more for it, but the other worried that she might be asking too much by allowing him to stay so closely at her side for the time being.

Blaire began to shift, stopping after she realized how closely they were to begin with. She was quick to bury her face in the crook of his neck after that revelation.

"We'll need to stop and get that old sketch book," she murmured against his neck, her lips brushing his skin and her breath fanning over it in the process. "Maybe check on Bahamut."

----[x]----

Lance couldn't help but to chuckle at Layla's predicament. She seemed so bashful and timid in those moments. He had a feeling about why she would think back to such a thing though he felt it best not to mention it. No, he didn't want to admit to it himself. It wasn't like him after all.

Though he did have to admit, if it had been anyone else who had even though about such a repayment Lance would have lost quite a bit of respect for them.

"Well, who would have known you'd be the feisty type?" he pushed, raising a brow at her.

Lance could at least have a little fun as they wandered Cerulean. It had been a long time since he had been able to poke or prod at someone like this verbally. Lance had all but forgotten the allure behind it in his goal to release all Pokemon from those but who he deemed worthy to have them.

"I suppose still waters run deep," Lance said after a moment, pretending to mull it over. Discreetly he watched Layla from the corner of his eyes, doing his best to watch her expression without giving himself away. Beside him Dragonair trilled good-naturedly, clearly enjoying the banter as well.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Fri Feb 22, 2013 2:01 am

Benga listened to her words, shaking his head slightly. He had expected her to be suspicious of his actions. Even if he had work to do, he probably would have denied it outright. Benga knew that she didn't take to being alone in this kind of condition well. He wouldn't allow her to be alone.

"Don't worry about it," he boosted a moment after. "I want to stay with you, so I'm going to!"

He shot her a smile, trying to lighten her mood. He wasn't lying when he spoke up either. He did want to keep close to her. As long as she would allow it.

Benga gave a slight nod as he moved toward the hallways where the rooms were again. They would take the time to grab the supplies and find a good place to observe people. It was a rather enjoyable thing, even if she figured he was bored. he never was. In fact, he loved watching her draw.

"He's probably out like a light," Benga jested lightly as he pushed his way into the room. he flipped on the lights to find just that. "See, totally out."

He shook his head a little. He wasn't sure how anyone, person or Pokemon, could sleep that long.

----[x]----

Lance's prodding only worsened her embarrassed state. She was glad that he took it well enough but a part of her hadn't expected him to prod her back. Slipping back into his colder demour earlier had told her that much. Knowing that he was fully taking her words and throwing them back at her really left her unprepared for a retort.

"I...you...I mean..."

She bit her lip, unable to think of anything to say. The words slipped out but refused to form any sentence. She ducked her head in embarrassment again. She had never been called such a thing in this context. Sure, she had heard it from other Genesis members but it was only to prod her into fighting back. They only used it as a device to anger her. They had meant nothing to her as well.

Layla pouted slightly, glancing toward Lance. The blush was still warm on her cheeks. "You're enjoying this way too much." she commented a moment later.

She found he really was. She could only assume if it was anyone else, it wouldn't have been treated very differently. Was he growing to care for her as she did for him. She hoped that was the case, especially after despite his nervousness, he had kissed her.

Layla had to quickly shake that thought away from her head, only causing her to blush a little more.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Fri Feb 22, 2013 2:21 am

Blaire lifted her head when Benga protested, rather cheerfully at that, only to catch the warm smile sent her way. She shakily returned it, her head ducked a little. She still felt rather selfish for taking up so much of his time when it could be used more productively but it was no use arguing with Benga when he got it in his head to do something. In that regard they were both very much alike.

"If you're sure," she relented slowly, tightening her hold on him. It was more of a hug for the time being, a silent thanks for thinking of her needs.

It was quiet between them for the short remainder of the walk to the room. Indeed, as Benga had predicted Bahamut was still sprawled out contentedly over the pillow and snoring softly. Blaire couldn't help but to chuckle at that. She turned to glance down at Cerberus who met her gaze.

"Would you mind...?" she asked softly.

Cerberus rumbled quietly before padding towards the bed, leaping up onto it a moment later to settle near Bahamut. Blaire smiled at Cerberus, grateful that he was willing to keep an eye on their most recent addition to the team. While he got along well with everyone he still wasn't always willing to listen to orders and it worried Blaire.

She was quick to direct Benga near the table she had left the sketchbook and supplies in - tucked neatly away in that battered pencil case. Once she had them scooped up she smiled yet again at Cerberus who yawned and plopped his head down on the pillow next to Bahamut.

----[x]----

Lance couldn't help but to chuckle at Layla's flustered response. She was far too caught up in her embarrassment to be able to form a stinging rebuttal. It was really rather amusing to see and Lance had to wonder if it would be a recurring thing between them or not.

"Perhaps I am," he nodded, glancing at her meaningfully. "What would you do about it if I am?"

It was merely a prod to see what else she might retort with, might do. What other thoughts would fill her head that would embarrass her further? Lance found he was truly curious. He didn't mean this embarrassment in a menacing way, but found that the way her face flushed deeply was a rather endearing sight to him.

Anything else that might have been said was brought to a halt as Dragonair trilled, nudging Lance rather hard in the side. He didn't mind this, merely patting Dragonair to calm her. He raised a brow as he asked "what is it?"

Dragonair trilled once more, gesturing to their side. Lance's gaze followed this route before he caught sight of a familiar Dragonair there as well. His lip quirked up at the corners into a triumphant smirk.

"Ah, so she's running amok here, hmm?" he murmured. He turned to gestured for Layla to follow, allowing the other Dragonair to lead the way to the person he had been seeking out recent. Glancing back he caught the confused look on Layla's face. "It seems we've gotten lucky. Clair is nearby."

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Fri Feb 22, 2013 2:43 am

Benga smiled as Cerberus took to Bahamu side. While they would both be sleeping, at least one Cerberus would look out for the little Axew. Despite no initial threat now, the little Axew sometimes found many a ways to get into trouble. It had been quite hectic in the past.

A moment later, he moved toward the nightstand where the supplies had been discarded the night before. Blaire carefully picked them up. He did his best to keep quiet for the two, not wanting to jar them from their sleep.

After gathering the supplies, Benga flipped the light out, kicking the door closed behind him. They would return sometime later that day or toward the evening. He knew that Pokemon would preoccupy their time until then, if either woke.

Benga began moving down the halls again, careful to watch for anyone he might bump into. He didn't need to jar Blaire's wounds any further. Most kept a wide birth however and for that, he was grateful.

"Anywhere specific?" he inquired. "Or are you just gonna pick a place you think is ideal?"

It wouldn't have surprised him if it was the latter of the two. Blaire had to have some things specific every now and again and her drawings were just that.

----[x]----

Layla felt her face warm again, ducking her head a little. She couldn't really do anything out in the open in a physical retort. Given the circumstances, she didn't want anyone to know about whatever relationship was forming between them. Layla wasn't sure how others were taking this now, if they paid mind to what was happening.

"I'll figure something out...eventually." She responded, turning her head slightly.

Layla didn't get much further than that. In a few short moments, Lance had directed her to follow after him. She did so rather quickly, keeping to his side. She wondered how this Clair would be taking her presence, if she was friendly or not or if she was like Lance.

She had never been particularly good at making friends with other women, after all. It left her a little nervous.

"That's quite some luck," she responded after a moment. "Probably a good thing though, given everything last night."

She figured she could take the ups over these things. After everything that had happened, they were due for some luck.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Fri Feb 22, 2013 12:43 pm

Blaire winced a little at the door closing behind them. It had sounded a little louder than necessary though she heard nothing on the other side. Blaire could only assume Bahamut had either slept through it or just tossed a look at the source of the noise and went right back to sleep.

She watched those around them, trying to determine where the most interesting spot to be at would be. Blaire really did want to try and improve her talent though it was hard to do when she couldn't pick it up very often or when she had no one with greater skill to tutor her about it. She supposed she could make due by trying to challenge herself.

Benga speaking up drew her attention back to him and she was quiet for a moment as she thought it over. Really, she was just glad that he was going to stay near. Her head tilted tot he side as she thought it over. Finally she merely leaned her forehead against his shoulder, sighing.

"Anywhere is fine," she murmured. "So long as I can lean against you again."

She had to admit that she did enjoy the warmth his body threw off. Before his grandpa had startled them the day before Blaire had been very content leaning against him as she drew. It was something new. While Benga had always taken to watching her doodle she had never leaned on him as they had.

----[x]----

Lance hummed briefly at the mention of the night before. He didn't comment on that. In fact, thinking back over it would only sour whatever good cheer there was at the moment. Lance could even see Clair's Dragonair glance back at them curiously at the mention of it. Discreetly he shook his head and she snorted, rounding a corner.

Lance kept on her tail, glad that the Pokemon knew when to slow. Layla's injuries prohibited her from moving too quickly. Through several backstreets and allies they went, turning here and there. It seemed Clair was being overly cautious, though in these days most were.

Finally they reached a clear area. Nearby a Rattata chewed on something or other, glancing up briefly at them before getting back to its chewing. Lance spared it no mind, either, instead nodding in greeting to the blue-haired woman that stepped from her hiding spot.

"Good to see you, Clair," he greeted.

"So I see the rumors are true," Clair said, nodding towards Layla. Lance merely inclined his head, agreeing with that. There was no point in trying to deny it. "Perhaps that's a good thing. I didn't have to chase after you."

Lance shook his head, hands stuffed into his pockets. Their Dragonair had taken to greeting one another, happy to see each other after so long. It wasn't often that they got to meet anymore. Lance figured that was a good thing. Clair didn't need to be risking herself out and about like she liked to do in these times.

"Can I ask why you decided to seek me out as well?" Lance prodded, getting things on topic.

Clair merely gestured toward Layla. "You've caused quite a stir with the rebels by protecting her from the last raid." She scoffed then, shaking her head. "I don't know why you won't just let me tell the rebels you're hoping they succeed! It'd be easier on you in the long run!"

Lance mulled that over, glancing up at the sky. He couldn't deny that it would be a little easier, only having to worry about Genesis thereafter. His gaze eventually dropped to Layla's side, wondering if it would be safer for her in the long run that way, too.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Fri Feb 22, 2013 2:54 pm

Benga hummed in response as he glanced about. He glanced about the area, looking at those who walked by. It was still rather busy and he hoped that he could find a place without being in the way. Most people didn't mind this kind of thing but there were some days people remained in a sour mood.

"Well, I'll find a place here." he noted out loud. "Maybe you can sketch Danny if he passes by."

Benga snickered at that thought. The man looked for excuses to make sure no one lazed about too often. In his view, Benga would be doing just that, no matter how injured Blaire was. Part of him knew it would be a tad funny to see the man lose his cool again over these little things.

Finding a hall that wasn't as busy, he finally settled Blaire down on the floor. He hoped she was comfortable and that he had not done anything to jostle her wounds. A few moments passed before he settled down beside her.

"Time for all of this fun, neh?" he prodded lightly as he watched her settle herself in.

Benga liked to watch the people go by. There were so many different ones here, despite what some would say. Everyone was a little different, in several cases. It wasn't just their personalities but their body types, their faces, their hair, among several other things. He wouldn't have considered himself an observant person if it wasn't for days like this.

He enjoyed them, in fact, rather liked spending his time this way, especially with Blaire.

----[x]----

Layla remained rather quiet after that, even when they did find and meet up with Clair. She wasn't sure of what to say much less if she should speak at all. She'd been easily intimidated in the past. Layla knew that it was worse in these times. She simply hadn't reigned in her confidence enough.

She listened carefully as they conversed. As he had told her, he had his own agenda and wanted the rebels to win. Everything else was a mystery to her. Lance had intended as such. She had to wonder if perhaps she'd learn a little more in time. Layla wasn't sure.

When his gaze shifted toward her, she blinked back, a frown on her lips. It didn't take her long to figure out what he was thinking.

"You think it will be safer?" she finally allowed herself to speak up, no matter how soft it was.

Layla had little doubt that it probably would be. As long as Genesis didn't locate the bases. She had little idea of where they were herself, being long since pulled away from searching them out. Things had been looking up for her in a way though, there had been several cases of bad luck to boot.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Fri Feb 22, 2013 3:38 pm

"Don't be starting things, now," Blaire warned, though she couldn't stop the smile from spreading over her lips. Danny was an easy one to goad and would no doubt pick a fight with Benga if they walked by for not doing anything productive.

Benga picked out a spot soon after with plenty of people wandering around. Blaire shifted, trying to get as comfortable on the stone floor as she could before Benga settled in next to her. Only then did she lean into his side, propping the sketchpad up on her legs and glancing around for someone to draw.

It didn't take her too long to find a Pokemon to sketch out. The Persian was sitting at his trainer's feet, glancing around out of boredom. It looked to Blaire as if Persian though he had better things to do. The fact that he was not pacing made it a little easier to begin a sketch of the Pokemon.

As she worked she grew rather content. With Benga there she was warm, despite the clothes she wore. On top of that it was a familiar thing to sit around and draw as it was. It was no surprise when she started humming snatches of songs under her breath off and on.

Occasionally she would sing to the lyrics she could remember before drifting back off into humming. When she got particularly into her drawing she would grow silent, crouching over the pad of paper more. This was normal when she had a good streak of drawing, however.

----[x]----

Lance nodded, keeping his voice low when he spoke up. "If the rebels know then there is a less likely chance of being attacked by them."

Before he hadn't had to worry about it. Many gave him a wide berth on both sides as it was. Now, with Layla, it seemed that might have changed. They had been trying to get her out of Genesis' hands and it hadn't ended well for either side.

"I've been trying to tell this one to do that for ages now," Clair scoffed, jerking her thumb at him. "He's too stubborn though!"

It was Lance's turn to sniff. He didn't care to be reminded of repeated conversations. The quite usually got on his nerves in some way. He didn't care to think back on them.

"Perhaps I saw no reason to before," he argued lightly.

"Yes, but with your... lovely lady, here," she smirked rather knowingly at Lance who merely scoffed again. "Hiding in one of our bases might be your safest bet for her."

Clair folded her arms over her chest, looking to Layla. Really, it was up to her. By the way Lance had acted it seemed that Clair had quite easily picked up on that fact. They would wait for Layla's thoughts on the matter before anything was decided.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Fri Feb 22, 2013 5:10 pm

Benga chuckled in response to her. She really should have expected this by now. Benga couldn't let Danny act the way he did all the time. The man needed to lighten up. He simply attempted to aid that. Of course, it wasn't like he understood that fact and only saw it as needless joking.

When they had settled, Benga kept close to Blaire's side. Occasionally, he'd hear her sing and hum. She had a habit of doing this quite a bit when she was into things like this. He wasn't sure when the habit had developed, just knew that it had been there for quite a long time.

On and off, he'd glance at her drawings. He wasn't sure how long they'd been sitting there. In some bold attempt, he wrapped an around around her shoulders, getting comfortable. She always got cold when they sat around so he figured she would appreciate the gesture.

"You seem quite pleased," he noted with a slight grin.

He was glad that she was happy. It had seemed rather up in the air for them that day. On and off, she would get down. He was glad that she was at least getting in a better mood and showing it. He wouldn't have been happy if it had been any other way.

----[x]----

Layla couldn't help but smile a little in response to Clair prodding Lance. It seemed they were in rather good spirits despite Lance seeming a little put off by the entire act. It was good to see some normal interaction with him that wasn't just with herself.

Layla ducked her head a little as Clair's words. It must have been obvious enough. Perhaps she simply knew better because Lance hadn't reached out to anyone in the past. Why he had kept her around, attempting to protect her, Layla was still at a loss for understand.

She cleared her throat a moment after, attempting to reign herself in. She pushed her hair out of her face, it having fallen back into her eyes when she ducked her head.

"It might be for the best," she replied a moment after. "I'd rather not get in any worse shape in cross fire or misunderstandings."

While she hadn't expressed a great amount of worry over them, she was beginning to realize how much of a hindrance it was really becoming. It wasn't like she could stay in one place and take time to heal. What with some Genesis members taking 'matters' into their own hands despite Lance attempting to protect her, things could only turn for the worst. She didn't want to endure another beating.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Sat Feb 23, 2013 1:05 am

Blaire paused in her drawing of a trainer holding his Petilil when Benga slipped his arm around her. She blinked up at him just about the time that he spoke up, noting her light mood. She merely observed him for a time, pencil poised absently over the paper, momentarily forgotten.

"Do I?" she questioned, head tipping to the side.

At times things like this seemed to slip past her attention. So focused had she been on the artwork in front of her she hadn't noticed any sort of expression forming on her face. Blaire quickly pushed that to the side, instead smiling up at Benga. He seemed happy that she was happy. Her heart fluttered at that thought, that Benga would get joyful over something so simple.

"Well, if I am," she answered, nuzzling into his neck contently, "than it must be because of you."

Blaire felt that it was true enough. If not for him she might have lazed about in bed, sulking instead of doing what they were now. Sometimes Blaire just needed someone to be there with her to help pick up her up. She was glad that Benga seemed to have picked up on that and didn't mind taking up that mantle when he needed to.

----[x]----

Clair nodded, glancing at the pair of Dragonair. They seemed overjoyed at the moment and she wouldn't ruin it for them. It had been a long time - since Lance and she were children - that they had been able to play with each other. "If that's the case than the base hidden in Mt. Moon would be best."

Lance raised a brow. "And if anyone notices my absence?"

It was a valid point in his view. He was an important man, after all. Genesis used him as a figurehead from time to time, to drive rebels into a more complacent mood at the threat that he might personally deal with them.

Clair scoffed, her own brow raised. "Oh? Like anyone will question it. I know how often you run off without notice from Genesis. They'd just assume this is no different."

Lance shook his head at that, no argument ready for it. It was true enough as it was. Still, he had suspicions that his higher ups tried to monitor his disappearances. It wasn't like it didn't have consequences to it.

"Well, it seems that we've got our plan," Lance murmured, inclining his head. He glanced towards Layla, a thoughtful frown in place. "I suspect you have some method over flying to reach Mt. Moon then?"

"Of course! Most of our rebels aren't so stupid as to get do some fool thing like that!" Claire shook her head, her ponytail swaying with the movement. "Why do you think many of them have psychic type Pokemon with them during raids? We teleport, Lance!"

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Sat Feb 23, 2013 1:30 am

Benga grinned at her as she spoke up again. He was glad to see she was happy, especially after the news today. At least they were managing. It would still be a few days that she would have to remain off her feet and there was no telling what would happen in the days ahead. Still, as long as he could keep her happy, he was glad.

He rather enjoyed the feeling her nuzzling into his neck. He reached out, ruffling her hair lightly. He couldn't help but laugh a little.

"Told you I'm an amazing Ponyta," he responded lightly. "Carrying you around. I made you super happy."

It was nothing in his mind. He would have done it if she had asked or not. At this point, he wasn't so bashful about the looks sent their way now. In fact, now that word had spread, it was turning into more of a normal thing. He knew some would hold onto it no matter what, however.

"Just so long as you keep being happy," he added. "I don't like it when you're sad."

----[x]----

Layla couldn't help but smile a little as the two conversed. Even if Lance brought up a point, Clair would counter it rather quickly and with in a matter-of-factly kind of manner. It was actually rather interesting to see. Despite their similar attitudes, she seemed a tad more feisty.

She remained rather quiet as they spoke. Every time Lance would bring up a point, it was quickly quashed by Clair. She shook her head slightly at the sight.

"I don't think your questions are getting you too far," she noted lightly toward Lance. Her voice was still rather soft however, a little shy over speaking up.

Layla felt it was rather true. She hadn't really seem him on the other end of things. At a point, between them, it happened but it seemed different. Lance was simply unsure of the relationship and her advances. She had been rather surprised that he even kissed her back the night before.

She shifted her weight slightly, ignoring a particular chilly wind that passed them by. The day was still warm regardless and she was quick to recover.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Sat Feb 23, 2013 1:53 am

Blaire chuckled, grinning up at Benga as he boasted about being the best Ponyta. She didn't bother to fuss with her hair after he messed with it affectionately. It wasn't important, after all. Instead she leaned back against him, head resting in the crook of his neck.

"Such a super amazing job at it, too!" she carried on, foregoing her drawing in favor of paying attention to Benga. She rather like this, the fact that he didn't mind being a little affectionate in front of others now. It made her feel cared for.

Her smile slipped a little when Benga spoke up again. She blinked up at him, gauging his expression. What he said had caused her heart to beat a little faster, warmth spilling from it in turn. She reached up, nuzzling into his neck again, a smile back in place.

"You're so sweet, Benga," she murmured, placing another kiss along his neck.

She continued to cuddle into his side, happier than she had ever recalled being in the last few months. It still amazed her just how much of an effect on her mood Benga, alone, could have. She wondered if she had that same effect on him or not.

----[x]----

Lance sniffed, tossing Layla a look. It wasn't any sort of look that he would have shot at anyone else but it got his message across. "Perhaps. Perhaps not."

Clair's brow rose at this. Lance wondered if she was observing them more closely because of this. Anyone else and he would not have spared them a second thought past that look. He was thankful that she didn't push the subject, however, not now.

"Well, if you're finished being contrary?" Clair snorted, gesturing to Lance.

Lance returned this, motioning for her to lead the way after a quick nod to Layla to confirm. They hadn't left anything at the Center that was of great importance, after all. He'd have to be sure to return later and pick up the Pokemon that the Genesis member had located, however.

"By all means," Lance noted. He shot Layla another look, hoping that she would be able to know that he would be coming back later for her Pokemon as it was. He didn't exactly want to sit and explain it in front of Clair, however.

"Great, if you'll follow me we'll go find Abra where I left him snoozing," she answered in an off-hand manner. She turned, her own cape twisting and twirling behind her as she lead the way. Her Dragonair was quick to coo and trail after her, Lance's own following after playfully.

"After you," Lance murmured, gesturing for Layla to take the middle and to leave the rear to him. In this he might be able to keep a better eye on her and make sure no one would start anything if they ran into anybody in the back streets.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Sat Feb 23, 2013 2:36 pm

Benga scratched his cheek bashfully. His heart beat rather hard against his chest as nuzzled into him again. He wasn't sure why it was different this time. He was getting used to this affection. The confession however, left him rather bashful.

He cleared his throat a little bit, shaking his head. "I woulda done it for you anyways." he responded, letting his hand fall back into his lap. ]

It had been true enough for him. He would have done anything for her though until this relationship had formed, he had never really known why. He wanted to see her happy. It brought him joy to see her as happy as she could be.

Benga cleared his throat a moment afterward. "But as long as you're happy, I think I will be too."

He hoped that would be the case. Benga knew that they could bicker and fight sometimes. it wouldn't be them without that happening once in a while. In fact, it was rather normal. He hated having to make her sad by some wayward comment however. Sometimes, he didn't think over what he had said, after all.

----[x]----

Layla smiled, even as he sent her a look. She didn't mind so much. In a sense, she knew that he would remain patient or even playful at times. As long as they didn't fight again. Despite her comfort for the man, fights did happen in any relationship, whether she cared for it or not. Layla found that she would rather avoid such a thing, however.

With the last few words spoken, she began to follow Clair, Lance taking up the back. She knew that it was in a bid to protect her just in case they were spotted or trouble arose. She hoped that wouldn't be the case, however.

Layla worried for her Pokemon here but figured that Lance might take up getting her Pokemon for her. She was glad for that. She still wanted to repay him. It was simply thinking of a way to do as such, without letting her mind drift to other things.

It was rather silent between them all. She didn't mind too much. She was a little nervous over these things however. How would people react to them in the base? She found she didn't know.

Her gaze shifted about once in a while, trying to quash these worries. She hoped that the rebels wouldn't give them too much trouble. Some could be resentful and would be distrustful of them regardless of their position.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Sat Feb 23, 2013 4:21 pm

Blaire felt her heart stir when Benga admitted to having done what he had no matter what. She wondered what she had ever done to deserve Benga as a friend, and now, a boyfriend. She pushed it from her thoughts for the time being. It never did anyone any good thinking about such things.

"How come I never noticed how sweet you are before?" she prodded.

It amazed her a little bit about how bashful he got at such simple compliments. Still, he was cute in those moments and she liked knowing that she had such an effect on him. At least she knew that they were rather balanced in that regard. Her sketches remained abandoned as she merely took to paying attention to Benga for the time being.

She tugged at his shirt, making sure that she had his attention. "Are you sure you're not bored sitting here with me?"

It was something she worried about. She didn't like knowing that she might be taking up his time and boring him. Blaire hoped that it wouldn't turn into a little fight. They were prone to bickering every now and again though it never lasted too long.

----[x]----

It didn't take too long before they reached the Abra that Clair had spoken of. It was a silent affair reaching him as well. The little Pokemon was napping contently against a pile of crates, hidden in shadows away from sight. Clair was quick to kneel down to him, shaking Abra awake.

"Ab?"

"We're ready to head back to the base if you'd be so kind," Clair smiled, patting Abra atop his head.

Abra lifted his head to survey through his seemingly closed eyes Lance and Layla. Lance gestured for Layla to draw close to his side to make sure that when they arrived at the base no one might try to take her from his side. He did not miss the raised brow that Clair sent his way at his though he would not explain himself now.

"I suppose if Layla is ready?" he prodded, glancing down at her.

Only when Layla would give the say so would Clair nod to Abra and they would be teleported. They would arrive in a busy hall, one designated for people arriving from missions with a psychic Pokemon so that they would not fall or trip up anyone. Many looks would be sent their way, some skirting around them entirely at the sight of Lance and Clair would give a great, suffering sigh at this.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Sat Feb 23, 2013 5:07 pm

Benga cleared his throat, turning his gaze a little. He could feel his cheeks warming. His heart stirred in response to these things. Part of him was rather glad that he wasn't noticing these new things as well. He wasn't sure how he would have felt if that was the case.

He rubbed the back of his neck, trying to reign himself in. "Cause you weren't looking hard enough," he responded. "Though...I suppose I'm guilty of the same."

Benga felt it was true. He hadn't noticed quite a few things until this relationship was formed. He wasn't sure why that was. It didn't seem like Blaire had any idea either. If that was the case, he tried not to think about it too often. They were learning new things. He saw no harm in it.

He waved a hand dismissively in her direction. "I told you, I'm fine." he responded with a slight smile. "You're worrying over it too much."

Honestly, he didn't get why she was so concerned over if he was bored or not. Benga was fine where he was and he would stay for as long as he could. If he was called off finally for some work, then there wouldn't be anything he could do about it.

Benga lifted his head as some stopped, noisy chatter near them. A lot of that seemed to be spreading now, people speaking up rather urgently.

"I wonder what happened..." he muttered suddenly, watching these people carefully.

----[x]----

Layla stuck closer to Lance's side when he had motioned to her. She knew why at this point. There would be very few who trusted them or saw her as a victim. They would want to take her from him despite the fact that she had grown so close to him. He'd never hurt her though some might not take up that point of view.

When she gave the okay, they were teleported to the base. A fluttering feeling remained in her stomach long after they had arrived though it beat flying. She'd take this form of travel over flying any day.

Layla's gaze shifted about, some surveying them carefully, other's keeping a wide birth. She moved closer to Lance's side, unwanting to leave him. She didn't care too much for aggression at this point and wondered who might take their anger out on Lance.

Some viewed the man partly responsible for the things that had happened, after all, even if he was simply a figure head.

"Where to now?" she inquired quietly.

Part of her was afraid to raise her voice. She didn't want to draw anymore attention on them then needed. Until this became a normal sight, more people trusting them, or so she hoped that would be the case. There was no telling. People were able to hold pretty heavy grudges, after all.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Mon Feb 25, 2013 12:59 pm

Blaire had to admit that Benga had a point about not looking all that hard for little things she was just noticing now. It was nice to know that he had missed a thing or two as well until now, made her feel a little less badly about it. She wasn't so sure about his dismissal about his boredom, however. She worried about such things, even if they were small in other's people's eyes.

"If you say so," she relented.

Her attention turned to the louder chatter nearby. It had been growing in volume for a few minutes now and it was beginning to catch Blaire's attention. It seemed it had Benga's as well as he was the first to question it out loud.

Blaire shook her head, glancing at him as she tucked the pencil in her hand back into the beaten up pencil case for later.

"Well, why don't we go find out?" she offered, fixing to get back on Benga's back if he agreed.

They both had a habit of going out of their way to satiate their curiosity when it was piqued, after all. If he didn't jump on it right away Blaire knew that it would continue to bother him until he dd.

----[x]----

Lance paid little mind to those around them that gawked and gave them a wide berth. Some already even had their pokeballs in hand or Pokemon at their side were snarling and hissing at him in general. Clair did her best to ease them, gesturing for them to stand down. They did so reluctantly.

"Why, we go to seek out Alder, of course," Claire shrugged as if this was the most obvious answer.

With that said she began to lead the way, having to push through the crowds of rebels and keep them back. The Pokemon were just as wary as their trainers, as well, making it a harder feat than it most likely would have been.

"I should hope he would be easy to find," Lance noted lightly as they got moving after Clair. He kept his hand at the small of Layla's back, keeping her near. He had heard a bit about the Unova champion and wondered if he was up to snuff as a rebel leader or not.

He supposed he would find out soon enough.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Mon Feb 25, 2013 6:15 pm

Benga gave a nod in agreement. If he didn't ask around now, he wouldn't get a chance later. Rumors might be spread and no story would match up. He figured if Blaire was up for it, they might as well see what's going on. He was glad that she had agreed on that matter in general.

Getting up, he helped her up next and settled her onto his back. It wasn't a long process and by this point, both were getting used to it. Benga wasn't bothered by it before but now he hardly even took notice to it.

Silence reigned between the pair for a short few minutes. He listened in on the conversations, trying to pin point what had happened. Eventually, he heard a familiar name, stopping toward a small group that were chatting about it.

"What do you mean Lance is here?" Benga inquired quickly, just as surprised as the others were now.

A female gave a slight shrug, an expression of indifference on her face. "Just like everyone's saying," she began. "Clair brought him here. And that girl too."

Another woman, with long dark hair shook her head slightly in response. "They're going to talk to Alder right now, I'd assume." she added. "Though, I don't know what for. I don't see the point."

Benga shifted his glance back toward Blaire, wondering if she was just as surprised as he had been. The obvious differences and bitterness hung in the air but Benga did his best to ignore it. Most of these people did have some reason to dislike the man, after all.

"Wanna see if we can't try and see the old man too?" he inquired, a waiting a response. "What with how people are acting, it might be a little hard to get in though."

Benga had no doubts about it. He didn't want to push through crowds and risk injuring Blaire by mistake. The news was shocking and he did want to know what was going on in more depth but he would wait, if only to make sure Blaire was safe.

----[x]----

Layla couldn't quash a familiar sense of panic in her stomach, even if these people were rebels, ones fighting against Genesis. She had witnessed behavior like this before, though not at all as cautious. Members of Genesis rarely had a need for such a thing, after all. It was that pack mentality that bothered her the most. Even if they were not out to physically harm her, it left alarm bells ringing in her head.

Even if these people had every reason to be angry, it did not settle the nervousness that fell onto her. For that fact, she was a little more grateful that Lance allowed her to remain so close, his hand at her back.

She had heard Alder had come to this region but she hadn't expected him to be here. Layla didn't know the man personally but she had heard rumors. He was a rather laid back man, from what she had heard, and took everything in stride. Did he still take up that mentality, even here? She figured she'd find out.

Her gaze shifted about the area carefully, taking note of the rebels and their Pokemon just as they were doing the same to them; or at least, to Lance specifically. She felt a little heartache toward those withering looks.

Lifting her head, she caught the sight of a fiery haired male, taller then most around the other rebels. He was aged but not so much so that he would have been perceived as weak or ill fit for this kind of time. She recognized him rather quickly, shifting awkwardly as he raised a hand to greet them, attempting to calm the other rebels around.

"I see you've made it back safely," he spoke up in a friendly manner to Clair. "Perhaps we should take this inside. It's quite noisy here."

Indeed it was and Layla didn't quite care for it. In fact, she would have much preferred a quieter place. That seemed out of the question for the moment, however.

When directed inside the smaller room, Alder shut the door behind them. It muffled the noise at best and she was thankful for that. Layla did her best to reign herself in, attempting to push the hostility behind her.

"I had figured you'd speak with him," Alder spoke up, turning toward the three. "But I must say, I'm certainly surprised that you've brought them here. You've stirred up quite a few people, Clair."