[PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN]

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Fri Jan 25, 2013 1:03 am

It grew quiet after Layla's apology though Lance didn't spare it much thought. She had been abused, it would only be natural for her to grow quiet after something as minor as this. He sighed, shaking his head as they made it up past the stair case.

"There is no need to apologize to me," he grunted finally. If it would help put her at ease he could put his pride aside for that. He and the other Kanto Elite Four needed a few more allies about Genesis, after all.

"Your room will be down here," Lance provided, gesturing towards the end of the hallway.

He peered at her face, watching her for any exhaustion. She seemed to be careful about her movements. Was she injured? Lance figured it was best not to pry too much.

"I suspect that because you asked you wish to retire soon?" he prodded.

----[x]----

Blaire glanced back up away from Kujo, her movements slowing. Kujo looked rather disappointed at the fact that she was not 'roughing him up' and paying him much attention now. Instead he shifted, picking a spot against the cave wall.

"Are you sure?" Blaire prodded, inclining her head subconsciously. It was a habit she had always had and wasn't always aware of when her head tipped to the side.

At his observation she tugged a little at her shorts, snorting. It wasn't like she hadn't tried. When they had originally left the hidden rebel base in Mount Moon it had been warm out and she hadn't had a need to worry about the cold for the immediate set of problems they had faced.

"It's been on my list of things to do," she defended, "but we keep getting chased off before I can get new clothes."

She tossed a glance to Benga, even as he took up a spot for first watch, before sitting down at Kujo's side, wondering just how much sleep she'd be able to manage tonight. It wasn't like she had ever been able to get the sleep she needed before. Any sleeping pills she did have she couldn't take to help her along, not in times like these.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Fri Jan 25, 2013 1:25 am

Layla glanced up at him briefly. She ducked her head slightly, pushing her bangs out of her face before nodding. He was studying her. She hadn't made attempt to hide that she was still in a bit of pain. There were bruises that were still fading, after all.

"I would," she responded carefully, glancing back toward him again. "If that's alright."

Layla hoped he wouldn't grow annoyed with her questioning every intention, almost asking permission for these things. It had been something she had grown with despite her best efforts. Layla was more submissive than anything else now.

It wasn't as if she asked for this kind of caution.

Her gaze fell onto the Dragonair briefly afterward. She'd feel safer with the Pokemon near but would understand if she remained with her trainer. Layla would simply have to get through the night, nightmares assailing her or not.

----[x]----

Benga settled himself down for the long hours. He'd been doing this kind of thing for quite some time; they both had. Benga felt better when she slept, if she could manage it at all. It was no secret between them that she had trouble sleeping in the past. Still, if she could manage something, it was more of a comfort on him.

"Maybe, if we can smooth this whole mission over, I'll snatch something for you." He suggested, turning his gaze on the two for a brief moment.

Bengal watched for any movement before turning his head back toward the entrance. It seemed rather quiet. Most nights did anymore. Pokemon were so afraid of Genesis, they took to hiding themselves at night.

It was pitiful but it was the world they lived in now.

Crossing his arms over his chest, he leaned his head back against the cave wall. He watched Blaire from the corner of his eye.

"You should at least try to sleep." He urged after a few moments.

Benga knew she'd grown annoyed with the order or concern, whatever way she took it. He still couldn't let herself stay up all night over this. She'd wear herself down, whether she admitted to it or not.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Fri Jan 25, 2013 1:39 am

He waved his hand at Layla again. If he was annoyed by her questions Lance did not show it.

"If you need rest then you need rest," he answered simply. "I won't deprive you of that."

Lance came to a stop before the door designated as hers. Tapping his knuckles against the door he continued, "this is your room. Mine is just a few doors down."

It was quiet for a moment and he observed Layla, waiting for any sort of answer from her. She hadn't said anything about how her nights went and Lance could not be sure if she needed anything or not for them. When she did not speak up he lowered his hand, instead patting Dragonair's snout.

"If that is all then I will bid you a good night," Lance said before turning away. His cape twisting and trailing behind him as he walked. His pace was as quick as ever. Dragonair followed at his side, cooing up at him.

----[x]----

She leaned back against Kujo's warm side, the large Pokemon curling around her to help keep her warm. While the two hadn't gotten off at the best start they had grown to be close friends over time. Kujo hated to see his trainer and friend so distressed by cold all the time.

"Maybe I'll hold you to that," she shot back at Benga as this happened, tugging her shorts down a little in an attempt to cover more of her legs. What spare clothes she had on her at the start had been lost when they had been forced to ditch some of their supplies due to nearly being caught weeks prior.

The silence through the nights now left Blaire rather put-off, dejected even. Some nights she had enjoyed listening to the nocturnal Pokemon when she was out traveling.

When Benga spoke up again she glanced up at him, observing what she could in the darkness. A frown lined her lips. Since the past few months she had noticed Benga showing more concern over her well-being than usual. It left Blaire wondering why sometimes.

"It's fine," she asserted, perhaps a little more forcefully than she had intended. Still, she slunk down against Kujo's side a little more fully. Quieter still she muttered again "It's fine."

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Fri Jan 25, 2013 2:00 am

Layla watched him go. She kept note of where his own room was in case she did need him. Layla would have felt like she was intruding in a place she shouldn't have if it wasn't something of an emergency. Nightmares, she'd dealt with those long enough and didn't quite class them as a big issue.

Layla pushed her way into the room, closing the door quietly behind her. She flipped on the lights and was a little surprised how well kept the place was. She'd expected less. Much less.

The room in itself was rather large. It was furnished, a twin sized bed tucked along the wall and a dress sat not too far from that. There was a desk she could sit at if she needed to. All the while, it was painted in a blues and whites. The carpet underneath her feet was fluffy. She'd nearly forgotten what that felt like.

"This is strange," she muttered to herself.

For one in her position, she rationalized it as such. Regardless, she tried to put it behind her for a time, tugging off her coat and boots. Layla wanted to attempt some sleep. There was no telling what Lance might have her do in the morning.

She simply hoped that her fears would remain simply that, that no one would take the opportunity to harm her. The mere thought left her mind whirling and she quickly tried to quash it as she settled in, flipping the lights off immediately and moved toward the bed.

It was a strange feeling, pulling the plush blankets over her. Layla's heart ached at this. How unfamiliar this all was to her. She found herself wiping at her eyes, attempting to keep tears at bay. She cried quietly, trying to let sleep take a hold of her.

----[x]----

Benga grunted a little in response. She took the playful route, that was normal of her. Still, he intended to keep that promise even if it was small. He didn't feel comfortable knowing that she grew so cold so easily. Benga knew that she saw this concern and was probably curious of it.

He refused to admit that he was curious of it himself though had no answer to provide for either of them.

At her simple statement, he shook his head a little. He tried to keep his movements to a minimum. He could still be spotted in the darkness despite the cover they had. That was something he'd rather avoid if they could.

"Only if you're sure," he tried to smooth things over.

Despite his efforts at times, the bite in her tone sometimes put him off. Benga knew that she didn't mean this more than half the time. She often made up for it in the end. Still, he was simply concerned.

Did that annoy her? He figured that might have been the case. He never acted this way before Genesis.

They'd both lost a lot in such a short time however. He'd rather not lose another, especially someone so close to him. Genesis was making a point in tracking them down. He had to keep the both of them safe, if he could manage it.

Benga knew that Blaire would have viewed this as 'self-righteous' of sorts. Still, he felt he was correct in this and would do what he had to in order to keep her safe.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Fri Jan 25, 2013 2:13 am

It had been a rather simple day all things considering. He had expected more of a bite to Layla that had not been there. No doubt the rumors that circulated were only for the benefit of excuses. He shook his head at this, unclasping the cape from about his shoulders.

Dragonair coiled around his feet, studying his expressing once he tossed the cape over a nearby chair. She cooed at him, pushing her snout close to his face as she had with Layla before.

"Ah, you've grown fond of that one already, have you?" he questioned, tapping Dragonair's snout lightly.

She nodded, pulling away and moving towards the window to observe outside for the time being. She indeed had grown rather attached to Layla. It wasn't often anyone but Lance reached out to try and stroke her scales anymore.

Lance snorted in amusement at this, flopping down unceremoniously on the bed and linking his hands under his head. His eyes closed he crossed his legs at the ankle, not bothering to kick off his boots just yet.

"Well, we'll see how well she fared through the night in the morning then." he announced simply before allowing himself to doze off.

----[x]----

Blaire grew quiet, well aware that she might have agitated Benga a little without meaning to. While he was guilty of angering her from time to time without meaning to she wasn't exactly innocent of the same to him. She shuffled closer to Kujo, burying her face into his side, keeping her knees drawn up to her for warmth.

He was only concerned, after all. Blaire didn't really have the right to get snappy with him over that.

Toying with Kujo's fur for a moment, she murmured "sorry."

She shuffled again, wondering if Benga would take the entire night on watch. He'd done it a couple of times before, under the pretense of allowing Blaire to get some sleep. She always felt a little guilty whenever he would do this, even when she berated him for it.

"Be sure to get me up when you need sleep," she said after awhile before settling into Kujo's side a little more securely. Blaire could at least try and get herself a light doze if nothing else. Despite this thought a shiver ran through her.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Fri Jan 25, 2013 2:26 am

Benga waved briefly at the apology. He hadn't been so annoyed by it this time around. If it had been earlier, he would have probably been a little more angry with her. Given their situation, he couldn't blame her at times.

He watched as she moved closer to Kujo, trying to gain as much warmth as she possibly could. He hated that fact. If it had been anywhere else, he could have at least provided a blanket, once upon a time ago. There was very little he could do for her now until they got resupplied.

Benga turned his attention toward the outside again. "Right," he responded quietly as if the statement meant very little to him.

He really didn't have much intention of getting her up unless needed. At some point, he knew she would rouse herself and force him to sleep. Still, if he could put it off as long as he was able to, he would.

Benga was stubborn. She knew that very well.

As the air grew chilly and the night drew on, he found himself pondering what they'd do the next few days. Would the plan run smoothly? Who would they find? Who would chase after them?

These thoughts and many more would keep him company throughout the night.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Fri Jan 25, 2013 2:39 am

Lance hadn't meant to sleep through the entirety of the night, not before kicking his boots off. That hadn't been what had happened and instead he woke, a little confused, glancing about. The sun was rising, if the light sky outside the window as any indicator. His room was on the wrong side of the building to see any sunrise, however.

Running a hand over his face he pushed himself up, Dragonair, curled up beside him. Smiling at her, Lance reached out to pat her affectionately. She cooed in her sleep, shifting away from his hand as if annoyed.

It was only after this did he swing his legs over the edge of the bed and get ready for the day. He needed a shower before his day could start, the water waking him.

Lance would check in on Layla afterwards.

----[x]----

It had taken a few minutes for Blaire to rouse herself, aware only that it was lighter out and that she could hear some braver Pokemon out and about. Once it dawned on her that she had slept through the night she shot up, glancing about for Benga, a scowl in place on her face.

The details were a little fuzzy but she was sure that she had woken at least once to ask if he was ready to swap so that he could get some sleep as well.

She pushed herself up on her feet, Kujo still asleep. Benga's Garchomp was nearby, laying down and keeping a watch out as well. Benga must have called him out in case he dozed off late in the night. Indeed, when she looked over at Benga he was asleep, his head tipped forward a little.

Or at least he looked asleep. He could have just been deep in thought.

Blaire made her way to Benga, a little miffed. She promptly sat down on his legs, arms crossed over her chest.

When they had been little and had first met it had been often that the two would wrestle, with the winner sitting on the loser. Sometimes Blaire sat on Benga in times like this. She liked to think it brought back memories of a more light-hearted time.

"Benga, you did it again!" she berated lowly, reaching out to shake him slightly.

[[OOC: I hope you don't mind if Benga has his Garchomp. Since we gave him Latias from White version 2 I figured we could mix and match his team and give him the Garchomp he has in Black version 2 instead of Dragonite.]]

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Fri Jan 25, 2013 12:57 pm

Layla wasn't sure when she roused herself. A window told her that the sun had risen. She didn't recall waking up throughout the night. Pushing her head from the pillow, she swiped a hand over her eyes. Her pillow was wet and she assumed it was from crying.

Layla figured she hadn't made too much noise if she had suffered from any nightmares. No one had come in to her knowledge. Still, she was left to wander.

She pushed herself from the bed, pulling her hair out of the ponytail it was normally in. There was a door that led to a small bathroom. She wanted a shower. She had been cleaned up only to be presented to Lance the previous day. Still, it was a luxury she'd rather not waste if she could help it.

As she stepped inside, she pondered. That had been the first time in a long time she had slept so deeply through the night. Had her body been so exhausted? She assumed as such. She tried to put it out of her mind as she undressed and stood in the warm water.

When she had finished, she would be found dressed and combing out her long hair.

----[x]----

Benga hadn't been sure what time he dozed off. He simply knew that sleep had taken him at sometime during the night. He was glad he had released his Garchomp before he had. There was no telling who might have taken advantage of this.

Being shaken awake, he immediately tensed, nearly bolted to his feet if it hadn't been for Blaire sitting on him. He blinked at the woman, his mind still fuzzy from falling asleep.

A hand passed over his eyes and he suppressed a long yawn. Garchomp looked on as if amused by his trainers given situation.

"What...did I do?" He inquired after a few beats.

If anything, he could at least play clueless for a short time, have a little fun. They both needed a light hearted atmosphere once in a while. He'd like to think it's what kept them going at times.

"I didn't do anything. I don't know what you're talking about." He snorted in response, scratching the back of his head.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Fri Jan 25, 2013 1:35 pm

By the time Lance finished with his shower and had redressed Dragonair had awoken, poking about his room. He was privy to the long Pokemon all put hidden entirely within the wardrobe nearby.

Shaking his head he called out to her, gesturing for her to follow.

"We don't have all day, Dragonair."

With a coo she dutifully followed after, the wardrobe's door still hanging open. Lance wouldn't bother with it for the time being. He wanted to check in on Layla and make sure she had not attempted to run off in the middle of the night. While he didn't think she would be stupid enough to it never hurt to double check.

At her door Lance rapped his knuckles a couple of times along the door, giving her a fair warning before letting himself in. He supposed given what she had gone through even that much would be considered a politeness.

Noting the bed was empty and the light on in the small bathroom joined to her room he remained respectful and stood nearer to the door he had come from. Dragonair, however, slithered her way closer, poking her head around the door to check on Layla.

"I take it you made yourself comfortable," Lance noted.

----[x]----

Blaire huffed, remaining seated on Benga, her legs on either side of him. She crossed her arms over her chest again, vaguely wondering if he was still drowsy or if he was just playing with her.

"You know what," she snorted, attempting to quash the guilt down. She didn't like feeling as if Benga was doing all the work, especially if he was losing any sleep over taking both watches.

"If you were tired you should have woken me up!"

She ignored the chilly morning air, instead choosing to focus on Benga as he roused himself further from sleep. Whether or not he was hamming it up Blaire wasn't quite able to tell. He did enjoy trying to lighten things up every now and again, after all.

Blaire had to admit, it was at times like this when Benga looked rather cute, attempting to wake himself up.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Fri Jan 25, 2013 1:51 pm

Layla flinched at the sound of Lance's voice. She had rather not but after quite some time, little things surprised her. She hated it. Layla was finding she didn't have much of a problem with Lance, at least not for the moment.

She watched the Dragonair for a moment. A few beats later, she stuck her hand out, hoping the Pokemon would come to her. Her sleeves were rolled up and she tried to ignore the visible scars and bruises. Part of her wanted to get over them.

It was hard however, knowing that she could be thrust into cruel hands again.

"I...uh," she began rather cautiously. She hated thinking so paranoid, acting so nervous for something that would have been perfectly normal in another time. "I suppose I did..."

Layla felt a little bad for remaining so guarded. Even after he had claimed he was not like the others twice now, she still felt the need to keep herself distant.

----[x]----

Benga blinked, rubbing the heel of his palm into one of his eyes for a moment. A yawn finally escaped him. He waved Blaire's complaints off, however playful they might have been. The woman would do anything she could to prod him about it.

"Looked to me like you didn't need to be woken up," he jested back. "You were out like a light!"

Of course, he had been to. Regardless of that case, he still hadn't any intention of waking her up that night. He preferred it this way. Some days, she looked worse for wear and she didn't even realize it.

He didn't want exhaustion taking it's toll if he could help it.

"Now, would ya get off me?" He attempted to push her shoulder lightly, in a playful manner. "We need to get movin' here or we're gonna miss our chance!"

They had to make it to one of the strongholds soon. These people were depending on them, whether they knew it or not. Benga knew that taken on a bigger stronghold might have been a foolish idea. However, he and Blaire were bother rather strong, they had little to worry about.

At least, that's what he hoped for. There was no telling how long their luck would stretch out.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Fri Jan 25, 2013 2:07 pm

Lance hummed in response, taking note of the hesitant way in which she answered. He resisted scoffing at this, however. All of this tip-toeing around him was beginning to wear on his nerves. Lance wouldn't say anything on the matter, not for the time being at least.

He could see Dragonair pushing herself closer to Layla in the bathroom. What he could not see was that the Pokemon was taking to investigating the scars and bruises still on her flesh.

"Whenever you are ready," he said, "we might as well get a start on the day."

Lance was one to rise early. He did not enjoy wasting time when he could be out and about. He wondered if Layla was like this as well or if today was an exception. Perhaps her paranoia caused her to wake early, as well.

He wondered how the day would go. He hadn't exactly had anything planned for the time being.

----[x]----

Blaire sighed, well aware that Benga had a point. They needed to make it back into the city quickly as it stood, before the crowds were thick and they could be recognized more easily.

She poked at his forehead as she relented. "I guess." Blaire stood then, holding out her hands to help Benga to his feet.

She missed the amused look Kujo shot towards Garchomp at the two, the large dog Pokemon rising to his feet and stretching. Kujo quickly shook himself after this, waiting for the two to be ready to head out.

"Though if you keel over asleep you only have yourself to blame," she goaded lightly, well aware that it might not even faze Benga.

She hoped that they could get the mission done and over with today. If they could help lead those who had been enslaved to Genesis out of the city the hardest part would be over. They had a little area where another rebel's Kadabra would wait to teleport those who wanted to be sent to the rebel base right there.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Fri Jan 25, 2013 2:35 pm

Layla allowed the Dragonair to study her arm carefully. This normally would have made her rather nervous. She really did feel more comfortable around Pokemon than she did other people.

Eventually, she tugged the white sleeves over her arms again, reaching out to run her hand over Dragonair's scaly body. "Don't worry about them," she murmured. She placed her index finger to her lips, as if to say it was a secret.

Part of her knew that the Pokemon might tell Lance in her own form one way or another. She'd rather not have that but the Dragonair would do as she wished and Layla couldn't stop that.

Eventually, she pulled away, tugging her hair into a ponytail again. She flipped the light off, allowing the Dragonair to move out of the bathroom before her. Layla exited the room herself, tugging at her sleeve as if it wasn't enough to hide the bruises or scars.

She spared a glance toward Lance, unsure of what to say at the moment. Layla tugged her coat on a moment after, having taken it into the bathroom with her. The bruises were safe from prying eyes and she had to tell herself that constantly.

"I don't suppose you've any plans?" she inquired a little time afterward. She felt a little too forward. This would have normally resulted in some form of punishment if it had been anyone else.

Layla resisted berating herself. Lance didn't seem bad or had any intention in harming her. She didn't want to think so guarded anymore. It was exhausting, tip toeing around every subject anymore.

----[x]----

Benga took Blaire's hand. She pulled him to his feet. Patting himself down, he waved the glances their Pokemon shot away. They did this at times, every one of them. It was as if they knew something more or wanted to make some inclination of it.

Benga often times ignored that kind of thing.

"You'll freeze before I keel over," he jested back, shooting toothy grin at Blaire.

After that was said, he pushed his way out of the cave. While the air was still chilly, the sunlight helped a bit. It would be the only thing serving to warm Blaire for a while. They'd have to make a point to snatch some clothing for her; at least a jacket if they could help it.

Benga rather hated seeing her so cold.

He glanced back, waiting on Blaire. When she and her Pokemon excited, they began walking. The walk would at least keep them warm enough. He ruffled his long hair, gauging the time by the sunlight.

"You're probably gonna kill me for askin' again," Benga began. "But you've got the plan all memorized, right?"

They had to be careful. Even if they had a set plan in mind, it didn't always work out, as much as he hated that fact.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Fri Jan 25, 2013 2:53 pm

Dragonair had inclined her head to Layla at the motion to keep quiet about the injuries and scars. This confused Dragonair. Why would Layla want to hide them. She flicked her tail in response before turning and sliding out of the bathroom back to Lance's side.

There he patted her head affectionately, avoiding her horn.

"You certainly seem to have grown bold already," Lance noted, raising a brow at Layla. He merely wanted to see what kind of a reaction she might provide, see if she held to it or not.

"No, I have nothing scheduled for the day. It would be best to get you acquainted with the area."

Though it was a larger stronghold it did not mean that a few cocky rebels might attack later on. Lance wanted to make sure that Layla would know about all of the areas before that might happen however unlikely it might be.

----[x]----

While Benga took the time to dismissively wave away Kujo and Garchomp Blaire did not spare them a look. She liked to think that by not showing any reaction to their looks then it might discourage them from whatever they were thinking.

"Oh, that sounds like a bet," she answered, following after Benga. Their Pokemon were quick to tail after them. They would be allowed to follow outside their pokeballs for some time before Blaire would have to at least recall Kujo. Arcanine were another Pokemon designated to male trainers.

She kept close to Kujo's side, a hand tangled in his fur.

Blaire tossed Benga a look at his question, swatting at his arm lightly.

"Of course I do! After we get everyone out we meet up with Kadabra at the spot we designated before with everyone who wants to hide out with the others. It's not exactly rocket science."

They had no real plan as to getting into the stronghold yet, either. It wasn't as if they had gone after one so large before and they had no idea what to expect from it because of this.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Fri Jan 25, 2013 3:19 pm

Layla did her best to avoid flinching or gnawing at her lip. She knew that it had been a bold question and she wasn't sure how he'd go about it. She figured as long as she wasn't being hit or berated, that statement in itself was better than what could have happened.

"I'm...sorry," She couldn't stop habits beaten into her however.

She scoffed a little at that. Even attempting to make some effort proved less than fruitful. She knew it would take time but she was growing frustrated already. Nothing was familiar to her anymore. It was a rather unsettling feeling.

"Alright." she spoke simply after he had plowed on.

Layla didn't know how she felt about 'getting acquainted' with this place. If she had to be alone at points, she'd rather avoid it. There was no telling who might take a chance if she strayed to far from Lance.

She rubbed her arm nervously. She didn't care to walking about this place but she tried to look at it from a lighter point of view. It was much better than some of the other places she'd been shoved into.

She waited for Lance to lead on, wondering just how things would fare through the day.

----[x]----

Benga gave a brief nod in response. Despite her annoyed tone, he at least liked to be reminded that she was clear with everything. Even if things didn't go according to plan, they could at least try to keep something straight between them.

"Well, at least you remember these things," he jested, shooting her an amused grin.

It was easy to prod Blaire. She often left herself open for these kinds of things and reacted heavily upon them. It was fun to see what she'd say or do next. There weren't too many bland moments with Blaire.

As they trekked on, things grew silent on and off. They listened carefully for any sounds that were not natural to the forest. The calls of bird Pokemon often drifted through the air but other than that, it seemed rather peaceful at best.

"Seems rather peaceful today," he noted, a frown lining his lips. "Wonder what's gonna go wrong."

Days like this always left him on edge. It almost seemed too peaceful now. As if the old days were back. He hated to think of it this way but in the world they lived in, they couldn't afford not to.

He nodded toward Garchomp who moved further ahead a tad. If there was someone out here, the Pokemon would most likely know it first.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Fri Jan 25, 2013 3:33 pm

Lance raised a brow at Layla as she tried to keep her composure even as she apologized. He resisted shaking his head at this behavior. Until she could overcome the habits beaten into her Lance could not discern if she was useful or if she was someone he should just ignore altogether.

He needed strong trainers who were kind to their Pokemon not weaklings who didn't know how to handle themselves. Then again Lorelei had told him at one point that he was far pickier than he thought himself to be.

With a gesture to follow Lance took the lead, his pace as swift as ever. He was not one who liked to dally around. Dragonair hung back just a little to move at Layla's side as she had the day before to buffer against anyone who might attempt to approach the woman.

"I suppose it would be natural to get you something to eat first," Lance mused, glancing to Layla. No doubt a lack of food might have been used to break her as well. It was rather easy to break someone down if one knew how.

He began to lead them towards the staircases. He didn't much care for the elevator considering it was only two floors down that they would be heading for.

"We'll stop by the cafeteria first."

----[x]----

Blaire huffed, bringing her hands up to her mouth and blowing on them in an attempt to warm them. Even though she was warmer as they hiked back to the city her hands and feet were always the hardest parts of her to keep warm.

"You just like annoying me," she sniffed, tossing Benga a look. He only seemed to grow more amused by this.

It grew quiet for awhile then, listening to the sounds the could reach them. Occasionally Blaire thought she could hear a Rattata or Raticate shuffling off over the dead leaves. Perhaps it was something less uncommon, however. She couldn't be sure with the quick way that the Pokemon moved.

While in the old days this wouldn't have fazed her it made her a little wary. When were the Pokemon going to grow quiet? When would they scatter and hide?

"We won't know until it happens," she noted, if only to keep the silence between them at bay for the moment. They were both on edge and even the Pokemon at their side were on their guard.

"You know, there's quite a large sewer system under the city, runs under the stronghold," Blaire pointed out. "I managed to pull some blueprints up before everything went to hell yesterday. If we need to we could use the sewers to sneak in."

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Fri Jan 25, 2013 4:11 pm

Layla glanced up at him as he spoke up again. She kept up pace, her body protesting a little more with proper rest and a shower. Occasionally, she'd reach out to Dragonair, not wanting to ignore her or the kindness she was showing by sticking so closely.

There were still members who were up and about early, sparing none too friendly looks.

Layla couldn't deny that she had been deprived of food in the past. She was a skinny thing now and it was harder to take blows because of it. Still, the act was appreciated though, she did not speak up about it.

The silence, she didn't quite care for it but didn't know how to break it. She felt paranoid and uncomfortable despite her efforts.

"I'm sorry," She apologized again. "If I seem so...cautious."

She resisted gnawing at her lip, sparing a glance toward him. "I don't really care to be..."

----[x]----

Benga glanced back at her words. He scrunched his nose a bit, disliking having to use the sewers again. They'd taken to them before and while it wasn't very pleasant, he knew he shouldn't complain too much.

Still, he rather disliked the thought of trekking through tunnels again.

"When did you manage to snatch those?" He inquired as he turned his gaze ahead of them again.

He knew that very few items were safe from Blaire's hands when it came to her pick pocketing. Blaire knew what she was doing and it had helped them several times over. Benga wouldn't admit he was a little jealous of the tact.

He didn't have the patience or the subtly to learn those kinds of things.

"Regardless, it sounds safer than just running right up to the place," he mused out loud. "Might serve as a nice way to cripple that strong hold as well."

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Fri Jan 25, 2013 4:23 pm

Lance didn't so much mind the quiet as they headed down the stairs and towards the cafeteria. In fact he never minded such things. He often preferred the quiet over loud noises anyways.

He spared another glance Layla's way as she spoke up, looking hesitant. Lance did not know just how often he would have to wave off the apologies before she stopped. These were not things to apologize for, not in Lance's mind, after all.

"Why you see the need to apologize for such things I'll never know," he answered dismissively.

As they approached the cafeteria doors he reached over, placing his hand at the small of her back and leading her head of him. She needed the food, as scrawny as she was. Even the coat she wore seemed to engulf her in its folds.

"Worry about getting healthy instead of apologizing so much," Lance said as he did this.

----[x]----

Blaire couldn't help but snicker a little at the disgusted look that crossed Benga's face. It was no secret that he despised traveling through sewers and avoided it when they could. Blaire could sympathize. It was never fun using that sort of method.

"Well, don't look so excited about it, Benga!" she teased.

She shook her head, again taking a moment to blow on her hands, rubbing them to warm them. No matter how often she did this the chilly morning air sapped away what warmth she managed to bring to them.

"I managed to find them in the local library yesterday, probably a little after we split up," she answered. "Wasn't easy. Because of Genesis it's not as easy as it used to be to get blue prints. No, they were under lock down and I had to do a bit of convincing to get them."

Blaire didn't go into details. It was no secret that she could be charming when she needed to be and it came in handy for when they needed something if they had the time for that kind of method.

She nodded at Benga's response. "Maybe if we can find a way to sabotage beneath the building when we're safely out of there."

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Fri Jan 25, 2013 5:02 pm

Layla found herself at a loss to his words. This wasn't what she was used to, as much as she hated to admit it. This was unfamiliar. She would have been scolded or beaten by this point. Lance was actively attempting to help her, get her health back to where it needed to be.

She felt something stir in her again, something very unfamiliar. She attempted to quash it as he pushed her on. Layla wasn't sure of this feeling. It was too unfamiliar, not like the others.

Than again, she knew she was having trouble deciphering on emotion from the next. All she really recalled was fear.

Layla swallowed as they moved into the cafeteria. She ignored the curious glances sent in their direction. Part of her hated them. It was as if she stuck out over any other person. She raised her head finally, holding her gaze for a moment. She felt she might be overstepping her boundaries again but she knew Lance seemed to want this.

"Is all of this for your own gain?" She inquired finally.

Part of her knew that that might have been true. It seemed he didn't care for her to act as a liability though he didn't know the extent of how damaged she was. Part of her was a tad miffed by it, even as she attempted to quash the feeling.

----[x]----

Benga listened to her carefully. He couldn't deny that he was a tad miffed about her methods. He had little inkling as to why but he didn't put much thought into it.

He didn't want to be someone petty and jealous. Still, he had no idea why he would need to feel as such anyways.

"We'll figure something out when we get a look at it," He responded, looking about carefully.

There were no hints of trouble yet. He was a little glad for it. A surprise attack so early in the morning was never fun to deal with. It was easier to catch them off guard when they were just up and moving about. At least at night, they had some inkling of people being out and about.

"I'm more concerned about the rumors on that particular strong hold,' he mused out loud. He glanced back at Blaire. "Word on the street was Lance was there. Guess he's received an 'assistant', putting it light terms. Some rebellious chick though, some of those Genesis members seemed to take that statement more of a joke."

He scoffed at that. It wasn't uncommon to see that 'rebellious' statement being tossed about to abuse people 'under' them. No doubt, that woman was the same as well as many others.

"If they really are true though," He plowed on. "We'll have to make a point to be careful."

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Fri Jan 25, 2013 5:13 pm

"Perhaps," he answered simply, not giving Layla much to work with. As long as she was being taken care of he didn't see why she would have to question this.

Lance shook his head. Now was not the time to talk about any plans he might have. Not out in the open with other loyaler Genesis members out and about. He prodded her a little more. She needed to eat, not question things.

"Focus on eating for now," Lance pressed, stressing the importance of it. "There is time later for you to question the things around you."

Dragonair trilled in agreement, hurrying forward to where the food waited, looking pointedly at Layla. Her tail flickered through the air a little, the strange orb protrusions catching the light and seemingly making them glow.

----[x]----

Blaire observed Benga a little discreetly. She was sure she had seen something flash over his expression at the mention of getting the city's blue prints but it had been gone before she had been able to discern what it had been. She tried to put it from her mind for the time being.

"I suppose," she relented after a moment.

Kujo's large paws crunched any number of leaves as he lumbered on beside her. It wouldn't be too long before he would be called back to his pokeball. It was rare that he was allowed out to stretch anymore though the Pokemon understood why this was.

His ear flickered as Benga spoke up again, only vaguely paying attention. What he said had more importance to Blaire as of the moment. Indeed, she scoffed a little at the information Benga had picked up.

"Oh, of course, because naturally, right?" Blaire spoke up, shaking her head.

"Considering how large this building is we might be forced to split up, you know that, right?"

The question was carefully worded, Blaire glancing at Benga for his reaction. They always had made it a point not to separate. They always had each other's backs to make sure the other did not get ganged up on. It's how it had been since Genesis had risen to power.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Fri Jan 25, 2013 5:51 pm

Layla felt a little uncertain on the words. It didn't give her much and she doubted she'd get much more than that for the moment. Whether that was simply because he didn't want to share any plans or if there were others poking about, she couldn't be sure.

Part of her had to wonder why he would keep himself silent if it was because others were around. He worked for the same people, didn't he? What was there to hide?

Layla attempted to put those questions into the back of her mind. She gave a curt nod in response, a frown lining her lips. Nervously, she followed the Dragonair. She studied what was there, picking small amounts. She knew she shouldn't overdo it. Layla didn't want to make herself sick over finally gaining something to eat.

After a few moments she found a place to sit, picking a little at her food before she actually ate it. It was a slow process. She didn't want to upset her stomach.

----[x]----

Benga rubbed the back of his neck. Wasn't that what the meeting place was for? They both very well knew that this was the case. Despite his worries, he didn't care to be reminded. It only made him more anxious.

"Yea, I know that." He muttered in response.

There was no telling what would go wrong given the chances Genesis took. They weren't afraid to kill. In fact, if they had the opportunity, they would do as such. People's lives meant very little to them. That was completely apparent when it came to those enslaved under them.

The thought made his stomach roll.

"You'll just have to make sure you don't get into trouble!" He attempted to smooth things over. "I won't be there to save you!"

Benga knew that she was capable of taking care of herself. Still, he worried. They were heavily outnumbered and a previous Elite Four member might have been there. The worst could easily happen.

Even if they fought and bickered at times, he still cared about her. He simply didn't admit this out loud for her to hear.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Fri Jan 25, 2013 6:09 pm

Lance kept a steady eye on Layla as she poked around for what food she wanted. Even with Dragonair at her side he could see some nasty looks being sent her way yet again. He scowled at this, quickly making his own plate of food before joining her at the emptied table she had found.

Why he did this was anyone's guess. Perhaps he wanted to make it a point to the others around to not mess with Layla or maybe it was something more. Lance wouldn't indulge the answer if asked.

He picked up a pear, biting into it before glancing at Layla discreetly. She seemed to be careful about how much she ate, no doubt not wanting to suffer from eating too much or even just too fast.

"Most in Genesis pick on those that display weakness," he advised. It wasn't something many of the rebels seemed to know about. Then again Genesis members usually traveled in groups of three or more - two was growing even more uncommon.

Alone, if an enemy was putting p a fight they usually left the enemy be by some form of excuse.

----[x]----

Despite her own worries Blaire couldn't help but smile at Benga's attempt to lighten the mood again. No doubt he was just as anxious and worried. She rubbed her hand over her mouth momentarily, as if to hide the smile before tossing him an amused look.

"Oh, my hero," she teased good-naturedly.

She paused to tug out Kujo's pokeball, recalling him after giving him a good scratch behind the ears. They were getting to the edge of the treeline again and having him out at her side would be disastrous if anyone were to spot them.

"A wild child like you? I'm sure you'd find a way to come swooping in to save the day," she carried on, attempting to keep her own mind from her worries.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Fri Jan 25, 2013 6:54 pm

Layla did her best to ignore the looks shot her way. Occasionally, she'd hear a couple whispering and snickering with each other. She'd always catch the particular pair out of the corner of her eye.

Instead of focusing on that, she listened to Lance speak. She was confused by him. He seemed to be making some attempts to help her. What would that do for her however? If she stood up to one, others would simply take it as an excuse. Her life was worthless to the majority of these people.

"What would you suggest I do?" She inquired a moment afterward.

Her heart raced in response. Every part of her was screaming not to push him, that she should expect to be hurt or beaten in because of it. Yet he made no motion to do as such and tried to calm her.

The way she saw it, there wasn't a lot that she could actively do. Not here or without her Pokemon. If she made some attempt, it would only be seen as a perfect opportunity to 'beat sense into her' as a punishment.

----[x]----

Benga snorted in response. At least the air was becoming a little lighter. Even if it was a tad childish, neither ever seemed to mind that fact. They were a pair who often encouraged this kind of playfulness in fact.

"You know it!" He boosted as he placed his hands behind his head. "They wouldn't know what hit them either!"

Benga attempted to keep his voice down a tad after a moment. There was no telling how far off someone could be after all. No, they had to remain as careful as possible. He hated that fact however.

He grunted slightly, turning his gaze on Blaire for a moment. "I'm the best at being the hero and don't you forget it!"

Regardless, he only said these things to lighten the mood. He knew they had to be careful, regardless of the circumstance. Either one of them could be captured or killed. The whole thing was playing a game with their lives.

Benga hated this world and those who had corrupted it. He wanted them to fall and fall hard. It would only be a matter of time, after all. He wondered if they had time to spare.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Fri Jan 25, 2013 7:08 pm

Lance was quiet for a moment, shooting the pair that kept giggling and leering at them a look. They grew silent only for a moment before they started back up. Lance wondered what they had planned. No doubt it was good.

"Don't act so meekly," he answered lowly, tossing the snickering pair another look. He didn't like the two already. They were known for being sneaky and going where they had no reason to be.

He bit into the pear again, chewing thoughtfully. No doubt Layla thought she was defenseless without her Pokemon. If that was the case he might have to remedy that if only to give her one back for the time being.

Lance scoffed at this. People were capable of a lot more than they gave themselves credit for. Instead they relied heavily on their Pokemon more often than not.

"If it would settle you I can track down at least one of your Pokemon for the time being." He paused then, shooting her a wary look. "But do not mistake my kindness for weakness."

He'd rather not have Layla grow cocky and try to fight back against him because she had one of her old team back.

----[x]----

It was quiet for a moment between them as they listened. It was normal now-a-days. Though the mood was light they could not risk letting down their guard entirely so brief spurts of silence would happen so they could listen to what was happening around them.

Blaire chuckled, looping her arm through Benga's as they walked. He could be cocky sometimes but she felt it was a little deserved. Even when they had been young he had been quite strong.

"Well, Mr. Hero, let's go show them who's the best, huh?"

Despite the arrogant way they spoke both knew they would be going about this mission cautiously. It wouldn't do to play the hero once inside and end up risking one or both their lives.

"All those people inside I'm sure you'll find a pretty damsel~," she teased, shooting Benga a suggestive look. For as long as she had known him Benga hadn't exactly shown much interest in finding a girlfriend. He had always seemed more focused on becoming a stronger and better trainer.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Fri Jan 25, 2013 7:45 pm

Layla felt her heart skip a beat at the mention of tracking down one of her Pokemon. Even if it was just one, that told her more than she needed.

"So...they're still alive?" She inquired. The relief in her tone was mixed with doubt, almost as if her mind wouldn't let her believe it. "They're alright, right? No one's...done anything to them?"

Layla had seen the strange Pokemon. The ones that were vicious and powerful. Some Genesis members had threatened to allow those Pokemon to attack her. Some even did. She remembered jolts of electricity running through her body. She still wondered how she survived those things.

She scrunched her nose at the next statement, part of her completely disbelieving what he had just said.

"Kindness isn't an act of weakness," she shot back. "Not in my eyes."

After everything that had happened, an ounce of kindness showed her more than the cruelty of others. It was easier for them, those corrupted by their power, to choose cruelty over kindness. Lance had been the first to show her any such kindness, even if he dismissed it more times than not.

She was thankful to him for that.

----[x]----

Benga allowed Blaire to loop her arm around his. it was an act that was typically seen by the two. Benga never grew uncomfortable with this; never had been uncomfortable with a lot of things they did. Some might have been bothered by this kind of thing but growing up together and rough housing all of the time, it was something that became more normality than anything else.

He scoffed as she spoke of finding a girlfriend within the strong hold. That wasn't something he was focusing on. It never really been in fact. The thought rarely ever crossed his mind.

"Yea, right." He scoffed in response. "And I suppose you'll flirt with every cute guy you can find." he jested afterward.

That was very normal for Blaire. Despite her subtly in some forms, she did not known how to subtly flirt. It was like getting hit by a bus. Anyone who had experience, even some who didn't, could tell what she was up to.

"Have you improved at all?" He continued to prod. "Or are you still as subtle as a train?"

He snickered a little at her expression. No doubt, they'd be picking at each other until they reached the city again. That was still ways off and there was no telling if they could enter right away.

He'd rather not go around the place, that would set them back. Still, if it had to be done, it would be.

Subject: Re: [PKMN Rp] Bring us Home [OPEN] Fri Jan 25, 2013 8:11 pm

Lance shook his head. He wasn't quite sure how his answer would affect Layla. Truth be told he couldn't say for sure just yet. It was harder to track down taken Pokemon than the people themselves.

"I can't promise anything," he said, glancing at the young woman from the corner of his eye. "Only that I can track them down given time and have at least one of them returned for the time being."

For the Pokemon's sake he hoped they had not been experimented on. It was that fact alone that caused so much hatred for Genesis in him. It was that part, the part of abusing and killing Pokemon, that caused him to want to overthrow the entire lot of them given enough time.

He scoffed at her answer. She would be one who felt that way. Still, Lance would not berate her for that line of thinking. He supposed his kindnesses were helping her out of her broken state, if a little slowly.

----[x]----

Blaire shook her head at Benga. He always denied finding anyone, even to his own grandpa. She had a feeling he'd find someone eventually, whether he thought so or not. Sometimes it was a little fun to prod him about it, too.

"You say that now," she teased, trailing off and smirking at him playfully.

She couldn't help but laugh as Benga brought up his own argument. These were common things to hear from the two at this point. Besides, she had to admit that she wasn't very good at being subtle when it came to what had her attention.

"I am as subtle as a train wreck on a boat!" she answered with a chuckle, taking a moment to listen to the sounds around them again. Nothing reached her ears that could be a threat.

"Besides, don't tell me you don't like laughing at me flirting," Blaire carried on after she was sure no threat was nearby. "I seem to recall you having to stuff your fist in your mouth to stop from laughing once!"