Selene
"Right...well now that that's over..." she started after helping Ri get a hold of Ty, making sure that he was properly supported before stepping back with a hand on her hip, brushing her bangs out of her face, "we'd better be getting back to take Ty to the...uhh...oh no..." she trailed off when, upon turning back to Xack, she noticed the other Zorua stood watching them. Not that she was nervous or anything but her hand subconsciously reached for Ryan's pokeball...seeing as Ri couldn't beat the hell out of the thing Ryan would have to have a shot...
Before she could turn to Vince to think up a plan, the Zorua...it spoke and Selene could understand it?! What madness was this!! The words it spoke, obviously to Vince, shocked her...'little girl?!' thought Selene, her face turning furious, though that wasn't the most shocking part it was the bit her mind chose to focus on. Before she could jump into the row, however, she found herself...looking at...well, herself.
Confused Selene looked straight at the Evil, sneering Selene and inwardly vowed never ever to make that face - it made her contorted face look ridiculously ugly. The copy was nearly perfect...but it was more beautiful yet more horrifying than the Real Sel in a strange way...the eyes were darker and more enthralling but also looked as though they would be the last thing you'd ever see.
As she gaped at herself, she nearly missed the words the Zorua spoke to Vince...and...and the words he replied with. Now Selene looked at Vince in surprise, feeling as though she were watching a multi-player ping pong game with her head moving so much, and couldn't help herself blushing and grinning as she looked down at her feet, looking more than a bit of an idiot...so her suspicions from earlier with Ty seemed to be correct...not that she was going to push the issue of course. Vince's response could easily have just been a slip of the tongue under this weird circumstance...
When Vince captured the Zorua and took off his jacket, Selene didn't blame him as the blood was getting to her too as she sent Ri walking in front of them so she didn't have to see it, he seemed to blame himself...
"Don't apologise, it isn't your fault," said Selene, placing a hand on his shoulder somewhat hesitantly with a smile as they left the building, taking one last look over her shoulder at it. Wait until Mark heard about this..."If anything Ty shouldn't have just ran off like that but...but those were two nasty Pokemon, it couldn't be helped...and hey, that is probably the easiest capture I've ever seen in my life, so every cloud has it's silver lining right?" she quipped lightly, trying to lighten the mood somewhat.
Brogan
Nodding slowly at Mackenzie, Brogan watched her with a partially amused and partially completative expression, as though trying to figure out what use the girl would be to her - which, in truth, was exactly what she was thinking - before falling into step beside Jack as he led them from the beach. He didn't seem all too happy to have been interrupted by Mackenzie, therefore a genius move from Brogan to invite her along with them, and this idea was certified in Brogan's mind on Jack's whispered words.
A small smirk slowly played across her face as she turned to Jack with a raised eyebrow. Leaning into him, she whispered "Well...would you look at that, so it has...if you're a nice boy then I may make it up to you sometime," never once breaking eye contact with him before moving back slowly, facing forward as she walked with that same expression on her face. This was proving more amusing than she had originally anticipated...
Once in the courtyard, Jack challenged Mackenzie to a battle, or at least very heavily implied that he wanted to fight her. Brogan supposed she should be either mildly annoyed that he didn't ask her or she should be flattered - something told her that whilst he loved battling and sought out opponents actively, this was approaching a macho display of strength partially for her benefit.
"Ooooh, we're going to see your beautiful battling styles!" she cooed, mimicking Fantina's irritating accent with a smirk before turning away, "You two go right ahead, I just need to make some calls...haven't spoken to my Dad in a while and...well, I doubt he'll be free to talk to me but I wanna try..." she trailed off, putting just the right amount of hope and 'hurt little girl' into her voice with a small dejected smile as she turned away, looking down at her sparkly X-Transciever.
Her expression turned mutinous - she'd been waiting for an update from Alex for at least an hour and a half since she messaged him...this was just unacceptable. Did he not understand who she was? Who he was keeping waiting? She glared down at the gadget on her wrist as she jabbed at his contact number...it picked up on the first ring.
"Ms Houghton-Tay-" "Cut the bull you idiot, I've been waiting for this update for over an hour, what have you been playing at!" she hissed angrily at the young blonde man on the screen, somewhat satisfied but nowhere near pacified as he visibly flinched at her harsh tone and her expression.
"I'm sorry Ma'am, but I've had other cases to work on..." Brogan scoffed and shook her head at him shortly.
"Does it look like I care? Now, I suggest you don't keep me waiting any longer...there are plenty of other Private Investigators in this region who would love to be held on retainer to serve me, and they would be much more efficient about it." Alex nodded shortly, leaning out of view as he gathered some papers.
"Of course Miss. Well I dug up all I could on the name Mark Wilson...nothing. Resident of Celadon, his Dad was investigated for some Porygon disappearance from the Game Corner a few years ago but the case went cold - it was hushed up around the same time that the big anti-Game Corner movement started. Pretty normal family to be honest, Dad was a bit of a known gambling addict, but there are many of them around Celadon. Plus..." he trailed off for a moment, looking at Brogan as though judging the tone. When she raised an eyebrow he knew he had to continue whether he should or not. "Well...Miss Houghton-Taylor...he's only 14. He's younger than you are...do you not think your suspicions were a bit..."
"Paranoid?" finished Brogan, her voice dangerously calm. Alex flinched and nodded slightly, Brogan watching him with narrowed eyes. "Perhaps so. But someone who was so interested in meeting someone from such a 'powerful family' arouses suspicion do they not? I can't afford any slip-ups during my time here, Alex. Meanwhile get working on those other names, particularly that Skye Oddell person...he is your primary target now. Don't leave me waiting so long next time." And before Alex could agree and say goodbye, Brogan hung up furiously. She took a moment to glare at the floor before rearranging her face into her pleasant if not saddened smile, making her way back to Jack and Mackenzie...and some other boy. ANOTHER ONE?!
"No answer...he must be too busy..." she looked the new boy up and down briefly and immediately disliked him. Mainly because he reminded her too much of herself - he had that same cool, cocky arrogance that came from thinking you're superior to everybody else. Problem was, she WAS superior to everyone else...she was Brogan Houghton-Taylor...who was this guy? If he was anyone of any consequence she would have recognised him from the exclusive higher social circles she mingled in. She raised an eyebrow at him slightly before scoffing and turning away - what a jackass - putting a hand on Jack's shoulder and looking up at him.
"Make sure you kick his ass okay Jack?" she said lightly, leaning up and giving him a brief kiss on his cheek before shooting a glare over her shoulder at the other boy and walking away, sitting on a bench in the courtyard and crossing her legs gracefully, resting her chin on her hand. In truth, she didn't really care whether Jack won or not - although it would be good to see this clown taken down a peg or two, but she was more than capable of doing that by herself - but she just wanted him to know that she had figured him out within the second.