Staring.
His eyes peered intently towards the girl. Azuki regarded this man coolly, her hands clutching the familiar crimson and silver metallic ball. He was holding the same thing. Actually, two of them were. Team Meteora. The name had a certain ring she didn't like. The man leered one more time, before speaking,
"We'll give you a chance to drop your Pokeballs slowly..." he said delibrately, edging sideways. "...and hand them over. See? Not so difficult, is it?"
Each of them had six Pokemon each. SHe had four. This wasn't good.
"Yeah, right. Go, Ryuu!" Azuki desperately called out, her loyal Charizard roaring. Before either of them could comment, she had flung herself over his back, urging him to fly. He understood feear, and flapped his wings with a dull thudd. SHe heard the two men cursing profusely, before they too sent out flying Pokemon.
Go faster She urged. He nodded, and picked up speed.
It was a pity the two men were so stubborn.