Most was quiet... For that time. Lieutenant Sullivan and Specialist Schuldiner had been watching one named "Trika" and another named "Lusi" (Elric guessed Lusitania) conversing beneath the tree that they had stayed hidden in for days now. One of the two spoke of strange alternate multiverses with lime-green water and red people; Martians, maybe? Either way, it gave Elric the creeps, and Ryan could sense his superior's troubled expression. Quietly, they watched as the Sceptile and Flygon trade remarks on accounts of these wonderfully disturbing images, and Ryan looked like he was close to bursting out in laughter. The human adult clad in the snow-white suit spoke up finally, "Ryan, what do you think we should do with the visitors?"
"Dunno sir, but they're great at telling fantastic lies," the Specialist retorted, a smirk growing on his muzzle. The wolf's look returned to a serious expression, one that demanded knowledge of why 'Lusi' and 'Trika' had trespassed on the territory that the two had held as secure for the past two weeks.
"Alright, we're going down. Follow my lead," Elric whispered, immediately withdrawing his pistol from it's holster and cocking back the hammer, prepping it for combat. Ryan also readied his
Type 05 Submachine-gun and followed the Lieutenant's lead, jumping down from their perch and pointing their weapons at the two Pokemon.
"Both of you, explain your business here. This is a secure area," the Lieutenant barked, his aim unflinching.