Team Havoc Fight Club (Revived)

[Ninetales1]

"All right, Sorciere, Alice, Gold... Golden Fox?"
At that point, Ringo saw his Alakazam lying on his grandfather's bed, sound asleep.
"Right, of course, it's way past your bedtime. Don't worry Golden Fox, you need not be interrupted until the sun comes up."
With that, Ringo returned Golden Fox to his Pokeball. His Pokeball was easy to tell apart from the others--it was the Luxury Ball. Alice was kept in a Dusk Ball, and Sorciere was kept in an ordinary Pokeball. (Maybe the reason why Sorciere tended to be so flashy is because she had the least flashy Pokeball?) Ah well--after all, Sorciere was the first Pokemon his mother captured after a long break from Pokemon training in her youth, but for a long time afterward, she was also her best Pokemon. Sorciere had shown an unforgettable attitude, style, and flair in contests and battles alike for as long as Yamiko could remember (or at least as long as she was a Mismagius). It could also be noted that the Dusk Stone that evolved her to Mismagius was a present Lupin gave to Yamiko shortly after meeting her, making this event extra special. Ringo really ought to have been proud of bringing two Pokemon here that had such interesting trainers and interesting histories in themselves. It was these characteristics that Ringo thought about very frequently in his spare time.

"Now," Ringo continued, "what else shall we do until twilight breaks?"
Alice looked up at him abruptly, awakening from her short beauty nap. She then yawned and shook her head. It really was embarassing for her to doze off in the middle of the night...
A pause.
"...Don't worry, I got a few things planned. Come on, you two. It's time for another night adventure. Sorciere, I hope you'll enjoy this."
I already am, Sorciere thought, a mischievous smile on her face. Absorbing aural energy from people or stray Pokemon was fun, but what was it like doing something else...?

A while later, Ringo was out on the streets again, Alice walking in front of him and acting as a scout. She often did this while walking around with Lupin, but she felt slightly uncomfortable this time because all the streetlights "ruined the darkness" that she so loved. It had nothing to do with the fact that it was Ringo instead of Lupin, although deep down inside she wondered about the possibility of Ringo being "less experienced" at sneaking around in a place like this. Anyways, fortunately, nearly all of the neon signs were unlit so late at night, although a few streetlamps were still lit. After all, when more electrical devices are on, it costs more money and presents the (although very small) risk of deadly short circuits. So Ringo was finally able to see properly without his sunglasses.

Within a few moments, Ringo lost track of Alice. For a split second, he was worried about where she'd gone, but then he remembered his father mentioning that Alice occasionally "found something of interest" and stayed out of sight for a while. So maybe Alice found something suspicious, some little gadget in a hole small enough for only her to fit through... Anyways, Ringo decided it must be best to just continue on with whatever he was doing. Perhaps Alice would find some way to return to him...? Ringo wasn't sure, so he just figured that if his father often did it, it was okay for him to do it too. So he continued walking, searching for a place of interest...

The first place Ringo came to was a large parking lot filled with trucks and a few workers. This was the back of the grocery store, and there were people out and about restocking it. Ringo even managed to snatch an apple from one of the trucks before disappearing into a dark area behind the store. (An apple--how appropriate, since his name meant apple.) After a short amount of thought, he took two apples, and gave one to Sorciere to hold. At that point, Sorciere was invisible--Ringo had told her to stay that way so as to not stand out. So all of a sudden, one of the apples seemed to vanish into thin air...

This wasn't the place Ringo was interested in though. So Ringo wandered around the side of the building, to a place across the street where there was a very narrow alley-ish space between the buildings. Hmm, this seemed to lead somewhere... Anyways, as Ringo crossed the street, he could see the ex-Silph Co. building--from now on he would use this as a landmark because it was the tallest building in the city. Nobody was on this street, not even a guard or anything... Anyways, Ringo was about to make his way into the narrow dark space, when the faint outline of Sorciere's eyes appeared next to a wall.
Hmm... it appears this space is guarded a different way.
This eye signal Ringo went over with Sorciere indicated that Sorciere spotted a surveillance camera and has just turned it off. This was a job that Lupin's Dusknoir usually did, but a Mismagius was better because she was smaller and had an easier time slipping through walls and turning invisible. (Whenever "Shinigami", Lupin's Dusknoir, did it, the faint outline of the "face" on Dusknoir's body still showed up. But it often scared people anyways, so...) Ringo smiled at his mother's Mismagius when he passed by the spot Sorciere indicated, and continued into the dark space.

It was such a narrow space, lined with pipes and minuscule electric lights. These lights looked strikingly familiar to the lights at the bottom of the signpost Ringo had seen earlier... did this lead to the same area as a supposed secret door beneath that signpost did? Ringo thought about this as he slipped through the narrow space, thankful that he wasn't a very bulky person, careful to make as little sound as possible. Of course, he happened to wear the quietest shoes of his family, so any sound other shoes might make would not likely be produced by his own. Anyways, at the end of this passageway was a pitch-black hole, in front of which a serious-looking Mismagius floated. Ringo could barely see her in the near darkness, not to mention that he had just recently been in the face of bright lights. Those annoying lights really impaired night vision... Anyways, Sorciere pointed out one thing on the floor by shining a dim light from her orbs: Alice's footprint in a dusty spot. Hmm, it seems that Alice wandered into this very hole a few moments ago...

It seemed safe after all, so Ringo decided to follow, tiptoeing ever so carefully along the solid floor of the tunnel, every single one of his senses alert as ever. If any thoughts had wandered around in his mind, they now were silenced by... No wait, that's not right--that statement only applied to his father. A sudden thought about his great-aunt, Professor Willow, crossed his mind as he wandered through, probably based on a tale about the professor crawling through a log to reach a shiny Shroomish. Anyways, all was fine so far. More electrical signals, a hole too small for Ringo to fit through (but Alice probably went through there), a few wires on the floor, a door that required a card key to get through, a smaller, cupboard-sized door that Ringo could probably crawl through. This door was also locked, but it required a regular key rather than a card key to open. Ah, here we go. Ringo reached into his handbag, feeling around for... an apple? Nope, this wouldn't help. His Pokevice. Not quite. Pokeballs--nope. Something smaller, certainly... Ouch, if he were not wearing gloves, he would have pricked his finger. Ah well, this thin, crooked (ha ha, crook-ed, get it?) sharp-ish (whatever... -.-) object did help, because Ringo used it to pick the lock. This was something he could never be as good at as his father always was, but nevertheless, he managed to open the door and crawl in...

FLASH! BZZZT! Ringo spotted a flashing light in a distant room, and possibly the sound of a short circuit or something going off.
What was that? both Ringo and Sorciere thought. Sorciere, keeping herself invisible, immediately headed over to the source of the light, checking that no grunts or anything were around. After a few minutes, Sorciere turned visible again, and faced Ringo with an awkward facial expression--it consisted of both worry and amusement--in fact, Sorciere seemed to be on the verge of laughter. Then she nodded in the direction of the flash of light, indicating that Ringo should follow her.
What--did something good and bad both happen as a result of that flash? Ringo thought as he headed towards the next room. As he did, he thought he passed by a window above him through which he thought he could see the full moon in a clear black sky. Ah well, he didn't pay much attention to that--he was too focused on the elusive flash.

As Ringo entered the room, he nearly tripped over something soft on the ground. Ringo looked down in the dim light of an electrical device of some sort, to see a little man lying unconscious on the floor. He could briefly make out the Team Havoc symbol on his shirt. The man also had a remote control in his hand, which seemed to be broken. But it was what was beyond this man that caught Ringo's attention--something that Sorciere was staring blankly at. In the centre of the room, among a mess of wires, was Alice, also lying unconscious on the floor.
"Whoa! Alice!" Ringo blurted, though still quietly, rushing over to the little Umbreon to hopefully wake her up. The second Ringo touched her, he pulled his hand back--he had been shocked by static electricity.

Electricity...? Ringo suddenly figured out what happened, and thus turned to Sorciere.
"...Would you mind relieving some of Alice's shock?"
"Miss miss." (With pleasure.)
Sorciere was a twisted little fiend--any kind of pain excited her, no matter how much damage it did. Ringo obviously knew her too well. Even Yamiko was occasionally hesitant to let Sorciere hurt herself, so this was an honour indeed. But anyways, what pain? Well, Sorciere floated over to Alice and touched her, feeling a similar jolt of static electricity that Ringo did. She kept doing this until the shocks came no more.
Well... it doesn't... hurt as much as... a needle... Sparks flashed around Sorciere during the pauses in this thought of hers.
"Really, that was brave of you," Ringo commented afterward. Okay, so Ringo was worried--he just hid it.

"Come on Sorciere, let's get out of here, and fast," Ringo commanded after picking up Alice. (He had to free an Umbreon claw stuck in one of the wires.) After Ringo shook her a bit, Alice finally managed to open her eyes, but she still felt very weak.
"Miss..." Sorciere felt quite a bit disappointed that her first nighttime venture with Ringo had ben cut short, but she ended up following Ringo out, slumped over a bit while she floated by. On the way out, though, a nearby surveillance camera caught them--well sort of. It only caught two passing flashes of dark clothing, too close and blurry to identify.

"...Um bree on..." Alice mumbled, cradled tightly in Ringo's arms. Ringo was sitting against the wall of the alley next to the club where the battles were held, giving the poor little Umbreon a sort of massage. Mum had made a discovery that this type of "touch therapy" worked well with both aches and small injuries, and also tension. Electrical shock certainly counted as a type of "tension", because tension is caused simply by nerve impulses in the body. Alice was starting to feel a bit better, but she still felt as if a fire had burned her from the inside and left no burns but the same amount of pain.
"Oh right," Ringo remembered, "I have here..."
After a bit of rummaging around in his handbag, Ringo took out a tiny bottle of a yellowish liquid, with a spray on top. A Paralyse Heal. Spray, spray, spray... fidget fidget fidget, wince wince wince, fidget fidget fidget some more...
"Ummm..." Alice squirmed around in Ringo's lap and did something that felt like a shiver, then stood up and tried to walk. She succeeded, but occasionally limped on random legs.
"It's all right," Ringo reassured. "I think you'll be fine if you rest a while."
Back into the Dusk Ball Alice went. Anyways, when Ringo re-entered the street again, he noticed that all the lights were out...

Ringo spent the next few hours wandering a bit around the city (the lights came back on after fifteen minutes or so), watching the fountain in front of the mall, and having a little picnic with two apples and a few biscuits he found near the hotel where everyone else was staying. After this, he entered that hotel. Pretty much everything was closed inside of it, except for the front desk, where the receptionist yawned as he passed by. But this didn't mean that he was alone--soon enough he spotted Takuya wandering around the hall that led to the training centre. Ringo waved faintly to Takuya as he passed, then stared at him uncertainly. Ringo had been meaning to talk to him for quite a while now, but after the excitement of tonight, his mind went blank with ideas of what to say. Finally, before Takuya got the chance to shrug or say "What?", Ringo backed away, hinting that they'd talk sometime later, and wandered around the hotel some more. He spotted the training centre, a swimming pool, a lobby with a TV, a row of hotel rooms, a dining hall... nothing particularly interesting at the moment. That is, except one particular locked door that was located near the entrance to the dining hall... Ah well, he didn't want to try anything while Takuya could possibly see him, so Ringo just left the hotel.

Eventually, a few hours later, Ringo stood outside with his three Pokemon (Golden Fox had just woken up) to watch the sun rise.
"And so," Ringo said after a while, "another night comes to a close. Now it's nearly time to await the next night. Soon we shall rest until..."
"Umbre umbreon..."
"Oh, right, thanks Alice. ...Until the opportunity for trouble arises again." Hmm, Team Rocket's motto used to be "prepare for trouble", right?
Alice was feeling a bit better, but she would probably feel even better after a good day's sleep. She was limping less and less as time went by, and still felt a little weak at times, but it wasn't as bad as when she was initially shocked.

A while later, after the sun got a good distance above the horizon and the neon signs came back on, Ringo returned to his grandfather's old house and, along with Alice and Sorciere (Golden Fox kept watch near the front door), went to sleep an hour early.

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OOC: Whoa, that was a long post... Ah well, so much can happen in one night.

 

[AluminumKnight]

Rolling onto his side and throwing the sheets off of him, Derek rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. He stretched, feeling very well rested. The bed was so comfortable. He smiled as Dusty, who must have been waiting for him to get up, flew over to him, crying "Ven! Venomoth!" as if to say, "Let's get moving!"
"Whoa, buddy," Derek said to the pokemon, "Give me a few minutes to get ready at least!" Patting Flow on the head as he walked by, Derek took a shower, got dressed, and brushed his teeth, then plopped down on the couch to think about what to do. Dusty was still fluttering around, but Derek had grown so accustomed to his antics that he could block it out. I really wanted to try out the training facilities here, he thought.
"Hey guys," Derek said, getting the attention of Flow, "what do you say we go check out the training facilites?" Both pokemon let out excited cries, indicating that they were anxious to do something. Derek returned Flow to her pokeball, apoligizing but reassuring her she'd be out again in a few minutes.

Derek stepped outside his door, followed closely by Dusty, only to get almost run over by Reina, who was dragging her Cubone behind her. He was so surprised he couldn't even manage a "Good morning" before she was gone. He didn't notice anyone else out in the hallway, so he proceeded to the training center, picking up Razor on the way. The facilites were huge. They had all sorts of equipment, including dummies to be used for testing attacks, a pool, several different mock battle arenas, and more ((I'll not describe everything so that someone else can add stuff they might want)). Derek figured Flow was ready for a swim, so he went over to the pool and let her out. "Now, don't tire yourself out too much, Flow," Derek said to her, "We might have to battle later today. Just get a nice easy workout in." Flow swam in a circle and responding with a "Gorebyss!" that indicated she understood. Leaving her there, Derek went over to the dummies and let Razor out of her pokeball. He thought about having Razor and Flow do a practice battle, but Razor tended to take things too seriously, especially when Flow was involved, so instead, he had Dusty and Razor practice attacking the dummies, even having Dusty paralyze the Arbok so that she had to work through the paralysis.

After an hour or two, Derek decided that was enough. After all, they would probably be battling tonight. He figured relaxation time was in order until they got some official word from Giovanni, so he went back up to his room, again letting his pokemon out so they could enjoy the lavish quarters. He fired up the jets in the hot tub and got in, closing his eyes. After a few minutes, there came a knock at the door. He could hear a muffled voice say, "Hello? Mr. Hightower?"
He yelled back, "One minute, I'll be right there." He wrapped a towel around his waist to prevent dripping all over the room and answered the door.

"Hi," said a young woman. Derek recognized her as one of the receptionists in the hotel lobby. "Mr. Giovanni has sent battle orders down and would like me to relay them to you. Only the even numbered battlers will be fighting tonight. From now on, the matches will be 3 on 3, and there is a chance you all COULD be facing each other. The order of battle between the few of you fighting today will be decided tonight. Mr. Giovanni also requests the other trainers come watch from a private box reserved for you all on the 4th floor of Club Havoc."

"Thank you," Derek said. An awkward silence fell over the two for a few seconds, as Derek seemed to forget it looked like he was wearing just a towel.

"Well, good luck!" said the woman, and she turned and walked away. Derek went back into his room and finished drying off. He was the 6th battler last night, so that meant he was battling tonight. He looked over at Razor and Flow.

"You guys ready?" Both pokemon gave affirmatives. "Good, tonight will probably be tougher than last night. But don't worry, there's no way we can lose." With that, Flow and Razor were returned to their pokeballs, and Derek proceeded to the lobby. When he got there, he saw Reina sitting down in a chair talking with a girl that Derek didn't recognize. He saw her pokeballs, however, so figured she must be another trainer that had arrived at a different time than the rest of them. Not wanting to interrupt their conversation, he sat several chairs down from the pair, content to just sit and wait for further instructions.

 

[Marilyn]

OoC: I am sooooo sorry I couldnt post before. My computer broke down on me, and I was out of school for a few days. Im in school right now, so heres my post. It might be a bit short, since I only had twenty minutes to type it out.

IC: Maria

A small frown fell upon Maria's face. The boy was looking at her as if she was incredibly incompetent, and unable to understand anything. She bobbed her head up and down deeply, meaning to tell him she was not stupid and understood him very well. He followed her as she walked down the hallway, with his Gengar following too. As Maria walked, she felt as if she couldn't breathe. Everything was so amazing. The decorations were the perfected way top describe perfection. All the colors seemed to blend just right, and the chairs and couches around seemed just so inviting. Vintage paintings were hung all over the walls, and Maria could've sworn she had seen some of these in a museum. Maria, being mesmerized by what she saw nearly bumped into a wall as the hallway made a sharp turn. Takuya did not even seem very impressed by any of this, which she thought was crazy. Sure, he was pretty good looking and all, but he seemed so unhappy and monotone. As if he didn't have any emotions in him. If he did, he probably hid them very well, putting up this act as a barrier.

Maria realized that a girl had been running after them, and she had finally caught up. She was quite pretty, long dark hair and becoming blue eyes, and was wearing a bathing suit. She was probably at the pool, which was Maria's best guess, that was obviously right. She spoke quickly, her breathing heavy, and before Maria could even say anything back, she left. Making a mental note in her head, Maria decided she would try to speak to the girl in the following day. She continued on, until they had finally reached a large door. She pushed it, and was shocked at what she found. The room was very large, being bigger than a gym. The walls and floor were white, giving the room an extremely hip and high tech feel. There were a few battle floors, and a lot of training equipment. Maria now wished she had brought her pokemon, so they could see all of this. But they were now probably sleeping, and she did not want to disturb their sweet dreams.

She tested some of the equipment before looking at the clock It was now extremely late, way past the time she usually went to bed at. It was at least past three, and she now felt her tense muscles burning. She had had a very long day, and was now feeling very tired. She yawned loudly, before going up to Takuya, who was looking around the room, the same look on his face as before. She walked up to him, and said, "It's really late now. I'm going to bed." Without even thinking, she gave him a small hug, which lasted maybe only a nanosecond. She was very used to hugging people. Her friends, her family, her pokemon,…anyone. She did not even feel embarrassed, and while she walked away, she turned her head, smiled and waved.

She ran up to her room, and jumped back into her bed. Sleep came to her very quickly, and before she knew it she was sleeping deeply, dreaming of her family.

 

[Kansas]

Reina looked up from her exhaustion, noticing a girl approaching her.

"Hi! My name is Lexie, what is yours?" she said nicely.

"hello there!" Reina replied happily, glad to meet someone who wasn't despicable here. Although she knew niceness in the arena would do her no good. "Lexie aye? my names Reina. Are you a trainer here? I don't seem to remember you battling last night..." Reina questioned the girl with a curious face. After waiting for a response, she followed up.

"sheesh i have to battle tonight....what about you? I'm quite nervous... even though Edge is ready to battle. Oh Edge is my favorite pokemon by the way... you'll be meeting him tonight! teehee!" Reina said with a falsely happy sounding tone of voice, one that would lead to disbelief of her true intentions.

After the brief talk with Lexie, Reina stood up, stretching, looking at the time.

"welp... i think i need to go prepare for my match, it was nice meeting you! maybe you'll see me battle tonight?" She said as she walked to her room to prepare.

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The day went by as Reina prepared, she left the hotel, dropping off Cubert's pokeball at the front desk to be healed and made her way to the Havoc Club. Upon entering there, it was an entirely different scene than she was used to. The lights were off, but there were strobe lights, lazers, and loud music pumping all over the room from huge sub woofers. The people were grouped high into the building on every floor, packed to the brim, some dancing and some looking over the edge, cheering on matches. There were already battles happening in the arena down below. Pokemon battling each other viciously as drinks were served up top and the crowd cheered and hollered with every heavy blow landed. Reina looked up to the screen above the arena, seeing her name with the other even numbered trainers battling tonight

Main Event Battle order

1. Maria Yatokimo
2. Derek Hightower
3. Lexie Volari
4. Reina Oosaki

"Hm... looks like Lexie is battling tonight, At least i get to see what she's got." Reina said curiously to herself. "And looks like i'm last... at least i get some time to rest up before the match and enjoy the other's battles."

Reina walked over to some stairs at the side of the club, showing her letter she was allowed into a high up glass room, overlooking the arena clearly and away from all of the clubbers and loud music as it still pumped down below, still audible though muffled by the glass. She took a seat near the window and sat quite lady like, crossing her legs and looking over the side watching a vicious match, A Hitmonlee against a Hitmonchan on an ice field.

"Hm... the arena changes climate for every match... should make things a little awkward but i think we can still do it... Looks like both trainers anticipated the type advantage of the ice field and picked pokemon to counter it..fighting types... interesting." She thought to herself as she sat watching the match, waiting for the others to arrive.

 

[Trainer Kat]

"Hey wait up!" Takuya turned over his shoulder, noticing yet another female heading his way. He rolled his eyes as she caught up to him and Maria, panting. "Hi, my name is Lexie, but you can call me Lex." The boy blinked at her.

"'kay," was his only response as he turned back to face Maria. An awkward silence filled the room, finally cut by a loud wolf whistle, followed by Lexie.

"I am tired, so I will see you guys tomorrow, O.k.?" Lexie said to the two. With that, the newcomer left, leaving Takuya alone with Maria. He began to inspect the machinery, looking down at Gengar for approval. The ghost simply grinned up at his master. Shortly after, Maria notified him of her departure.

"It's really late now. I'm going to bed." Without even thinking, she gave him a small hug, which lasted maybe only a nanosecond. Takuya stood there, motionless, until she let go. The expression on his face had not changed at all. As Maria bounced happily down the hall, she turned and gave the emo boy a smile, followed by a small wave. Shoving his hands in his pockets, Takuya just blinked at her.

"Well, Gantz," he mumbled, looking at the purple Pokémon. "Should we walk around a bit?" The ghost nodded. There was no need to go back to the room, as the two would not be sleeping. Instead, they went straight to the cafeteria, which was all but deserted, since everyone but they would probably be asleep by now. The eerie pair approached the lone cashier. Gantz's narrow eyes scanned the rows of food before slapping his palm down on the glass, patting the area where his desired meal rested.

"Two of those," Takuya said in an apathetic tone, much like the expression that clung to his face. The cashier swallowed heavily and removed two sundaes from the chilled display, setting them on the counter, complete with two spoons. When the boy failed to ask for Takuya's money, he came to the conclusion that meals and whatnot must be complimentary. Gantz climbed up on the counter, hoisting his pudgy body up onto the flat surface, and held the spoons in his tiny fist. Takuya lifted the sundaes up, one in each hand, and began to exit the cafeteria. The two took their place in front of the TV in the main lobby. Once more, Takuya begrudgingly allowed his companion to sit in his lap.

"But this is the last time," he insisted, even though both of them knew it wouldn't be. Clutching his sundae in both hands, Gengar ate messily, dripping bits of vanilla and fudge on Takuya's jeans. The boy rolled his eyes, but didn't protest. Dipping his own spoon into the sundae he held in his hand, Takuya removed a scoop of vanilla ice cream, bringing the chilled metal to his lips. Like everything else in this place, the taste was exquisite. Once he had finished the ice cream, he set the once-filled dish on the table next to him, taking Gengar's finished sundae from him, setting both empty dishes down. Gengar turned to him, vanilla and chocolate smeared across his face. At this, Takuya cracked a smile, using the bottom of his shirt to wipe off the mess. This left a sticky area along his tee-shirt, one which he wouldn't even bother to change for. He stayed in this spot until morning, his eyes locked intently upon the TV.

At this point he stood, carrying Gantz with him back to the room. He lay down on his bed. It would be just a while before he would have to reapply his fading makeup. Time passed as Takuya lay there. Night fell like a blanket. Standing, he reached for his eyeliner and made his way over to the mirror, where he applied thick streaks of black to hide the bags under his eyes. He exited, making his way back to Club Havoc, where he would watch the others battle.

 

[Ninetales1]

Ringo had gone to sleep an hour early, but the next evening, he didn't get out of bed until about six o'clock. He had woken up about an hour before then, but was just lying there, thinking about last night's battle and the moments he spent with his father before taking his first steps into Neo Saffron. After a while, Sorciere floated over him and greeted in a loud, high-pitched voice,
"Misss! Magius!"
"Oh, good evening Sorciere," Ringo replied, sitting up in the small bed. "I was just thinking about you--your battle last night."
Sorciere rolled her eyes. Oh come on, that was nothing. Wait to see how I fare in the next battle.

About a half hour later, Ringo emerged from the bathroom, fully dressed and ready for the day--er, night. ...Although his hair was still a little damp from the shower. This was okay--it only made his hair look darker. Upon re-entering the bedroom, he put his shoes on, and then slipped his gloves on, though a bit more carefully and stylishly than his shoes. He really was proud of the leathery feel they gave to everything he touched. Anyways, after Ringo picked up his handbag, he left the house, Alice and Sorciere and Golden Fox following closely behind. Golden Fox always enjoyed a nice walk in the evening--it felt good to walk instead of teleport once in a while. He admired the deep blue shade the sky was at this moment, or at least what he could see of the deep blue shade of the sky. All the neon lights and such distracted him from seeing it fully.

"Well, Alice, are you feeling better now?" Ringo asked the Umbreon, having just put his sunglasses on because of all the lights.
"Umbre. On." Alice nodded slightly as she trotted along down the street. A good day's sleep really did help with any type of non-serious pain. But still, Alice felt a little tingly from the electric shock she experienced last night. Oh well, at least it was nothing terribly harmful--it was hardly any different from a Pikachu's Thunderbolt attack. And the little massage she received from Ringo afterwards helped too, although it didn't feel as good as when Lupin held her on his lap and rubbed her back. There was just something about his hands that felt better than gloves.

Ringo was starting to feel hungry, because he had only eaten an apple since yesterday. Maybe one of the first things on his agenda was... breakfast? Supper? What do you call it when the first meal after waking up is in the evening? Anyways, Ringo and his three Pokemon walked by the hotel, and thought he could point out some familiar faces through the glass doors. But speaking of familiar faces, a woman spotted Ringo and started running towards him. It was probably one of the hotel clerks.
"Hey! Ringo!" the woman called out. She was the daytime receptionist at the hotel, one who was older and less cute than the nighttime receptionist. Ringo nearly jumped at this sound, thinking the woman caught him in some sort of trouble. He started to turn around and run the other way when he noticed that she was not a guard.
"Oh, what is it?" Ringo finally asked.
"My assistant and I have been waiting for you all night yesterday and all day today," the woman explained, still panting slightly. "We didn't see you in the hotel at all."
"I did enter the hotel for a while, but nobody was at the reception desk."
"Oh yeah, that's another thing," the woman added. "You do have a hotel room, you know--you could have slept here last night."
"...I do?" Ringo wondered. "I thought the letter said I didn't..."
"Well, I talked it over with Giovanni the other day, and he decided that it was my choice whether or not to give you a room. I didn't want you sleeping on the street, after all."
"Oh, that's all right..."
Ringo decided not to mention his grandfather's old house, because he was probably not supposed to be in it anyways. Meanwhile, the receptionist took a key out of her pocket and handed it to Ringo.
"You're in room number 3. But it's probably not a good idea to head there just yet. There will be battles going on very soon in Club Havoc, after all. But not to worry--you won't be battling tonight. Only the even-numbered trainers battle tonight."
"Oh, okay..." Ringo didn't really want to talk to the receptionist much longer, so he started walking in the direction of the club.

After a while, Ringo spotted Takuya walking towards the club. When he did, he turned to his Pokemon first (Alice was walking underneath Sorciere for shade purposes, as before).
"Hold on a minute, I have something I want to say to Takuya. (I think I have something to say to Takuya...) You three can head over to the club if you want--that way you won't have to be in all the bright lights."
With that, Sorciere and Alice immediately dashed towards the door of the club. Both of them opened each side of the door telekinetically, and rushed into the darkness.

Then Ringo approached Takuya, Golden Fox keeping a short distance away.
"Erm... good evening, Takuya," Ringo greeted. He really didn't know what to say. He had many thought about him flowing through his mind, but several of those thoughts could not be put into nice words. Nevertheless...
"...I apologise for glaring at you last night... it's just that for a second you reminded me of someone. Anyways, your Gengar battled quite well last night. He really does have a good trainer, after all. And as for what you did after the battle..."
Whoops, wrong words there at the end. Ringo fixed this up quickly...
"...Nice, really. Adds a bit of style."

Ringo didn't want to say much more to Takuya so as to not sound annoying, but could only guess how Takuya would respond. As the two approached the club, Ringo walked ahead of Takuya, and held the door open for him.

 

[Jim]

Aya finally reached her room, number seven. She pushed open the door, behind it was a huge room. The room had everything, a huge king-sized bed with fluffy white pillows and an equally as comfy looking duvet. A wardrobe, an on-suite bathroom, a small plasma screen TV mounted on the wall and a sofa to sit in whilst enjoying it. Granbull immediately pounced onto the bottom of the bed and curled up, he seemed almost too comfy and it would be a problem removing him from such comfort the next morning. The room rivaled that of the girl's own bedroom. Aya got changed into the pajamas that were located on top of a small dresser and delved into the bed herself falling, almost immediately, asleep.

*​

Sunlight poured through the window. It was the warmth and light that awoke the sleeping beauty, not the PokéGear alarm that had been screeching for the past two hours. It was a few minutes before she could bring herself to leave the comfort of the king-size bed to turn off the alarm from the PokéGear in her bag. Still half asleep the girl plodded into the luxurious bathroom.

She was in and out of the shower in no time, psyched for the oncoming battles. She dried herself, dried and straightened her hair and then got herself dressed in a different pair of clothes -however identical to the ones of the day before- and set off down to the reception to inquire about battles, Granbull following solemnly, still extremely tired and groggy. The same small woman was at the reception. As Aya approached her the woman seemed to groan, obviously expecting the worse.

"Yes, madam?" she asked Aya sarcastically.

"I was just wondering. When will I be battling?" Aya asked.

The woman punched something into the computer and looked back at Aya.

"Tomorrow," she snorted. "There's a few battles going on tonight, if you wanna watch then make your way to club Havoc."

"Thank you," Aya giggled at the women's utter loathing of her.

"Have a... nice day," the woman spat, emphasis on the word 'nice'.

"I will!" Aya chirped sarcastically as she exited through the doors. It wasn't long before the girl and her Granbull reached the doors of the towering sky scraper. The whole city looked amazingly different in the day time and the streets were a lot emptier than the Grunt-infested rat hole of the previous night. "So, I guess I won't be battling today. I guess I can watch the strategy of some of the others," Aya thought as she entered through the huge doors and took her place in the stands.

OOC: OMFG That's way shorter than it looked in OpenOffice! I mean, I knew it was short, and it was meant to be. But it looked longer than this. Ah well, there's not much I can do really atm, not to mention I have a lack of inspiration ;_;.

 

[Sir Aaron1017]

"Hi! My name is Lexie, what is yours?" Lexie said to the girl sitting in the lobby.

"hello there!"the red-headed girl replied. "Lexie aye? my names Reina. Are you a trainer here? I don't seem to remember you battling last night..."

So her name is Reina. She seems nice. The reason you didn't see me last night is that I arrived a day before the rest of you. I fought two days ago with a few other people, although I dont think that they are part of the tournament. I stayed all of yesterday in most of the facilities here. If you have time, you need to check out the pool. It is so great.

After she finished saying her two-cents, Reina said, "sheesh i have to battle tonight....what about you? I'm quite nervous... even though Edge is ready to battle. Oh Edge is my favorite pokemon by the way... you'll be meeting him tonight! teehee!"

" I also have a battle tonight. I am staying in room 8, so if you ever want to talk after the battle, or just whenever, I will be there. If not, here is my cell number." She reached into her pocket, tore off a peice of her small scratch book, and wrote down the numbers. "You can reach me at any time, so dont be afraid to call."

Lexie was flipping through the rest of the pages of the little pad when she hear Reina say something. "welp... i think i need to go prepare for my match, it was nice meeting you! maybe you'll see me battle tonight?" After that, she walked away, and Lexie stared after her.

Well, I hope I get to battle her. She looks like I could beat her, but you can never be sure with some people. I will have to keep my eye on her... she thought.

She looked at the time, and decided that she could head over to the Havoc Lounge and just hang out until the battle. She checked her belt, making sure her pokeballs were there, and then headed towards the large doors.

When she passed the front desk, the woman sat up straight, and asked, "What can I do for you Miss Volari?" "Can you keep me informed on where Reina goes. I don't want any suprises from her."

She walked away before the woman could reply, and pushed though the front doors into the city, the neon lights hitting her in the face, but she didn't care, she was used to them...