Miranda
The noises halted, the shuffling of grassed and bushes then began. The muttet of words and the release of pokemon from pokeball. Two shapes emerged, still cloaked by the shadow of night and only lit up ever so slightly with the kiss of moonlight. Silence hung from the two silhouettes before they both emerged from their dark cloaks. A tall person and their zoroark, staring at the green mist and the glow of blue eyes with squinting eyes and deep focus. No words were yet said from this man and no sounds made from the Zoroark.
They simply waited for something to happen, something to react to after the screeching of metal wrought panic among the man and his pokemon. It was something they were not yet used to; but knew that sudden movements may bring danger among them.
Larry
"You think anyone heard us, Ruby?" A young girl with a guitar in hand emerged from the brush, free of its shadowy cloak. Next to her was an Orbeetle eyeing a floating map that glowed with blue psychic energy. Both had unnatural eyes that literally glowed like blue beams falling from the night sky. The two looked like they had just come out of a book on cryptids. "Probably not. We are in the middle of a forest after all," The pokemon spoke, folding the map with its powerful mind. It appeared that the source of the metallic screeching was a late-night jam session. "Sweet, I'll just keep on jamming..." The young alien's words halted as she turned to look at the tall man and his pokemon. "Aw man," Ayleen slumped, disappointed that people ended up hearing her jam session anyways.
Miranda
He sighed in relief and waved a little bit. Then got himself to smile a little bit.
"Howdy there," They spoke. "I wasn't expecting anyone to be out here, gave me and that Arbok quite the scare." They admitted, not seeming at all surprised at the pokemon with the capability of speach, walking over with Zoroark in tow. They stuck out a hand and smiled. "My name is N, who might you be?" 
N cocked their head to one side with a shine in their eyes. He was *Very much* Glad that the noise was only music, having feared he would have to do some... Unfavorable actions to someone causing harm to anyone or anything that didn't deserve it. 
"You're loud." He bluntly added on, omly to get smacked by Zoroark. "Ow- Apologies. Even if it may be true."
Larry
"Name's Ayleen, Ayleen Kidd," She perked up slightly, maintaining a slumped posture as she observed N's gesture with confused curiosity. It seemed that she had no clue what a handshake was despite many years of living on the planet. With eyes squinted and mouth slightly agape, Ayleen continued to observe the gesture with deep thought. She concluded that this N person was giving her a very low high five. Based on her deduction, Ayleen smacked the nocturnal traveler's hand with moderate force. A toothy grin, which evoked a joy devoid of malice, rose from the young alien. Her happiness got cut short when she felt Ruby's ire metaphorically burn the side of her head. "Wrong answer?" Ayleen asked weakly before receiving a smack on the head with a floating map. "That's my friend, Ruby," She pointed at her companion as her joyous grin returned to her.

"I'm trying not to be too loud but, I can't help it," She moved with frenetic energy as she slumped once more. It seemed that all her actions carried a greater output of energy and movement than required. "I get inspired by everythin' around me. Especially people and pokemon! I thought I'd be less inspired playin' in the forest at night." The young suburban hero rubbed the back of her head. She seemed to be at a loss on what to do. Notably, Ayleen had been playing her guitar as she spoke. Her melody was somber, characterized by a bassy and prolonged musical note with three slow-moving notes that rose in pitch. The song was perfect for a rendezvous of thoughts in the dark. Curiously, it appeared that Ayleen had not taken notice of her actions. "What about you, Mister N?" She startled Ruby a bit as she abruptly chimed in from her deep dive. The Orbeetle tried playing it cool but, anyone with eyes could see what had actually happened.
Miranda
He flinched back, confused.
"Did you just... Slap my hand..?" They blinked at her in confusion. "I was asking for a handshake, not sure what that was." 
N's eyes flickered over her body language, slouched and relaxed looking. Compared to its tall, straightened back and boxed shoulders posture. Looking as though he was at an interview, even though he definitely did just get done with wrestling an arbok and it shows.
"I was exploring the area, going off on one of more night of head-cleaing and thought-thinking. I quite like the night, it's nice out." 
N found himself humming along to the notes, quite enjoying the less loud version of the former music.
"Its nice to meet you, Alyeen and Ruby. Over here is my illusionist friend, Zoroark." He motioned to the pokemon, who wandered closer to the group and put a clawed paw on N's shoulder in an almost protective manor, grunting a little *"Zor..."* As it did.
"Pokemon and People are absolutely inspiring, I come out to listen to what the pokemon in this area have to say and express, it's quite beautiful."