Marcus
``Bede let out a grunt as he half-flopped onto the couch of the living room, bring his face up to his face and pinching the bridge of his nose. What could Bede possibly be mad at? Simple, he had recently completed his training, but had come in contact with a Pokémon that had a type advantage. That would sound good right? Having your team work against the type it's weak against for better tactics. Apparently not, the Pokemon had somehow swept his entire team in a matter of minutes, causing all of them to faint. That's what annoyed him. He was also wearing his gym battle uniform, rather than his large overcoat. He would have deemed it silly, but it had practically become the normal for him to train in the uniform, along witht hat was some sort of headband to keep his hair out of the way for something. But exactly where were his Pokémon now? They were chowing down on curry he had made since they had made a somehow miraculous recovery upon smelling his curry.`` 

"I'll take that Pokémon next time, no matter the cost." ``That's what he told himself, but it most likely wouldn't happen for a while.``
Nathaniel
Bede might have been thinking about his battles, but Gloria was mostly here to forget them. Since she came here, she had battled... 3 times? Maybe she had to train more, but she was just focusing on spending more time with her Pokémon now. So letting them freely roam around would be a great idea, right?

For some of them, yes. Sobble was too scared to go anywhere without her, and the others simply didn't care. Although her tiny dragon was an entirely different story. She had smelled something nice, and if she wants some of it, she *Will* Get some of it. And that's why Gloria was strolling down the hallway, hoping to find her Appletun before she'd harm herself. She'd most likely be fine, but y'know, she was still. She looked terrible- she was still wearing flip-flops, her hair was messy, and her iconic beret all of her friends knew wasn't on her head. Appletun must have disappeared quickly, and she most likely had no time to prepare.

The next room she checked would be the living room. After slowly opening the door, she clumsily and quickly entered the room. No signs of her... But someone else was there.
"Uhm... Hullo?"
Marcus
``He could hear the door opening along with the fumbling that came with it, Bede clicked his tongue at the voice he knew all too well, it belonged to of course none other than Gloria, his rival. He removed her hand and stared her down for a few seconds, wondering what on Earth she was wearing, before deciding to speak.`` "Hello, Gloria." ``The hand he just removed swiftly made itself over to the bandana-headband of sorts and removed it from his head his swirly, grandma-like hair flopping down with it. He began speaking with the raise of an eyebrow,`` "You seem a bit lost, especially considering your... Clothes. You don't exactly look, good... As if you did in the first place in all honesty." ``He said with a smirk of sorts.``

"But, really, you don't look fine. I can't tell if that's just how you decide to look in the morning or there is something clearly wrong." ``What? Bede showing a hint of care? For someone he 'despised'? Huh!? This would have been very shocking to someone like Gloria, who's only seen Bede mostly be cocky and toxic, or rude.``
Nathaniel
It was *That* Obvious, wasn't it? No else mentioned how bad she looked, so at least Bede was honest. A bit brutally honest, but still honest. She would have gotten angry at his comment about how she always looked bad, but she got used to how he acted. Some people don't change, eh? So she just groaned and threw herself on another couch, ignoring his sentences for a few seconds.

"Ye don't wanna rip my throat oot? Strange."
It was somewhat nice to see him not detest her, even if it was only for a short time.
"I don't always look this bad, an' ye know that."
She rolled on the couch, almost falling off. She still had to find her Appletun, but her body was refusing to move a single inch.
"Y'know my 'tun? She's gone, again. Am looking fur her an'... I cuidn't prepare. After all, what wuid ye do if yer 'mon suddenly disappeared?"

He didn't care about her that much, but he did care about his own Pokémon, so he'd at least understand why she looked so terrible. Or at least that's what she thought.
Marcus
``Bede yawned as she began speaking, not because what she talked about was tiring, but because he was naturally tired. Bede could never sleep, as showed by the bags under his eyes. He rubbed his eyes with one hand for a second, then turning his head towards her location.`` "I don't think I physically could do that. Not to anyone as well." ``He said calmly, rather than giving a reaction. This was mostly due to the fact that Bede couldn't get into fights... Not since he "Allied" With the Chairman, only while he was in the orphanage. His mind decided to wander off before doing something bad.`` "I don't know, you don't exactly have a good fashion sense, Gloria. Even if I take away this... Look when comparing to how you normally are, it's not that much of a difference." ``He said smugly, giving a remark like how he should. But his attitude changed when she mentioned her Appletun.``

"Tun...?" ``He looked to the ceiling for a second.`` "Oh. That 1-foot, eating machine that'll devour anything in front of it?" ``Of course Bede had seen it, it had decided to try and steal the curry of his Pokémon earlier before he laid down on the couch.`` "No, I have-" ``He cut himself off from trying to mock her, but he thought back to that question, and it did resonate with him and he had found himself going back to it as he spoke again, and let out a sigh.``

"Yes, I've seen it. It decided to try and steal some of the food I had cooked for my Pokémon. Little monster if you ask me. But you must not have fed it well if it has to come running to me, and no I'm not saying my cooking's bad, I'm more saying that it had to resort to side with your rival, enemy even."