Ramon
"They might not be the scariest Pokemon I've encountered but they're still up there!" He looked around some more. His Rotomphone had their location, but still had a hard time trying to figure out where to go. "Really? All right then! Omelette, would you like to help us?" He asked, even though it wasn't his Pokemon. It was courteous to do so. "We're looking for a big, *Big* Mansion!" He got up on his toes, as if that would help him see better. "So, mister! How did you become the champion? I want to know! I'm not battling like I used to but getting pointers from champs is always helpful, you know?"
Randy
"Well, you see, I began my time as a trainer quite late. Around my fortieth birthday, actually. I hatched Omelette here, and I left to train at all of the gyms of Johto—of course, I took the time to build up my own physical strength and leadership skills to better assist my Pokemon. But it isn't just about skill or power, it's about the determination to see it through."
Annie
*Omelette flaps above the trees, surveying the skyline. Eventually, she locks eyes with the mansion in question, rocketing back down to the two and pointing toward it with a solitary wing.*
Ramon
Another dramatic pose from him. "WHAT? That proves that *Anyone* Can be a champion!" This excited him, but it kind of deflated as soon as he heard the determination part. "...Guess I didn't have quite enough determination, heh. But that's okay! It must be exciting getting to battle the strongest trainers!" Hop loved his research, but he couldn't help reminiscing about the days where all he focused on was getting to the next gym. "So *That's* Where we need to head! Cheers!" He bounced forward, now following the Pokemon's directions. "We'll be there in no time!" Once they got there, he looked up to the mansion.
Randy
*As Marcus walked alongside young Hop, he finally registered how insensitive and douchey that must have sounded to the young boy.* "Hop, you aren't always guaranteed victory. You lose, and that's okay. It's a learning experience, and you come back better than ever. You my friend, show a great deal of willpower. Don't ever give up, whether it be in battling or your research." *As the two come upon the mansion, Marcus looks up in awe.* "Wow..."
Ramon
Was the hurt on his face that obvious? Still, those words meant something. And they brought a smile to the boy's face. "You're right about that! I wish the learning part came a bit faster, so I could use the right team sooner. Giving up? Not a chance now! I'm going to be the *Greatest* Professor Galar ever had!" Now that they were back at the mansion he looked up proudly. Of course, he owned nothing! "It's huge! I remember thinking my home was the biggest place. I wonder how miss Amelia doesn't get lost! Anyway, they should have your room ready, let's go to the entrance!" He dashed ahead.
Randy
*Marcus follows behind, with Omelette perched atop his head. His backpack bounces idly as he follows the young professor into the building.*
Cheryl
``` to the entrance! ```