Cecille
The day was a beautiful one. The sky clear, sun out, breeze just picking up... The grass out in the clearing would sway along with the light wind and the whole field flickers from the the sun whose rays are being masked by the surrounding trees' leaves. This clearing is something still fascinating to Raihan. Sure, the environment here is definitely controlled, but how the field is made in a perfect circle made the tall man wondered ridiculously—was this like one of those crop circles he've heard about? With the aliens and stuff? Of course he doesn't believe in something like that. It's just fun to wonder sometimes.

Reason for today, it would seem unlikely for Raihan to plan a meeting with someone immediately. But eh, well, if you heard you had a sister but knows *Nothing* About her, you'd want to learn more about her too. Maybe that's the reason for this whole thing. Or not. Hands in his pockets, the lanky male looks up to the sky, letting the breeze lift whatever strands he have hanging out. ~~He feels like such a dork standing there so epically.~~ "Champion of Gaia, huh?" He speaks aloud to himself. Anyone could call themselves champion. Simple as that. Whether they have the skills for it is another story. Waiting for the supposed champion like this, it reminds him of wait time for *Galar's* Champion. *Some things don't change.*

Literally, he plans to have some small talk, get some info how closely related this Gaia is, and see if Emet is up to par—the crunch of the grass would stir Raihan when the other has entered the fray.
Dalia
A dream.

Emet must be having a dream - bewitching blue eyes, sun kissed skin and a laid back posture bathed in soft light mostly masked by trees... Yet not even his wildest imagination could conjur up Raihan in such an alluring way. Far away from the boring steel buildings and the black tar streets; simply exploring the vast unknown world of pokemon.

The champion looks walks past him as he moves further into the clearing - just enough where he's a good 10 steps away from the dragon gym leader. Emet sits down, placing his duffle bag beside him before taking out...

_Fire proof boots???_

The kind you'd have to wear when traveling along through volcanic lands. He's switching them out for his champion shoes quietly before glancing back at Raihan. "What'ya wanna know about Gaia? Can't say I'm an expert on the entire region but..." He should at least provide enough insight on what it's like. Anyways, Emet throws out a pokeball containing his Cinderace while he finishes putting on his shoes.
Cecille
Yes, that crunch in the grass indicated someone's presence in the room—er, area. Turning his eyes from the sky over to Emet, he sees the champion from the get-go, putting some kinda boots on? Now what's with that? And he already summoned a Pokémon out. The all too familiar Cinderace. That Pokémon has a lot of back up for it, nimble. Did Emet suspect a battle? "Ya really can't chill~" Except, he's one to talk. Besides some inquiry, might as well some warm-up, too! Someone as disinterested looking as Emet probably needs a good moment of adrenaline rush. People are different when they're on and *Off* The stage. Raihan might be one of those people.

It's his mind piecing things together. The boots and then Cinderace. *Was he planning on lighting the whole field in fire?* That'll be quite the storm. And everyone knows Raihan likes to let it rage on. "How is Gaia's league? I'm not sure if y'know Galar's—" In his mind he'd think, *"Personally, I think Galar's pretty popular for everyone to know."* Of course, that thought is biased. He continues his question. "Do they hold it like a sports event too? D'ya find it exciting?" He shifts in his stance. Is small talk really gonna enlighten this guy? The fact he sent out his Pokémon proves his battle hungry soul.
Dalia
Battle hungry. That's one way to describe Emet - in fact it might be the only way. He was a monster that only understood one thing and one thing only. However, that's not what was happening here. Even though he doesn't necessarily enjoy being champion, he's not gonna stop making sure his pokemon are in tip top shape. 

He finally stands, stretching his muscles as Cinderace dashes around the field. "Yer not wrong." No chill indeed. After his warm up he gestures for Raihan to back up a bit and calla out to his pokemon. "Ball. Now." Cinder perks up, kicking up a rock and slowly turning it into a fire ball. The champion looks towards the other again.

"Our gyms are shiet if ya ask me. Well three of 'em, but my elite's tends to entertain me enough." Emet looks up, trying to think of a good example of who he would compare them too. "Probably stronger than yer water gym gal." Suddenly Emet turns away running towards the side as Cinder kicks the ball across the field ~~not powerful enough to k.O another pokemom but harsh enough to inflict a mild sunburn. Emet kicks the ball back with a slide before it can land into the dirt. Soon enough their playing football back'n forth. 

"...Most of Gaia watches galar though."