Martha
Caitlin covered her ears again and shook her head. "Are you trying to stop me from getting my rest?" The blonde was visibly annoyed with Hugh, her cheecks were a pale pink with her brows furrowed and cheeks puffed up. Caitt stood up and rubbed her eyes, 'I'm going to make that quilfish pay for making me loose important hours of sleep'

The now cranky Caitlin pointed at Hugh and spoke with a louder than normal tone. "You're going to pay for keeping me up, I'm going to battle you to get my peace and quiet back!" Caitlin threw recalled her Gothitelle and kept her Musharna out and floating by her side. Does Caitlin usually spends most of her time sleeping? Yes, yes she does but she's always Immensely tired from her psychic powers, they're powerful but really draining on her so it leaves her needing to recharge constantly.

The blonde woman stretched out and let her hair down, the blond locks fanned out with a heart like shapes popping out from each end. "What do you say Hugh? I'm taking back my peace and quiet wether you like it or not" Caitlin loves her battles but hates using up energy, so a cranky Caitlin is extra harsh with battling then she already is and still so young too.
Leon
Hugh tried ducking from the flick but failed as he felt a part of the impact. He didn't mind it but sigh as a response at first. "Why it took long? I was deciding whether or not I should have come here, and if it's worth it." He's watching his Pokémon play in the sand and they seem the happiest. That's what he's grateful for. A small smile forms on his lips before he went back to looking at Blake, and then down to Dewott. "Heh, still a Dewott? Futashi is already so strong as one. Imagine if he evolved into a Samurott then?" It was a loose suggestion thrown into the air. Hugh already knows Blake's plans with it, considering the Pokémon holds an Eviolite. 

Receiving a shouting Caitlin was unexpected that Hugh shoots her a glance that appeared as a glare. But of course it'll look like that with how close slitted his eyes are. "Why are you blaming me?" He asked, a bit annoyed. He just wants his Pokémon to stretch their legs! But Caitlin's declaration fires Hugh up and his brows furrows in determination. "You're making it sound like I'm some dirty villain... With that talk of peace!" He turns his body slightly and points back at Caitlin. "If you're asking for a battle, you're getting one!" And as if his Pokémon heard Hugh's voice rise, they throw themselves back on over.

"Good. Watch me, Blake," He says and glances over his shoulder for a bit before returning to meet with his opponent's eyes. She seems more crazed than he have seen her when she's able to come on TV. Although, that shouldn't mean anything! ~~Right?~~ "I've been wondering how my team would fare against a *Trainer.* I've only managed to battle wild Pokémon up till now. First one up is Samurott!" The final evolved Unovan water-type starter walks out in front of Hugh, giving a cry and lowering its head in a battle stance. "Now, let's get to this. Samurott, Megahorn!" The shell on the Pokémon's head glows a green hue, before it charges for the floaty Pokémon. This whole thing went from 0-100 to real quick!
Steven
"Ah, alright then."

He nodded, a little confused on how deciding to come or do anything can take *That* Long. Then again, choosing whether to leave the reigon and go to some island you just heard about in a letter is going to be a somewhat big decision, so he guessed he could let it slide. Looking down at the Dewott which was clinging to his jacket, he pet the water type's head softly.

"I think Futashimaru is happy as they are.."

The Dewott nodded and squeaked in confirmation, sure being a Samurott would supposedly make it stronger stat-wise, but it was content as it was for now. Besides, it often liked to climb up onto it's trainer's shoulders and rest there and if it tried to do that as a Samurott it would probably crush Blake.

Looking up at Caitlin, he knew this would happen at some point, that's why he didn't take the rest of his team out. He didn't think the psychic type elite four member would get cranky though, although he could understand why she was annoyed with her sleep being disrupted like this. Giving a small nod to Hugh, he did the sensable thing and backed off from the both of them, still being able to see them but being out of the 'splash zone' if you will. The brunette sat down as his Dewott went onto his lap, the boy petting them gently as they watched the battle unfold.