Richard
Nokomis often enjoyed staying inside during the hours of the day, however, it was today she decided to be sociable and at least catch some fresh air. The pier was decently loud, even if people weren't directly on it, it was located right next to the boardwalk. If only games and activities caught stars interest, star might have gone and interacted with some of those things. The salt in the breeze was pleasant, it was a lovely change from the stale of laboratories and dense caves that reeked of decay. Their Noctowl was perched on one of the posts of the pier, preening itself and fluffing out the delicate feathers adorning its body meanwhile Nokomis rested her arms on the next post over to look into the water.
Mary
There wasn't even a creak in the wood as somebody approached, eyes a glistening hazel and hair nearly teal from the lighting. Silent as a Leipard going over a fence, some may observe. His silence was broken with a quick worded comment, nearly too quiet to be heard. 
"A beautiful night, isn't it?" The stranger asked, smiling a little. The question was directed at nobody in particular, their voice filled with whimsy and entertainment. "Have you come to seek answers from the night sky, as well?"
Behind them, a zoroark strode with red streaked fur shimmering in the light. Its gaze was holding the noctowls with an unmistakable coldness and calculation, turning its head and croaking a quiet *"Roark"* At the stranger.
"Yes, my friend." N was quick to reply. "I understand your worries for my saftey, but we'll be fine tonight. I feel it."
Richard
Nokomis did not bother to look at the stranger, only acknowledging the voice. Their posture straightened, a tenseness filled their shoulders as they did... Perhaps from a night too many on uncomfortable ground. "I have sought many an answer from the night, and many of my questions have been answered." 
The Noctowl turned its head in an almost complete circle, finishing its preening before returning the Zoroarks gaze with an eerie calmness as if it hardly considered the other as a potential danger. Nokomis beckoned the Noctowl to her shoulder as she turned to face the man, star pieces in her hair nestled around as she moved and in return glistened in the moonlight. 
"Many such answers appear like this." From a Pokeball kept under her cloak, appeared an Umbreon whose rings shone like sapphires and made it seem as if it was a moon incarnate. "Have you come to comet watch with me or have you come to disturb me?"
Mary
"Oh, worry not," He let out a soft chuckle with a hand rising to cover his own mouth for a moment. "I wish not to bother you, I promise you that. My name is N, what might yours be?" He asked them, head tilting a tad bit. The pokemon being released from a capsule led to their curiosity growing a tad more, an umbreon with rings that glew like the blue moon itself. These pokemon; he must hear their voices. 

So that he listened for, tuning out his own Zoroarks voice as to hear the Umbreon and Noctowls', a silent judgement of their trainers character. A sour voice from a pokemon indeed meant a sour trainer, a sour trainer entailed a sour hearted person. How sad that would be. 
"My golden friend," He muttered to the blue-ringed umbreon. "Who may you be?"