Samuel
"N-no no, it's really no trouble-" Allister tried to say, but was interrupted when the Staraptor swept up Star, and brought the squirming pokemon back over to him. "Oh..." Frowning a bit, he took his ghastly friend into his arms, while he hid in his shell. Star was shaking a little, not liking that he'd been randomly picked up out of nowhere.
"Hmm?" Upon hearing that, Allister tipped his head up at Hayate, feeling like he remembers him from... Somewhere, but he isn't sure. And *Then* It hit him, and the tiny boy was immediately embarrassed. "Oh! I-I know what you mean." Allister said, trying to keep his cool. He felt even more embarrassed now, that someone from the minor league had spooked him so badly. Eh, it's not like he *Didn't* Have a reputation all around the region for being shy and awkward... Which probably wasn't a good thing to have.

"W-we haven' met... I jus'... Didn' I visit your town once?" He looked at Star, of all things, as if the shivering little ghost would help him remember. "I-I did. I remember y-you worked hard, nd now you're one of the best in your league. Congrats!"
Joe
"Ah, best in the league is... Somewhat over exaggerated. I am looking to break into the Major league though. That also means one of you will be back at Minor League." Hayate turned around to give Staraptor a bit of look, and the Pokemon waddled over to Corviknight, as the two flew away in the distance, and they battled it out in the air.

"League season hasn't started yet and I see you are hard at work. You got a bright future and time is on your side." Hayate again looked over to the rest of his Pokemon. "Noivern, keep focusing on the Directed Boomburst. Togekiss, rest a bit. Honchkrow, go ahead and do the reaction training. Sigilyph, the usual." 

The Pokemon all nodded a bit as they all flew somewhere else. Now it is just Hayate.

"Just calm down, please. I never saw you In Wyndon. Anyways, you're on vacation too?"
Samuel
"Tch-" Oww, being told to calm down from someone who Allister *Should* Be more mature than, at least with his status, kind of stung. But yeah, Hayate was right. He was a ball of anxiety right then, and really had no reason to be. "'M s-... Sort of curious..." He managed to change "Sorry" To something a little more assertive. "Which one of us would you r-replace?" Please don't be him, please don't be hiiim... Well, that being said, it wasn't *Too* Likely. Allister always was a good trainer, even making it to the finals against Leon once, and given that he was only two and a half years into his career, that was a lot. But it did beg the question, who would have to get knocked down...

"Ye... I d-don' go outside when we're there," He explained while watching the other continue his training. "W-we have a party every year, th-the ten of us. Th-tha's prob'ly the only time 'm outside... Nd Leon's battles." It was basically tradition by now, all of them gathered around as a big family to watch Leon battle... Whoever. Usually it's Raihan, but two years ago, it had actually been an eight year old Allister. 

Realizing that all this talk of the gym leaders being like a found family might make Hayate feel left out, the boy quickly changed the subject. "I am. The others bothered m-me til I agreed to come." Wait- dammit! He was still doing it... He should have just lied and said his pokemon wanted to go, cause Arceus knows Allister wouldn't come to an island on his own without *Some* Persuasion.
Joe
"Replace... I don't really want to say this out loud, but most probably Raihan. Gotta go for the best, and then go after the best again." Hayate pondered a bit and replied. "Yeah, I know you guys have a party at the last round of the Championship. But I would not be there. I would be on the pitch to duke it out." Hayate said confidently. 

Noticing the shivering Ghost type Pokemon, Hayate immediately knew that Allister might have a bit of quarrel with it. "Well, vacation and training is all good. But I'm training my team is to get them cylinders all pumping and ready." He squatted down a bit and looked at Cursola. "Sometimes loving your Pokemon is not just saying it out loud. They have personalities and feelings. My way to deal with people and Pokemon are the same: To treat them with respect. It may be inevitable that there might be bad times, but through that it just shows how bonded the two sides are. In addition, I just trust my team, my family." Hayate looked over to Allister's Pokemon, "Being a trainer isn't all about giving orders, but to actually communicate."
Samuel
"Raihan?" He whistled a bit, thinking that this guy was a little in over his head. "Umm... Good luck with that? H-he's a lot tougher when there's real stakes." Gym battles weren't those stakes, but potentially losing his job definitely were. What Allister really didn't want was for Raihan to go and try to steal a spot back. Knowing Marnie, she'd lose then try to get sixth place from Gordie and Melony, then they'd take fifth place, and before you knew it, everyone's moved down.
But for now, he just smiled encouragingly, had to make it seem effortless after all, and gave Star a pat on the head. "Oh... Star's shaken up. G-getting hit after losing a battle didn' go over well." He frowned, now mad at himself.
"I l-love them all dearly. D-don' you know about my gift with ghost-types after all?"
Joe
"Hahahaha. Half of Raihan's team isn't even Dragon Types. I'm not concerned. Then again, who knows what can happen when he is backed into the corner." Hayate listened to Allister as he tell of the Pokemon's recent defeat.

"Well having the gift to communicate with Ghost Pokemons and loving them is totally different. Either way, what's the problem that Cursola has in battle?"
Samuel
The boy shrugged. "Y-you've never battled him in the championship... H-he gets more aggressive." Possibly because he was one step away from battling the champion himself, Raihan always seemed more determined than he did in his gym battles. And no one had ever challenged him for his position before, so no one knew what he'd pull out. While acting calm and timid about it, a small part of Allister definitely though Hayate was crazy.

"Wh-..." The comment further solidified his opinion of the young man, as Allister pouted a bit behind his mask, and looked away. "A-are you insisting that I don' care about them?" He asked, more aggressively than he'd been before. "H-he just took one too many hits. 'Nd he's missing a l-lot. But 'm not *Mad* At him." The boy huffed a bit.
Joe
"Interesting. Missing a lot might have something to do with confidence." Hayate whistled and the two large birds in the area that were fighting halted and flew down next to him. "How about you let Cursola try hitting Corviknight with what he got?" 

He whistled again, but in a different tone. "Don't worry about him, he is more sturdy than you think he'd be." 

A moment later, the Sigilyph flew out from the forest. "Sigilyph, Light Screen." The totem like Pokemon focused a little, and the crow Pokemon is covered in a gleaming sheet of screen.

"So just let him loose and fire out his shots alright?" Hayate walked some distance away and Corviknight is right in front of the Ghost type expert and his Pokemon.