Caroline
```Closed scene with Gillade and Calem!```
James
The forest was filled with pleasant noises from pokemon that sounded absolutely melodic to Gillade's ears. Soaking in the sunshine filtering through the rich undergrowth of branches and leaves, he peeled his eyes open for the pokemon he had settled on finding. The man has talked to all of his teammates about their final 6th member and they came to a conclusion that a swadloon would be the best choice. He tended to blend in with the environment but his searching was halted as he heard something else... It wasn't a Pokemon. It sounded, *Human.* Without turning his back he felt his hackles rise up as he called out. 

"I can hear you."

Hazel eyes flashed to pin-point who was the unidentified ~~intruder~~ ~~person?~~ *Trainer.*

To be honest? Gillade didn't really look intimidating at all, he had flawless soft brown freckled skin, wavy yet soft brown hair and an overall lanky and thin physique. But the tense expression and the exact moment he spotted a boy is when he seemed a lot more imposing. As nobody really knew him other than... Well the mysterious man who *Almost* Beat the champion then disappeared soon after. It was just gossip talk in Kalos, after all he did isolate himself for a very long time. He wouldn't be surprised if no one really knew him at all. Relaxing as he raised his hands up in surrender, in hopes to calm the probably started boy down. He soothed softly while feeling somewhat remorseful.

"Don't worry, you just... Scared me for a bit, who are you?"
Barbara
It had been a been a while since he'd been here, last time it was with a man of both beautiful and gentle appearance and personality. Ilima was their name if he recalled correctly, it was also the name of a flower. Oh! And they specialised in normal type Pokémon too! He could never forget their playful Eevee, the helpful Kangaskhan and the kind-hearted Smeargle. Those were the memories he'd never forget.

*"I can hear you."*

This made the much smaller and younger male jolt, the intimidating personel of the man infront of him sent his mind, heart and body shaking.

"J... Je suis vraiment désolé! C'était t... Très stupide de ma part, je... I..I'm sorry.."

The ravenette looked up with fear in his greyish-blue eyes, still scared out if hits wits desoite Gillade 'surrendering'.

"Um... I..I'm just a nobody Monsieur... S..Sorry again... C..Can I make it up to you in a... Any way?"
James
Gillade felt a part of him shrivel up and die as he realised he scared a literal and figurative child. The painful sharp prang of guilt struck him, as he couldn't bring himself meet the boy's frightened gaze as Gillade finally recognised who the was. Calem, he's heard of the name once or twice when he was isolated away from people, he was mentally stuck in his house for almost years on end. He shook his head, but he felt leaving the boy alone wouldn't do him any favours, he needs to correct this mistake of his. What was odd is that Gillade never yells, raises his voice, but often spoke at either a soft room volume or even just barely audible hushed whispers. 

"Please don't be sorry it was my mistake anyways, I shouldn't be so high strung."

"Well, there's no need to accompany be no, but if you like I'm currently trying to find a high level swadloon... I-if, you would like you can, join me in finding one but that's completely up to your individual choice."

Gillade turned around as he skimmed the leaves, to see if anyone of them had a particular shape. Akin to Calem he also wore a satchel, but his seems to be almost completely empty from looking at the outline of the bag. Making a sharp turn when he heard a soft faint noise in the bushes, he spotted a small sewaddle. He inwardly sighed as he *Needed* To weaken the pokemon before he caught it and he had no Pokemon that wouldn't just oneshot the poor bug. Gillade soon turned away as he seemed to be waiting on Calem's answer patiently.
Barbara
"It's really ok... I..I shouldn't of sneaked up on you l... Like that.."

Child, sweet sweet child. You weren't sneaking up on them at all, you were just taking a walk in a forest which is open to everyone. It's fine. *C h i l l a x.*
On the other hand, Calem had no idea who Gillade was. They seemed sort of nice, so that was a plus. Also, the way Gillade's voice was so soft and quiet was helpful in calming him down. He quite liked 'soft' and 'gentle' sounds, but it wasn't so fun when people were forcing themselves to be quieter around him, that just made him feel horrible, so it was nice to notice someone having a naturally quiet tone, as wierd as that may sound.

"O... Oh, i... If you want me to then s... Sure.."

The ravenette too looked over at the Sewaddle for a moment and then at Gillade, thinking for a moment before taking something out if his satchel and holding it up to the man. It seemed to be... An Espurr? A slightly sleepy espurr that yawned before looking around it's surroundings, not minding being held up at all.

"Y... You can use Espurr for the Sewaddle, th... They love to battle, a... And I'm sure they'd like you too.."

``Gillade now controls Espurr's movements for the battle, if they choose to go along with it.``
James
Gillade looks surprised as he pupils seemed to dilate at the sight of the Pokemon, he still felt a bit guilty that he's basically using the Espurr and the boy still looked pretty nervous. The man opened his own satchel as passed a luxury ball to towards Calem, *(This luxury ball has Mishka, a level 69 sylveon with a soft timid nature)*. 

Gillade softly lifted Espurr, and slowly lowered the kitten to the floor. While the man was very weak, he wasn't that weak to not be able to lift an Espurr.

He turned around and hummed in a slivery tone,

"Mishka can keep you occupied, he's a very sweet Sylveon."

He looked at Espurr and just kneeled down, as asked softly at the Espurr.

"Do you have the move hypnosis? It be easier if you can send the Sewaddle to sleep rather than damaging it."
Barbara
"Mishka.. Th... That's a nice name.."

Calem mumbled as he bent down to the Sylveon and gave it gentle scritch scratches behind the ears and soft head pats. He knew his old friend had a Sylveon or at least he remembered her to... He wondered how she was doing alot of the time. She was very capable and much better than him, so he wouldn't be supprised if she went on to do big things!

Meanwhile, the Espurr shook it's head lightly before making some scratching movements to say that they knew the move Scratch, which was a farely weak move so it might help.
James
Mishka gave a deep purr, as his ribbons reached towards one of Calem's arms and gave a reassuring squeeze to reassure his confidence. It's pastel blue eyes wise with experience, even with all those years past with Gillade, Mishka still kept that gentle yet loving nature. 

With the strength of the sylveon, the was quite blatantly clear that Gillade was a good trainer, and shockingly... That sylveon was a good few years older than Calem. Using its other ribbons it flowed around and a slow, repetitive motion, as he circled around Calem giving a shy smile.

Gillade nodded, as he looked at the Sewaddle and not long he told the espurr.

"Espurr use scratch on the Sewaddle, but try to land a crit."

Gillade was pretty sure after a few scratches, it would sooner or later whittle down the health. It's best to have a crit now so it's less likely when the Sewaddle is very much weakened.

He popped an ultra ball ready to catch Sewaddle once it happened.