Linda
Shazam, his Manectric, popped out of his Poké Ball with excitement as it saw Emet. It ran around the new person happily, but then stopped right in front of him. He demanded pats and skritches. "This is Shazam, my Manectric." The Manectricite on his dog collar shined in the sunlight.
James
Only slightly leans away when the pokemon escapes it's ball. He would comment on it but well... Mimikyu tends to do that too. "Alright." He states in a soft tone that leaks mild boredom. He's seen a handful of Manetric but at least this one wasn't trying to chase him out around ~~more lile emet chased them around but that's beside the point~~

"...You gonna... Get him or..." Guess not. Emet stares down at it. Only stares. No pets. Try harder puppy.
Linda
Shazam looked up in confusion, tilting his head. No pats? Not even a little one? This was disappointing to say the least for the Electric type. Morgan eventually picked up his Manectric and held them like a baby, just like they used to do when Morgan was 12 and Shazam was a little Electrike. "I'm sorry about him, he just gets really excited at the sight of new people." He said with a slight laugh. "And it's caused us more problems we can afford," He murmured to himself. Manectric looked at Emet still, locking eyes with the Champion. He didn't like this human, there was something off about him.
James
Oh there's a lot of things off with him. 

Maybe its the dead look in those pitch black eyes that reflect an unsympathetic void. Look too long mutt and you might see the end of a world. 

Emet glances away to spare the poor thing from trauma. He lets Morgan talk about himself and gives him just a slit second of background story like he's hoping Emet takes the bait and asks for more. Too bad he's dealing with a man who only finds desire through battles. "That's real interesting." Spoken in the language of boredom. "How good does it battle?"
Linda
"He battles really well, considering we've almost beaten every Champion in 8 Regions," Morgan said with a grin. Manectric growled very quietly at Emet's attitude, finding him irksome. "Why? Are you asking for a battle?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.
Jennifer
"And then Puddles didn't want us to help him and Callie! There were *So* Many Barbaracle too, I thought they were gonna end me! But they were just looking for the two. Oh, but I met Twiggy!" 

Hop kept rambling and rambling. Of course that was just him being himself, and he wasn't going to stop! He looked the little Spinarak on his shoulder and grinned. She seemed to want to hang around him so he was happy with that. "So what have you been up to, Raihan? You and Lee have been here for a lot longer than me, so I'm sure you two have things to talk about!"

He kept walking around, sometimes getting a little startled as the rollercoasters rushed by them. He shifted to the side, but tried but to make it obvious. He looked in front of them to see two people standing there, with Pokémon out. 

"...A battle?" He wonfered aloud, slowing his steps as the two got closer.
Blanca
Man, does Leon's younger brother talk a lot! But that's expected for the kid he is. It seems the guy had quite the adventure on this island already! Didn't he just come here? "Trouble seems to follow ya around a lot~" He says, his hands in his pocket. "Well, didn't expect less from someone who's related to him, honestly-" He thought he vaguely remembers the global chat in the island and how much Hop was spamming it for help. "Being a professor is hard work, ain't it?" It was nice to get the news from Leon's kid brother. He always seems so enthusiastic! Raihan's probably someone he could spill his guts to when his big brother isn't around. "Makes sense. Glad to finally be introduced to ya, Twiggy," He muses and gives a small wave. He'd pocket his hand back in his hoodie afterwards.

"Me? Well, it's not much really." He shrugs, trying to roll it off. But in actuality, because of this island, things happened—and he's glad for it! It still has to be a secret, though but bet there's more to talk about than that. "I met a lot of weirdos on this island," Was his answer. "Shortstack, mute boy, mute boy two..." He's just kidding around with the names. "Have ya met anyone else besides Pokémon, *Professor*?" Geez, Raihan is on a roll today! "To be honest, I've seen so much of us from back home that I sometimes wonder if this is a getaway at all, y'know? Heh!" Of course he loves his league family but it's funny how he's almost just meeting them. When Hop paused, staring to the other two, Raihan did so, too. "Pokémon battle? Sounds fun~"
James
Now that.

That caught his attention. Emet rarely gets to fight strong trainers besides his own elite four but they've become predictable. And since people find it hard ro wven get last five gym leaders he rarely gets go against anyone anymore.

Being a champion was boring.

There's a soft fire heating his steady heartbeat as he leans in close with a charming smirk. "Do you wanna? God I haven't gotten to battle since my elite four dropped me off on this purgatory they call'a vacation. I've been tryin real 'ard not to just keen over'n die." It's the most he's spoken during this whole conversation. Imagine that. Emet straightens his back, tilting his head just slightly. "Entertain me, will ya? I've been itchin for some excitement."
Linda
"Alright, it's a battle." He stepped back and returned Pidgeot and Manectric, instead sending out a Spring Form Sawsbuck named Meadow. "Let's do this, Meadow!" Morgan said with passion as the Deer Pokémon did a loud grunt to show her dominance.
Jennifer
He really liked hanging out with Raihan. It wasn't like he got to see the guy very often, with him being a top gym leader and such. So he always had a lot to talk about with him when he saw him. Hearing Raihan *Not* Getting into shenaningans was... Well, he didn't find that all too true. There had to be something. "I don't know who any of those are! Wait..." He gently smacked his forehead as he realized they were just nicknames. "Hah! Well, I'm sure they're all really cool trainers, which is why they're here!" 

Hop gave a little huff. He might have been a professor but he still had humans to talk to! ...Sometimes. "I met an elite 4 member from Hoenn! And I also met two trainers that helped me at the islet. I didn't get their names, though." 

"Really? Well I can see that. I've seen Nessa and Sonia, now you too! Lee greeted me when I got here. Oh!" 
There really was a battle in front of them. The shorter male with dark hair sent out a Pokémon. Oh, what *Was* That? His research habit kicked in as he rushed over. 

"Hello! Sorry for um, interrupting! But I wanted to know what Pokémon this is." He was bouncing on his toes as he observed Sawsbuck, he took out his phone to type some notes since he couldn't write them down yet.
Linda
"Oh- this is a Spring Form Sawsbuck. It originates in the Unova Region, and its form revolves around the time of year that it is caught. It also has a pre-evolution, Deerling." Morgan said to Hop, smiling slightly.
Blanca
"They're cool, alright! Including you." The kid must've been invited because some potential is seen inside of him like Victor. Raihan is going over the fact that Hop is a professor in training still, being invited to teach the Sigford. All this kid had was a few more centimeters on him, but he's still quite the dork. Just as the two were about to battle, Hop interrupted them! "Aw man, Hop..." Raihan huffs, but in good nature. Luckily the trainer in question wasn't fazed by it and chatted with Hop. Meanwhile, the other one seems like someone who didn't want to be there. He exudes this aura. Can't put his finger on it, but while he stands with a smile now, it looks foreign on his face. Somehow—it made Raihan chuckle from how it looks. 

"Gotta post something, so this will do. Whatcha guy's names?" While he doesn't know this trainer that Hop is speaking to, the other one's uniform is familiar. It looks closely like Leon's. Almost. *"Oh well. Must be a fan,"* He brushes off. He'd need their names so as to create traction for these elites from his beloved fans. His shiny Rotomphone floats from his pocket while Raihan's hands are still in his jacket. See, this is why Rotomphone's are useful ~~and no, that's not advertisement.~~
Patricia
Despite his constant demeanor, battles were the only time he felt _whole_. It was a completely different world when you battle - your words have _meaning_, the have _purpose_. Each syllable carries the weight of tomorrow. Win or lose, every single battle changes you. In darkest light the spider lily blooms. 

When Morgan calls back his pokemon and calls forth a Sawsbuck, Emet reaches for his own. His hand grabbing that tiny ball before clicking his finger against the button that turns it to it's original size with a familiar ring. And just when he's about to throw it, just when he's about to feel SOMETHING other than this constant boredom that looms over him-

They're interrupted. 

But not just by anyone, they're interrupted by an all too familiar form. How old was he when this started out as admiration turned into something twisted akin to love but not quite there. Merely in the spectrum. He had grown so used to that face throughout his life that he had settled for what it was - a one sided love through a glass contrainer. Never in his wildest imaginations would he actually believe he'd meet the man he thinks about constantly like he has a crush, Raihan. 

Emet looks away, clicking the compact button once more while the pokeball reverts to it's smaller form. "....'s all fine, no big deal." He slips a hand into his ponytail, roughing up his wine red locks before he mutters out to a muse that he's far to accustomed to listening to "Name's Emet."
Linda
Morgan was confused as Emet stopped himself. He looked over to where Emet stared and grinned, nodding. "Alright, if you say so." He said before returning Meadow.

"I'm Morgan, it's a pleasure to meet you." Morgan said as he walked up to the taller man, holding out his hand. He wasn't a kid by any means; the battle-ready male was instead 21.