It was surprising to Isaac how their little campfire rabble was staying together. Not like any of them actually knew each other, but then again it was probably best just to stick around people you had<span style="font-style: italic">some</span>knowledge of versus those you didn't. Still, watching the others let their pokemon off the metaphorical leash to cause what havoc they might was... a bit disconcerting. He couldn't imagine any of the people suddenly put to sleep being particularly pleased about the little trick, and it wasn't exactly legal for your pokemon to just up and attack a person, even if by 'attack' it just conked them out for a bit. Not to mention the sneasel, which seemed to be barely trained enough to keep from assaulting people willy-nilly and was just waiting for a Jenny to come around and it with intimidation and harassment.<br/><br/>Might have to take it down a peg at some point, he though idly, looking to the little monster appraisingly before moving on with a slight shrug and heading for the pokecenter with the rest of the droogs. Lunch didn't sound half-bad, though he<span style="font-style: italic">really</span>needed to get something better than instant udon.<br/><br/>-------------<br/><br/>For just how creepy they were being, Jake and Will seemed to be surprisingly earnest in their simple desire to lead her off the beaten path and get her into the bowels of the mountain. Once she was separated from her cash, after all, there was the sacred bond of merchant and client to uphold. They could hardly sully their reputation by doing anything (more) untoward, and especially with so young a girl. They marched her down the small path, not letting up on their patter--it seemed to be working, for once!--until they reached a small clearing by the side of a rock face.<br/><br/>Or what would have been a rock face, if it didn't have a worked hole large enough for perhaps two people to enter, side by side, and just tall enough that Will would have to duck to step inside. Plenty of room for Maggie.<br/><br/>"There you are!" Jake said with a proud grin, throwing out an arm for it encompassingly. "Our very own door into Mount Moon!"<br/><br/>"Dug it ourselves." Will smirked, jerking towards the hole. "Or our little beasties did, anyway."<br/><br/>"Excellent diggers! The best around! Masters of utility, those little things." Jake mused aloud, moved by the excellence of their fine pokefriends before guiding her towards the entrance. Inside the mountain there was the slight whistle of air, moist and cool. The light extended inwards, but faded after some time.<br/><br/>"Awful dark in there." Will commented idly, peering inwards and glancing back to her with a grin. "Need a light?"<br/><br/>"Not anymore you don't!" Jake said proudly, proffering a rather large flashlight, a heavy navy-blue thing that looked as much like a bludgeon as it did a light. "Covered in your fee, of course. Let it not be said that the Brothers Grimm left you high and dry on your way through the mountain."<br/><br/>Will missed a beat at that, balking slightly and looking to his oblivious brother before sighing and pulling on an incredibly fake smile, only a note out of pattern. "Don't say we never did anything for you." He grimaced, patting her on the back before the pair of them bowed in time, slightly too practiced to have been anything but, and turned on heel to leave her to her explorations.<br/><br/>"Another satisfied customer!"<br/><br/>"You gave away the flashlight."<br/><br/>"A gesture of good will, Will! We'll see the young lady again, I just know it."<br/><br/>"You owe me a new nightstick."<br/><br/>The grumbled off into the distance, disappearing once more among the trees.<br/><br/>---------------------<br/><br/>It was maybe ten or fifteen minutes into lunch that Professor Cozmo stepped into the pokecenter, looking a bit dirty and worn but completely ecstatic, the grin on his face apparent beneath his prominent nose and glasses. He looked more like a hiker than a scientist, but he approached the group as though he recognized them and hailed them pleasantly.<br/><br/>"Rolf tells me there's a budding Professor here!" He said happily, waving to them with enthusiasm and offering his hand to each of them in turn. "Excellent, excellent, and who might that be? What's your field of study, have you hit your thesis work yet? The situations on the mountain are fragile, but I'm sure we can make it work if you're here to lend a hand!"<br/><br/>He seems at once tremendously excited by the goings-on and tremendously ignorant of the trouble it's caused to the trainers and people trying to get through the mountain. There is a fair deal of grumbling and dirty looks cast towards him, but he doesn't appear to notice any of it.