Heels clicked against the tile as the young executive made her way down the hall, blue eyes aflame and long ebony hair flying our behind her as she went. She had her orders and was ready to dole them out to her underlings. Jemma was her name, adoptive daughter to Blaine and one of the few trusted executives to the Boss. She was known as the Flame General and with her mannerisms and team, it came as no surprise.<br/>The Houndoom at her side demanded the same respect the woman did and her underlings gave it willingly. No one wanted to be on the wrong side of Jemma. A grunt was busy standing in her way, having a look at some device and generally not paying attention, Jemma stopped and looked down at the female houndoom. No verbal communication was needed and the beast at her side snarled, flames licking at the sides of its muzzle and the man yelped, jumping and seeing who it was, scurrying down the hall.<br/>A nasty grin split her lips as she continued her journey down the hall and into the barracks that housed the grunts that fell under her control. “Look alive.” Her voice was crisp and dangerously cold. “We’re being shipped out to the Hoenn Region. I’ll debrief you before the helicopter gets here. For now, make sure the lot of you are ready to move.” With that cheers of elation went up and she made her way from the room. This was going to be fun. They were to set up a base of operations and see what they couldn’t learn about Team Aqua and Team Magma at the same time. They would get further instructions from the boss at a later date.<br/>Once in her rooms she gathered what she needed and headed outside. She was to go ahead of her troops, so to speak. The air was crisp with the scents of fall. In one fluid motion she unsnapped a ball from her hip and tossed it high. At the height of it’s arc it snapped open and revealed a large, male charizard. “Flayr. We’re going on a little adventure.” He roared and turned his back on her, allowing her to climb aboard. She stopped mid stride though as a man approached her. One of hers. She looked to him and scowled. “Yes?” Jemma asked, voice cold and her words clipped. He bowed low a moment and then his eyes met hers. “Where are we to meet you?” He asked and she raised an eyebrow. “The pilot will know where to drop you off. How long have you been under me?” she asked him and he sighed. “Long enough to trust you. Safe flight.” With that he walked away, leaving Jemma with a feeling that something was off about the grunt and his question.<br/>Truthfully, he was next to be promoted as far as she was concerned, but he had seemed to want to ask something else and had not. Odd. Rutherford was usually blunt and a little bit cruel. Jemma shook her head to clear it and climbed gracefully onto Flayr’s back and held on tight. She knew the flight would take a couple of days, but she enjoyed her time alone between regions and job sites. It was a time for her to compose plans and make sure nothing went awry. Of course nothing always went according to plan, there were always variables, but she managed to make it work. One didn’t become one of the Boss’ trusted underlings by messing up. A sneer danced across her face for a mere moment and then she turned her face into the wind and just let her mind quiet as she enjoyed the trip.<br/>Night came quickly and they set down in a field somewhere in Johto. A yawn escaped her and she returned the large fire type to allow him to rest and called once more on her Houndoom. “Nemesis. Care to keep watch for a little? Feel free to nose Arcana’s pokeball once you get tired.” She busied herself with setting up a small tent and unravelling a black and red sleeping bag from her pack. Once she was all set, Jemma crawled into the tent, leaving her pokemon to keep her safe for the night.<br/>Morning came rather quickly and she decided to travel by land for a small bit, as she knew she was close to the first stop for her troops. Jemma broke down the tent with surprising efficiency and then took another ball from her waist and called out a large, graceful Rapidash. “No rush.” She told the pokemon and climbed aboard her back and they sent out, headed south toward the coast and the first safe house. She was sure her troops were chomping at the bit to be debriefed. She had deliberately told them they would be informed before the helicopter and then left. This was something she enjoyed doing, but in the end, she always told them what they needed to know.<br/>Sometime around noon the safe house loomed before her, snuggled away into a cliff side. She would need her charizard to reach it. Returning Tash she called out her winged companion once more, climbing up onto the broad back. The flight up was uneventful as she flashed her badge upon landing and made her way inside and to the mess hall where they all would be eating breakfast. A few grunts looked up and then the rest when those few stopped eating. Heads were dipped and then the loud chatter of the room became a low murmur as Jemma made it clear she intended to speak.<br/>“I know I left you with no information, again.” A cry of ‘We’re used to it!’ went up and some laughter ensued, leaving Jemma to grin good naturedly at the caller. “I know, I know. Right then, down to business troops. We’ve been chosen to set up a base in the Hoenn region and gather information on the two groups there.” A few worried glances were exchanged. “the boss chose us, this means he feels we can be of some service to him. Chin up, we can do this.” She looked over her get and then smirked. “Plus, I hear there are some rather powerful legendaries.” A hoot went up and she smirked. “Right then, eat up and be ready to move out again. I’ll meet all of you at the last safe house on the edge of Hoenn!” With that she turned smartly on her heel and strode out of the room, headed for the outside once more.<br/>Jemma sat outside, eating a bagel she had swiped from the cafeteria on the way out, her pokemon scattered about her as they ate as well. She would stay and see them all off and then be on her way. Excitement rose in her and she swallowed the last of her food, leaning back against her Arcanine, letting the beast rumble in contentment as she ate.