<strong>Name:</strong>Drapion<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Old Douglasberg, Third Layer (Ruins)<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Lexi<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Oh, if only things could be that easy for poor Lexi. The Fake Tears worked like a charm even on the aggressive Drapion, making it falter and leave itself vulnerable at the sight of the "crying" Zorua. Unfortunately, it wouldn't be Zorua that was able to take advantage of the opportunity and land a good hit on the large scorpion. It would turn out that this pokemon was guilty of nothing more than fleeing like Sneek and Houndour had.<br/><br/>The building started to quake beneath their feet, echoing the loud rumbles and crashes Lexi had heard on her way here, only so much more loud and terrifying now that she was standing directly on top of it. Even with its multiple pairs of legs, the Drapion had a hard time keeping its balance, staggering back and forth lightly. Finally, its footing was broken completely as the floor seemed to crumble beneath it, only to then explode upward in a blast of dust and debris that sent a fainted Drapion tumbling over to the side of the roof, where it thumped against the barrier at the edge before falling still. The massive cloud of dust settled after a ten seconds or so, revealing the much larger hole in the roof, and another unfriendly face.<br/><br/>(http://fc09.deviantart.net/fs42/f/2009/119/a/4/Steelix_by_NCH85.png)<br/><br/>The steel snake slithered up from its brand new entrance slowly, giving itself some footing (for lack of a better term) on the rooftop before it rose to its full height. Even for a Steelix, it was large, its rough iron grin standing several meters higher than Lexi's diminutive head. It was old, too; rough and jagged, bearing battle scars all the way from tail to chin. Probably much more experienced than anything she had encountered before. And, perhaps most frighteningly, smart. It didn't move to attack her right away like the Houndour or the Drapion. Instead, it stood still in its raised position, daring her to make the first move, as if it knew it wouldn't make a difference. It kept grinning.<br/><br/>===<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i391.photobucket.com/albums/oo351/PikaPow3/Other%20Anime/Anime%20Guys/lkch349f.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>? ? ?<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Seastorm Ferry<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Elouise<br/><br/><strong>Current Pokemon:</strong>Chimchar, Tarift, ? ? ?<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Chimchar ran back to his master and jumped up onto the platform with him to avoid the provoked Koffing's attacks, more concerned than the other pokemon due to having felt the quake. The blond trainer frowned, looking like he wasn't happy to be giving up when he was doing so well in the battle, but it wasn't like they had any other choice. "I don't think it's safe to continue fighting just now. Sounds like there's a situation with the ship," he commented obviously, calling his Chimchar back into its pokeball. "You're a Gym Leader, so if something's wrong, they're probably going to want your help, anyway."<br/><br/>===<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://api.ning.com/files/mdHZvw03i*CGtsDN0LtfmUcgwnGEzcn1TYwBd-dIje3UhHDsWx0iVsng64hRwI31SfNV4pQJqB1nofG6HkqXVYVMMEycorew/Drayolagain.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Cedric Oleaster<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Seastorm Ferry<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Katsuo<br/><br/><strong>Current Pokemon:</strong>Gloom (Priscilla), Turtwig<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Cedric rubbed his head, still a bit sore from the impact with the solid iron door, but reacted quickly, sending Priscilla out and having her use her Acid in concentrated amounts to seal the cracks in the hull. He wanted to go after the saboteur too and kick his ass, especially since he had a not fondly remembered history with criminal organizations, but he left it to Katsuo for now. If nothing else, the kid could slow him down.<br/><br/>Katsuo would get close enough to get a clear look at the criminal's back just in time for him to go running up the stairs back up to the next deck. Unfortunately, just as they reached the top, he threw something to the floor that immediately burst into a cloud of smoke, filling the tight corridor for several seconds before it would dissipate enough for Katsuo to see the man's black coat left abandoned on the floor, with footsteps going off down an adjacent hallway. He would have to move fast to find him again before the still-unseen face was lost in a crowd somewhere.