<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>None<br/><br/><strong>Current Pokemon:</strong>Gloom (Priscilla), Turtwig<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Cedric turned and took a quick look around the deck from his stool at the open-air bar, noting how this level seemed to be populated mostly by regular, middle-class touring families that crowded the entire, sunny area with their play and cheer. It wasn't a particularly welcome change from the astoundingly more quiet, relaxed atmosphere of his Gym back home, or even the town that hosted it, but it played well to his goals right now. It was easier to lose him in this crowd than it was the thinner crowd of rich folk up on his own deck, and for a Gym Leader looking for a peaceful journey without challenges and fanfare, that meant the world.<br/><br/>Smiling a little, he turned back to his nanab berry smoothie and took a sip, making a mental note to head somewhere quite soon so Priscilla and Turtwig could be let out for a bit. It had already been a few hours since he had freed them, and they were a bit spoiled when it came to time outside their pokeballs. It was hard to deny a Grass type pokemon sunlight for very long and expect them to be happy, though. Shame pokeball design hadn't come far enough to compensate for that yet.<br/><br/>Taking another look off down the bar, the researcher noticed a strange fellow in oddly dark and heavy clothing for the weather, standing there as if he was simply trying to stay out of the way, rather than enjoy the cruise. The same could probably be said of Cedric, but something about this didn't set right with him, and a bit of time working with the wrong type of people sharpened those instincts. He made sure to keep an eye on the man in his peripherals as he received a message, something he couldn't see, but which led him to start walking to the more reclusive part of the ship. It was possibly none of his business, but something told him otherwise...