<div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.bulbagarden.net/upload/2/20/VSMisty.png)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Misty<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Douglasberg Casino<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Draven, Marco, Madison<br/><br/><strong>Current Pokemon:</strong>Starmie<br/><br/><hr/><br/>"Huh?" the experienced woman spoke as she found herself approached by a third young man, this one with darker hair and clothing than the other two. At first, she thought he was just going to be some fan coming up and asking for an autograph while the rest of the auditorium emptied out (she could already see a couple boys with such intention lingering by the exit and waiting for her to come by), but, even without him saying so, she quickly caught onto the fact that Madison was the Douglasberg Gym Leader. "Well it's about time you showed your self," the woman joked, shoving on Madison's shoulder in a friendly manner. "I thought you'd have been part of the contests, but instead you just left these two guys to beat me.<br/><br/>"Anyway, no, I'm not here on business. I'm just on vacation to meet the new League and everything. And I used to know a couple of the Elite Four pretty well before they came here," Misty explained, calling Starmie back into her pokeball. "Hey, maybe you can convince them to hold a special contest of our own tomorrow. I'm sure Surge won't mind testing out his 'newbies' against me and Brock," she suggested, eyes narrowing competitively. It was clear that she thought she could beat the other three if she had another chance. "What do you say?"<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>Ferry Restaurant<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Katsuo, Elektra, ? ? ?<br/><br/><strong>Current Pokemon:</strong>Gloom (Priscilla), Turtwig<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The blonde trainer watched the girl interact with her pokemon, amused by the contrast between the little shiny Pichu who didn't want to go into her pokeball, and the Glaceon who wanted to be away from the growing crowd of security and awakening hostages. He had to wonder if there was something about the Pikachu evolution family that made them not want to live in pokeballs. He always saw those things out and walking around. "It shouldn't be too hard to sort through everything. These are mostly just tourists, not real trainers. They wouldn't be carrying around full teams with them, especially on vacation."<br/><br/>Though he already knew it to be the case, it still surprised the young man slightly when Elektra introduced herself and confirmed herself to be a Gym Leader. She hardly seemed like the type, considering how timid she looked. Most of the Leaders he knew of where loud and boisterous about their Type of choice. And thinking of that, she didn't even appear to have one, unless one of her pokemon wasn't part of the Gym challenge. "You can call me Bellin. I was just hoping to get an earlier shot at one of the Seastorm Gym Leaders, but you're probably not accepting challenges now, considering the circumstance," he joked slightly, leading the way back out onto the deck so they could find the other Leaders.<br/><br/>The quest did not take long, as they were only just out the door as a voice called out "Elektra, right?". Though they hadn't actually met yet, Cedric approached Elektra as if he already knew who she was, which he did. Since he had already been working with the Tetso government when the new Elite Four arrived, he had been briefed on the other Leaders and helped out a bit with the formation of the new league. "Cedric Oleaster, from Hiddenbloom. Have you seen any of the others around?" he questioned, hoping to gather everyone in case one of the saboteurs decided to show their face again. "Our Psychic master was just with him; I don't think he's far behind."<br/><br/>===<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://cdn.bulbagarden.net/upload/4/46/VSLt_Surge.png)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Colonel Surge<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Douglasberg City Streets<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Hibana, Skylar, Lexi, John, Dr. Pierce<br/><br/><strong>Current Pokémon:</strong>Raichu<br/><br/><hr/><br/>It had been a long, long time since anyone had had the guts to stand up to a monolith of a man like Surge, who could probably not only beat all three of the people before him in a pokemon battle, but in a regular old fist-fight as well. And on top of that, such a small girl to so fierce and throw curses at him. Once the minor shock wore off, Surge locked his eyes onto the furious gaze of the girl, tilting his sunglasses down so they could actually meet eye-to-eye. "I don't remember recruiting you, so you're definitely not a Gym Leader. What's your name?" he asked sternly. The man's face was as unreadable as stone; it was anyone's guess what he was thinking of how Lexi just spoke to him. Either he was going to commend her, or she was going to get fired. But at the moment, it was up to Lexi how she would proceed.