**S.S. Aqua**<br/><br/>The entire crowd cheered in delight at the invitation, crowding around even closer in hopes of persuading her to grant<em>them</em>a seat right next to her. Of course not everyone could sit by her at once, but they all definitely wanted to. Fortunately, at least a few of Renna's fans had enough sense to realize that dinner would be very soon, and that if they wanted to be ready, they would all have to depart for their cabins to prepare. Once such was announced, the crowd dispersed, some reluctantly, to begin the preparations.<br/><br/><br/>Only a short time later, in the dining hall, the ship's crew reserved a table for Renna and all of her guests. Silverware clanked as the employees laid out the dishes, and the smell of food filled the air from the buffet line.. Beautifully decorated tables were wheeled in, with metal containers supported by gas heating elements ablaze. Lids were removed, steam unleashed into the air, and the freshly warmed food made accessible to everyone who wanted some. Waiters wandered between tables, offering bottles of wine.<br/><br/>Renna's table was certainly full. Even those who hadn't been invited eventually found her and tried to gather round. They talked amongst each other, but also spoke to her, telling of their own experiences and how they wanted to be actors and actresses, or pokemon masters and the like. What was peculiar was that one of the guests who was most quiet, was actually most interested in Renna.<br/><br/>His name was Micha -- A Gym leader of Hoenn. Truth be told, he went by his middle name rather than his first one when in Hoenn, simply because he often got a lot of attention himself if he let everyone know who he really was. He'd moved to Hoenn in order to achieve a better life for his family, and part of that was embracing the peace of not having anyone knocking at your door. Thus, by all in Hoenn, he was known only as Norman.<br/><br/>He looked a great deal older than he actually was--in fact he was very young, especially for a gym leader. But the stresses of life and having a family at a young age took a toll on his features, and even was causing some amount of hair loss. It was a shame too. He had very dark hair, like his mother's.<br/><br/>"Hello." He said, when he noticed a place that he could slide in at the table. "I'm sure we've met before."<br/><br/><hr/><br/>**Route 2**<br/><br/>Kavarr let out a low, rolling grunt. Telling Sarianna to quiet herself and just go along with it. He hoped she wouldn't give away his location by staring at where he was laying the whole time. He believed she might just be that stupid though. Folding his wings tight against his back, just in case, he growled again, this time as a simple warning that if she didn't cooperate, he would see too it that her wounds were bad enough that she wouldn't have a choice but to beg for someone to help her.<br/><br/>Then, he settled in once more, tuning his eyes down the road and watching for the shadows of trainers who might come along. If they were lucky--one would come soon, and Kavarr would have his meal.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>**Route 28**<br/>Nodding with something of a chuckle, Samuel replied yes.<br/><br/>"I've heard quite a lot about your skills. Impressive, especially to one such as myself who finds the greatest advantage to surviving in the wilderness a team of well trained pokemon." He grinned, his smile surprisingly straight and white for his age. Perhaps the old man had dentures, perhaps not. It was actually very hard to tell.<br/><br/>"I've heard that you run errands for people who pay you for it." He rubbed his neck a little nervously, not wanting to assume too much. "I've also heard that you don't mind hard work and a little bit of danger. You've been mentioned in the news a few times, but more often people who have hired you put in a good word. since I travel a lot myself, I catch rumors on the wind quite often as I go."<br/><br/>A long, hesitant pause. "I don't know if you would be willing to help me or not...." Again a pause, if only because he didn't want to say anything more unless and until Alphonse actually showed some interest. If he did, Samuel couldn't believe his luck.<br/><br/><br/>((Time for work yet again. But as always I will be here in the evening to post before bed.))