Samuel nodded and looked back to the clerk. "Nothing on the ground floor."<br/><br/>"You got it." After a little more typing, and an unusually lengthy stretch of time while the clerk decided what room would be best, the person turned and handed several sleeves containing key cards to each member of the group. "There's one for each of you. Third floor, and you have a view of the mountains. I also made sure you got a TV and a refrigerator, if any of that matters. Sorry no hot tub though. We have one down by our pool if you care to use it."<br/><br/>"No thanks, I think we'll be fine." Samuel smiled, taking his key, checking the room number, and then thanking the clerk. "Come on, let's get settled.<br/><br/><br/>The whole walk to the room was fairly quiet, and the peaceful nature of the well-decorated halls helped Samuel think. He finally remembered what the creature, with its strange shape-shifting powers, was. One of Charity's research assistants had stumbled across one, and thus inspired Charity and the small group she was with to go on a difficult trek to capture one. They'd discovered that the creature was a unique species called Zorua, and it was something Samuel had not seen many times before, though he was certain he'd seen it well before Charity captured one.<br/><br/>It was just unusual that this one was in Kanto.<br/><br/><br/>They reached the room and slipped inside to find it nicely tidied, lights on to bathe the room in a welcoming glow. The hum of the radiator was a comfort from the silence in the hallway, and sure enough there was a television set waiting for them. Samuel might have liked to turn it on, but he first went to put his things down and wash his face in the sink. He hadn't had the luxury of such a thing in awhile, and he figured he'd take a shower after Rayne went to sleep. For now, the face-washing would suffice. At least it helped him feel more alert.<br/><br/>Refreshed, he went to sit on his bed and started rooting through his bag, where his fingers stopped on a small packet that he'd not remembered was with him. Slowly, he pulled it out, rubbing his thumb across the smooth leather surface. He flipped the wallet open and gently pulled out a handful of the contents--photographs--and began to study them, one at a time, with quiet interest.