**Pewter City**<br/><br/>Samuel agreed wholeheartedly with Al's response. Saying that one would give their life for someone was very serious, and even Samuel refrained from saying such things, save for the fact that there were a few people he would give his life for. Ultimately he realized that the mission of the incarnus was a risk in and of itself, and he might be giving his life for humans in general, but that didn't change the fact that he wasn't about to just talk about such things.<br/><br/>Remaining quiet so that Rayne could answer Al, he simply took up the burden of leading the group down the museum steps and across the quiet street. There was a cooling mist in the night air, but other than that, everything felt still. Even the monsters that made noise from the forest at night had gone silent. The glow of streetlamps fell on the trio as they passed under them, leaving an eerie sense of emptiness climbing up Samuel's spine.<br/><br/>He thought about the museum encounter and shuddered at the thought. Strangers seeking the incarnus? Clearly for no noble purpose, though they claimed not to be out to capture him.The thought that there were people out there looking in the first place made him dreadfully nervous. This could end badly if they found Ace. Then again, he realized that if they found Ace before he did, Arceus, Dialga, and Palkia would likely kill the group of humans as soon as let them come near Ace. Of course, if the legends knew of the humans' mission, maybe they would hand Ace over. It was a very unpredictable sort of situation, especially considering that Samuel himself didn't know anything about the strangers.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>**Pewter City -- Hotel**<br/><br/>A wily smile betrayed the mischief in Charity's mind, and as her eyes wandered below Gary's waistline, they locked specifically, taking keen notice of just how excited the man happened to be. That, truly, was more convincing than any words might have been for the woman to give into carnal senses, and although she still kept her progress deliberately slow, she decided to offer Gary a hand as she removed her own pants and kicked them onto the floor. Her underwear stayed in place, for but the moment--small and delicate but plain and without lace. They seemed to barely hint at the outline of her body underneath them, and they seemed suspiciously damp in a small spot, right between her legs.<br/><br/>She took her position over Gary again, and lowered her hand to stroke the tented front of Gary's underwear teasingly, feeling with hunger for the telltale hardness beneath.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>**Cinnabar Island -- Lab**<br/><br/>Claire sighed, realizing that she really needed to try harder to put her differences aside and keep track of Lance. He was so eager to run about and solve random mysteries that she figured he'd wind up in trouble someday. Perhaps now he truly had.<br/><br/>"Very well..." She said, still worried. Lance was, after all, the Dragonmaster of the Clan. Not of elder status, but still perhaps the most esteemed of all. He was the only clan member to be recognized by the Indigo league. "Come to Blackthorne and we'll meet to discuss the situation."