**Pewter City -- Hotel**<br/><br/>A shiver wracked Charity's body at the delicious sensation of Gary's ever-so-light touch. She let out a soft half-moan half-sigh and leaned forward, pressing her face into his neck and letting the gentle vibrations of her murmuring tickle his skin. She hoped that Gary would venture to touch her body underneath her clothes, but he was indeed a tease. She figured that it might turn out to be a battle to see who could hold out the longest before lust completely overcame them.<br/><br/>It was a battle Charity was more than willing to fight.<br/><br/>Her skin prickled with excitement, and her free hand slid slowly down the front of Gary's shirt, down his clothed chest. The heat of her hand could be felt through the cloth, , but it was perhaps the crawling of her fingers as they sought the bottom seam of the shirt that would prove the most enticing.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>**Pewter City Museum**<br/><br/>The man holding Renna tensed, a thrill of terror suppressed only by strict training. Nearby, a squeal of pain announced that one of the monsters had lost the battle. A dark shadow crept up to the group, blood dripping in round black spots on the floor. Mightyena growled intensely, eying Alphonse with murderous intent. It crouched as if to spring, but its master called it off.<br/><br/>The other man, not in Al's sites, scolded the mightyena.<br/><br/>"What? What are you doing? You can't back down!"<br/><br/>"Well." The trapped man said, tightening his finger slightly on the trigger of his pistol. "I would like to not die."<br/><br/>"You boys botched it again." A voice echoed from the hallway behind the group. Footsteps clicked softly on the floor, and slowly, another figure slipped into the sight of everyone present. "I wish I didn't have to save you from yourselves so often."<br/><br/>(http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lav01ffVsH1qe3ovbo1_500.jpg)<br/><br/>The woman aimed her gun at Alphonse. And her weapon seemed a great deal more adequate than the little hand pistols the two men sported. Her armor seemed a bit more adequate as well, certainly more suiting than their tight jumpsuits.<br/><br/>"Cut him up if you like, mister." She spoke rather coolly to Alphonse. "But it won't help your cause or ours, so it might be best if we all just calmed down for a moment."<br/><br/>She stepped over the limp body of the electrike, taking care not to step in the pool of blood forming around it. The security guard was crouched near it, but without his pokemon, all he could do was watch the scene unfold.<br/><br/>Samuel felt the woman's gun against the back of his head, and he grew stiff. "I-I'm sorry, I'm not sure what's going on here." He ventured, not daring to look behind himself.<br/><br/>The woman laughed. "That's fine. We meant to catch you off-guard, but these buffoons made a mess of things. Anyways, let's talk. You know where the incarnus is, am I right?"<br/><br/>Samuel swallowed hard. "Wh-how do you know about the incarnus?"<br/><br/>"Well, our organization has been after him for quite awhile. He's a bit of a danger. As I'm sure you know. Now, where is he?"<br/><br/>Samuel felt a chill. "He's not anywhere that you can get to him..."<br/><br/>The woman raised her eyebrow. "Is that so?"