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It was one of the rare times she had her pokemon out just for the hell of it, but after that visit to the infirmary, and being instructed to let her Umbreon stay off his feet for a couple of days. She decided to give him a break from his pokeball.
With her Shuppet floating around her, spontaneously turning invisible and visable again as he swayed and twirled, always staying close to his master. Umbreon lay on the floor by the foot of her stool. Faleen placing her jacket below him to give him something softer to play on, that didn’t keep the Umbreon from looking down right miserable.

The Grunt herself, Faleen, look a bit more high spirits then her Umbreon did. Chatting with one of the bartenders, long fingers curled through the handle of a coffee mug.
She was wearing more casual clothes today. Her light hair looped in a lazy, but comfortable bun.
When her bartended stepped away to greet a few more customers, her eyes followed, falling upon the new man who had come over to sit by the bar as well.
Quirking an eyebrow slightly, having never seen this Grunt before, she swerved her seat to face in that direction better, lifting the mug to her lips.

Akemi entered the café, after being out for training with her pokémon. All three were resting inside their balls after the intense training session against wild pokémon as well as a few unlucky Trainers, and the girl felt rather accomplished, deciding she deserved a little treat.
Her hair was in two pigtails - her usual fashion, her Grunt cap carefully placed between them. She was in uniform, like she always was while inside the HQ, and increasingly often outside as well.

The girl ordered an iced tea and a few sandwiches, noting that the café was rather quiet today. She only spotted two fellow Grunts nearby, deciding to take a seat close to them. The female had an Umbreon with her, which made Akemi slightly jealous as she loved Eevee and its evolutions - though she was determined to get a hold of an Espeon soon enough. The other one, a male, she couldn't recall seeing before, coming to the conclusion that he was most likely new.

Her dark purple eyes observed the other two curiously, as she waited for a chance to get to know them. She liked being a Rocket, but she sometimes got a little lonely, with her only friends being her pokémon. Most of the other members she'd met so far weren't very friendly though, and that had made her a bit more reserved around new people.

Will glanced down at the Umbreon whom had turned its attention toward him and smiled. "Beautiful, your Umbreon. What's his name?" Will said, completely ignoring the fellow grunt's question. Will always did have a soft spot for all types, well, most types of pokemon. This is ironic seeing as how Will is known to be tough, even mean to the pokemon he trains. He is a fierce battler and will do what ever it takes to win.

The young Grunt felt at his pokeball again, wondering if Ragnarok would like to stretch his legs a little, after all, the Charmander deserved to relax every once in a while. Perhaps Will was a bit too hard on his companion, but he wanted the fire pokemon to grow strong and fierce, as dragons should be. Another moment of deliberation and Will decided to let the little guy out of the confined space of the pokeball. With a flick of his wrist, Will tossed the ball to the floor which burst open in a bright flash of white light until it materialized as the little Charmander.

Ragnarok was special. He was black, for one, with crimson stripes along his back and a matching pattern tattooed across his snout. A Charmander also normally had blue eyes, but this particular specimen had brilliant Jade hue. Most noticeable, however, was Ragnarok's tail flame. A normal Charmander had a regular orange flame the seemed to glow a blue at the tip. Ragnarok's tail flame was a deep ocean blue, flickering around a pitch black origin which emanated from the tip of his tail. Will was truly proud to have caught such a rare pokemon, and was determined to make him a great battler.

Akemi watched the other two Grunts' pokémon with awe. Her team was nothing special, really, but they were her trusted companions, which was what mattered the most, wasn't it? Two of them were slightly different in coloration, though, especially her Ivysaur which had a deep burgundy coloured flower and jade green eyes. With slight hesitation, the girl released Fushigi from its ball and the Grass pokémon stretched for a moment, looking about to see why it had been summoned out.

"Y-you two have such cool pokémon", Akemi then said with a slightly unsure tone, not wanting to seem rude. "Mine don't seem at all special, but at least they're good friends.."

Agent Panther walked in, more hungery then thirsty. A gastly with black and green gas fallowed him, hovering just above shoulder height, glancing around. Panther saw a bunch of other grunts sitting at the bar and walke over, sitting with one chair between him and them, ordering a drink and a side of fries.

His gasly spotted the Shuppet and floated over grinning. He watched the shuppet twirl and laughed in amusement.

Panther watched his gasly idelly, making sure he stayed out of trouble. He was wearing his grunt uniform, having just came off duity. His sunglsses still rested on his nose, and his hat was turned sideways on his head.

Akemi smiled brightly back at the other female Grunt. At least some people felt the same way she did, and it made her happy.

She listened to the male's explanation, examining his unusual Charmander some more. "Dragon types are quite majestic, but I've also understood that they're really hard to train and control due to their power.." she said, admiration in her voice, as well as a hint of concern. Personally she found Dragon pokémon somewhat intimidating, save for Altaria and Flygon.. of which the latter was one she would someday like to have on her team.

The girl herself felt much stronger affinity to the Psychic and Water types, aspiring to master them one day.
Another Grunt had entered the café, Akemi noted then, greeting him briefly with a small smile. He had a Gastly with him, another pokémon that she found slightly frightening.

Will smiled, the expression not entirely smug, simply confident. He turned in his stool, taking a draft of his Cheri drink and then setting his glass back on the bar. Ragnarok glanced up at his trainer, his jade eyes flashing and blue tail flame flickering.

"Dragons are majestic, beautiful, powerful..." Will began, almost in a daze. He had such a desire to capture and train dragons, thinking about it nearly consumed him. "They are the epitome of strength and the ultimate goal. It is a difficult path to walk, but one I will follow until I achieve my dream or die trying to do so."

Ragnarok hopped to his feet and grumbled irritably. "Char!" The lizard nudged at Will's leg. Will smiled and nodded, knowing that the little guy was getting hungry.

"Can I get some food for Ragnarok here before he decides to gnaw my leg?" Will asked the bartender with a smile, and the man scurried away to gather some pellets.