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"Ah geez," Hayes half-laughed, but not without concern - the way you do when your two-year-old cousin takes an amusing fall. The agent leaned down, one hand out to scoop the Pokemon up and the other dangling beside it, when it suddenly pirouetted up into the air and hovered above his head, looking down with a little smile.

Still stooped, the agent looked up, then braced his hand against his knee and rose. While this wasn't the first Psychic-type he'd train, his new charge seemed much more active than his Chingling, who tended to drift and bob like a Hoppip on the breeze. He'd have to make some adjustments; the thing could probably teleport as well.

"'kachu," Switch commented, and disappeared in a flash of red light. He'd had enough of the labs and these weird things whizzing around. It was creeping him out.

Hayes glanced down and grinned slightly as his Pokemon disappeared, then accepted the Master Ball from Allen. "Right." The agent tilted the purple containment device, studying it thoughtfully, then looked to TRP as the scientist headed off. "These things don't have a gender, do they?"

In the air, his Jirachi started tumbling in slow circles, giggling.

"Probably get flak for anthropomorphizing, huh? But 'It' sounds a little impersonal," Hayes replied with a mild grin, reaching out to catch his wish Pokemon before it collided with the containment units. The little legendary rebounded off his palm and floated down, latching on to the agent's forearm in a hug. "Hey!'

"Active little guy," the blond noted. TRP's Jirachi seemed content to cling to her ponytail, whereas his was careening around the room like a mad balloon. He brought his forearm closer to his face; one of the yellow streamers brushed his nose, making it twitch. "I'm Hayes."

"Hayes!" The little head tilted to the side. "Wishmaker?"

"..Sure," the Rocket started to say slowly, when footsteps coming down the hall caught his attention.