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Sorano was busy listening, trying to absorb as much information as possible. If he were to open his mouth, there was likely a chance he would make a fool of himself. He was not going to risk it. Not at all. Horatio floated closer to Sorano's head, suddenly startled when the Blastoise and Beldum were released from there spheres and when Sorano turned his head to just take a glance. Again, the Shuppet's mind strayed to the thought of Never and suddenly, the Flareon emerged from its ball with a yawn.

Sorano felt a twinge of panic twist in him. Oh great . . . oh great, great, great. Never had not done this before and Sorano was only planning to use Horatio for this raid. Yet -- he had decided to take the Flareon's pokeball anyway since he was practically his strongest Pokemon so far.

"Neva-" Sorano muttered in a small voice. "Neva-!"

The Flareon turned his head and presented a sleepy gaze to Sorano. The teal haired grunt offered the Flareon's Pokeball to him, as if saying silently, "Get back in your ball if you know what is good for you-!"

The Flareon remained oblivious however; moving behind the grunt and curling around his leg. It was night time. At night time, people and Pokemon sleep. Never wanted to sleep. Never could only sleep when he was being hugged to death by his trainer. Sorano was not currently hugging him to death at the moment -- you, the reader, do see where this is leading right? Good. So, Never wanted to sleep but was unable . . . and Never likes to get what he wants . . . even if that means disobeying orders and embarrassing his trainer tenfold.

Keeping himself to the back of the group, he surveyed them, and didn't see Kofuku. That left a small frown on his face. It was nice being outside, even if they were on a mission.

Get in, grab pokemon, get out. It sounded simple enough. He was mildly annoyed at the questions. Didn't they know it was the elite's job to worry about that? He shuffled his backpack closer to himself, making sure it was tight. He had everything he needed, but he didn't like the shape of the ship. If it sank, he had an escape route. Quietly he counted heads, knowing some of the people there, but mostly not.

Nikki glanced at her partner sharply, a bit taken back by the inquiry.

"What kind of question is that?!" she whispered back.

"If things go badly, get out. You can use the radios in your Pokedexes to communicate, but only do so in the event of an emergency. If everything goes south, we'll give the signal to leave. Rendezvous at warehouse 9 at the other end of the docks. It's behind a row of buildings that provide a lot of cover."

TRP paused a moment to let the group absorb this information.

"Seth will stay outside to provide a look out. Everyone else comes with me. Once inside we'll break into two smaller groups and make our way to the hold. I'll take one group. Nikki and Hayes will take the other. Understood?"

Nine, if things go bad. Other side of the docks. Got it. She nodded to indicate that she understood. Hopefully things wouldn't go bad. Please Arceus don't let things go bad. Apparently people got shot last time. Nyx was hoping to get out of this raid bullet-free.

The orange-haired grunt paused when she heard the elite agent’s words. A variety of annoyed curses and phrases filled her head, but she didn’t speak these aloud. Curse their low ranking status! It would be so much easier to go about doing things if they were higher rank, but…oh, well. Their plans would have to be saved for another time. At the mention of them being splitting off into three groups, Bonnie couldn’t help but glance at Clyde. How would all of the grunts be divided? She’d still get to go with her partner, wouldn’t she?

Bonnie wasn’t the only one who had heard TRP’s words. Banshee had heard them as well, and even though she was making her way toward the ship, she abruptly halted. A minute or two passed before the Mismagius finally reappeared at her trainer’s side. With them all going in groups, it didn’t make sense for her to split with her trainer. Not when she could be at her side to help defend her.

Warehouse number 9. Seemed easy enough. The quicker they could get through this, the better.

Nikki just huffed a little at her partner's amusement.

However, when TRP announced that she and Hayes would be leading half of the group, she blinked. Just as surprised as her partner was. Yet, a small grin appeared on her face and she straightened to attention, nodding as well and echoing Hayes' words. "Ma'am!"

This was a great opportunity to prove herself, and Nikki was determined not to let down her superiors. However, she would have expected Seth to be leading the other half of the group, not them. It seemed he was assigned to look out duty, instead.

Seth just grunted a little, but was accepting of his role, since he knew what it would be already.

Zach nodded at this, and said "Yes ma'am." He then saluted. After this he released Ishiyu and Amaryllis from their balls, best to go through their instructions so they don't mess it up on site. Once they were out he told them, "Ok, I need you guys to be very quiet from here on out. I will need you to use Hypnosis and Sleep Powder on my signal. Do you guys understand?" They both nodded, seeming to understand. Zach was now ready to depart.