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Where did he get that scar? Probably from murdering his last victim's brains out! Normally the knowledge that she was a part of a crime syndicate made her relatively sure she wouldn't be mugged or stolen from, but ax murderers didn't care about things like rank or organization; They were crazy people. Crazier than the standard Rocket fare! She jumped when he spoke up and stared at him like a deer in the headlights, the length of silence between when he asked her a question and when she answered was verging on uncomfortable. "N-no..."

How did one go about asking a person if they intended to murder them?

For some reason, the fact that she had a giant metal dinosaur guarding her completely escaped her mind. Ax murderers were crazy, yes, but they were also clever. He'd probably give her brain a good dividing before Maxwell could even react. NO. NOT HER BRAIN! The corners of her mouth dropped, displeased that her brain, her favorite organ, was in danger.

Elsewhere, the Pidgeot had found something. It looked like a cave, and was at least something for the humans to take shelter in. The giant bird let out a cry and banked around, heading back to the pair.

"Waaah!" Nyx flailed her arms and legs wildly and fell off of the bench. The rather large, rather protective Aggron sat up and started to rumble in warning. The human male had gotten threatening. "Oh Arceus!" Nyx threw her arms over her head, trying to protect her valuable brain. "Don't murder me with an ax!" If Miss Nadja could see her now... she'd be demoted forever just out of shame.

Langley landed in time to see quite a sight. He didn't seem alarmed, Nyx was prone to do crazy things... He just tilted his head and watched, waiting for someone to notice that he was back.

"Ahhhh..." Nyx scrambled to her feet and pointed at Aulus. "But what if I'm not crazy! Granted, I don't see an ax on you, but, what if you're hiding it!" No... she was definitely crazy. "How do I know you're not just pretending to be a perfectly normal guy in the mountains to get close to me so you can steal my brain!" That was obviously what he'd want, right? "Or! OR what if! ... Or what if I just have an over active... imagination..." Ax murderers wouldn't keep carrying on conversations after being confronted with their victim's realization of what they were. They just went on a rampage.

Nyx certainly felt silly. It was the mountain's fault; That, and she hadn't eaten anything substantial all day. She cleared her throat and tried to pretend that her little outburst hadn't happened. "Oh look! Langley is back!" The Pidgeot flapped his wings and turned himself around to face the way he'd came.

"No, probably not. All I have is some jerky and trail mix..." It was always a good idea to take some sort of food when making a trek into the wilderness. "But at least it seems like Langley found something." The researcher pointed to the bird who was flying in a circle over the human's heads, waiting for them to follow.

Langley hadn't found much of a cave, it was more of a deep indentation in the side of a large rock wall than an actual cave, but it would provide more shelter than sitting on the bench all night would.

"Ahh..." The woman returned her pidgeot to his pokeball. "Don't suppose you have any fire wood, do you?"

Maxwell dug her claws into the earth in front of their impromptu shelter and cleared away a wide, shallow pit, exposing the softer dirt under the dried out crust; The armor plated triceratops rumbled softly, walked a circle around inside of the pit, and flopped down with a huff. She had her bed for the night.

"It was a joke." Nyx sighed and shook her head; Of course he wouldn't have any firewood on him, that was silly. He did have a good idea though, and luckily, she owned a fire type or two. The woman pulled out yet another pokeball and released the creature inside.

The light pooled and formed a very fluffy and very excited Flareon. "Flaaa!" It pranced it place, lowered its body until its bottom was in the air, and waved the mass of fur that was its tail back and forth.

Nyx frowned, Aulus wasn't a very friendly person... it was like dealing with a slightly less obtuse Seth. But if she could handle Seth, she could handle that man; Nyx was ridiculously patient. "Ah. Yes. Thank you. I've more... But we don't have much room here." Plus, he didn't need to see all of her pokemon; Some of them were memorable, and she might have to steal from this person one day, or encounter him when she was trying to con someone else. The last thing she needed was for him recognizing her pokemon if she was in disguise. The scientist grunted and sat on the ground. It wouldn't be a comfortable night, but it was better than breaking a leg.

The Flareon finished one final bum-wag and took off hopping and running in circles around his human, lapping a few times before bounding over to Aulus, sniffing curiously at him and then flopping over onto his back for belly rubs. "Flaaa." He coo'd, trying his damnedest to be adorable.

"... That's Bunsen."

The desert was a good place to find fire types, but Nyx certainly wouldn't suggest going searching around it- what if he ran into HQ? Well, the base wouldn't actually be in any danger, but still. "There might be a few here in the mountains, and if you can find transportation, there is a volcano not too far from Kodo." Nyx said as she rummaged through her pack, searching for her trail mix.

Bunsen coo'd happily at the belly scratches. They were his favorite. The fire wiggled from side to side, and then began to kick his leg. At this rate, Aulus would have two pokemon to cuddle up to- Bunsen's eyes were already starting to droop, made heavier by the relaxing scratching.

"Oh!" The woman grinned, "I didn't even realize I'd packed that!" What that thing had been was obvious, as she was now holding it in the air. A chocolate bar. "Would you like some?" Nyx yawned and broke off half of the sweet for herself. It was chocolate time, and then bed time.

"You're right." Nyx yawned, confirming that sleep was a good idea. She didn't tend to go to bed early on any night, preferring to stay up until ungodly hours to work in the labs, but there was no work to be done, and trekking through the mountains all day had tired her little body out. "Bunsen, sleep time." She held her arms out, waiting for her fire-type pillow.

The Flareon rolled over, finished having his belly scratched now that his master wanted to cuddle, and trotted over to 'Emma'. "Goodnight..." Bunsen laid down next to his trainer and she settled down with her head nestled in his mane.