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Even Rosie was a little taken aback by how lightly Seraphine was taking this, but she did have to remind herself of a few things. Seraphine had no contact with Rocket, she didn't understand, and sometimes, its hard to understand when its not put directly in front of you, especially something as scary as this, something you might just want to ignore.

She could tell this was making the others a little uncomfortable, and upset. Dith was trying to explain it to Sera, in a very serious way. and as he brought up the reports Rosie nodded in agreement and confirmation, glancing over at Seraphine, Rosie to had looked into reports of Rocket activity, and had been shocked to see just how many instances they had been involved in something that hurt so many people, and even more pokemon.

Just like the instance at the ball, Rosie was shocked at first to hear that Sera's parents where there when everything happened, and was so, so happy that they were okay.
The Poke'ball, her own mother used to go to that every year... someday Rosie was hoping to go, it hurt her to think something like this could happen at an event like that.
"The founder and host of the ball died that night to... but a little girl?"
When Dith mentioned that she was from the Grand Ile, the daughter of a Duke, Rosie looked over to Guy. "the Duke's daughter... did you know her Guy?"

Guy didn't seem very happy at all either, Rosie could tell this was bothering him as well, she wasn't surprised, He had to fight one of them, he helped defend Rosie against that boy who looked.... just like Luke.

At the mention of pokemon that had been stolen, Rosie's heard still hurting for the one she had lost, and knowing Izumi had lost something just as precious.
Rosie's throat tightened up, but she held back her tears.
She was done with crying, now was the time to do something about it.

Placing a gentle hand on Izumi's shoulder, in reassurance, and giving her a kind smile.
"I'm so glad you could make it."
she looked around the group. "Everyone, this is Izumi, if you haven't met her. Izumi, you know Dith, and Guy. and this here is Seraphine,"

her gear made a beeping again, and Rosie quickly pulled it up.
"... Steven said he is on his way. so I guess we have a little bit of time before he arrives."
She told everyone, putting the gear back."I... I'll get some drinks for everyone, what would-"

Rosie stopped, when she suddenly found arms wrapped around her, blinking a couple of times, when she realized that Anonymes had floated over and given her a warm embrace.
a soft smile feathered the corners of Rosie's lips, reaching her own arms up to return the hug. "Thank you Anonymes." She said quietly, very much appreciating the pokemon's gesture.
He was such a sweet pokemon,

Izumi smiled shyly as Rosie introduced her to everyone. This was much more people than she was used to being around, besides at the club--but that was different; No one was paying attention to her at the club. "H-hi..."

It took the mechanic a few seconds to notice the clicking and the presence near her arm. "O-oh. Hi..." She reached out with her robot arm and gave the beldum a pat while reaching into her jacket pocking and pulling out a few screws. "You hungry?" She held the screws out to the steel type pokemon.

Suddenly outside the window there was a strange sound of metal against metal before a clang as feet touched down on concrete. The bladed wings of a Skarmory ceased their reverberating action before they were folded at the sides of the metalic bird, allowing its passenger to dismount.

A man with silvery hair, dressed in black and purple with a red tie, jumped down from the back of the steely bird. He glanced up at the front of the diner, and it seemed to be the right place.

Recalling his Pokemon to its ball, Steven Stone went to the front door of the joint and entered. There at the entrance he paused while quietly looking around for a familiar face. Instead of the friendly smile on his face, his expression was a serious one. This would be more than just a friendly gathering. There was work to be done.

Ah. So he was here. That had been rather quick. Getting slowly to his feet - and firmly repressing the urge to grimace as the wounds across his torso flared with pain - Dith stepped around the table after Rosie and extended a huge hand to the silver-haired man. "Mr. Stone, I am pleased to meet you, and I also thank you for coming."

What was the former champion going to recommend? He wondered if the man would even be happy to let a few teens - was Guy still in his teens? - even consider facing Team Rocket. Children went off on pokemon journeys, yes, but this was different... and yet were they not old enough to decide for themselves whether or not they wished to take the risk? It was something he'd been mulling over himself, and he had yet to come to a conclusion. Old enough to know their own minds of course, but old enough to decide to risk their lives? Those who had been at the contest had had a taste of that much danger and were willing to face it again, they weren't running in blind thinking it would be easy.... And yet they were so young. Yet thinking again, at their age if he had wanted to do something like this and some adult had tried to stop him what would he have done? He would have totally ignored them and done it anyway, but without letting them know thus shutting out their help. That was probably his answer then; there was no point in trying to prevent them, the best he could do to see they were safe was to keep his concerns to himself and join them. Would Stone come to a similar conclusion? Presumably he would find out the answer to that soon enough.

The imminent arrival of Steven Stone, it seemed, was finally upon them, and the sound of metal scraping against metal and the small jingle of the bell at the door announced the former Champion's presence among them. The combination of these two sounds made Guy turn around in slight surprise to greet the gray-haired man. Guy didn't expect Steven to arrive so quickly. Where was he, anyway, before he had come to see them? Well... Such things didn't matter at the moment. There were more important things to be worried about.

"Ah, Steven. You're here then." Good, very good. Now they could finally get down to business. But wait. ...Would people still want drinks? Should he still get them all something? He assumed that he should, but would that really be important now that Steven had finally arrived? Would Steven want something?

"Um... Steven, would you like anything to drink or eat, now that you're here?" If he didn't make sure everyone was accounted for, then what kind of butler would he be?

The black Beldum made curious whirring noises when Izumi held out the screws. She was offering him food?! His mistress never did - not because she didn't care about him, he was sure, she just.. more than likely thought he didn't eat. So, with an excited hum he very carefully plucked the screws from Izumi's hand. The absolute last thing he wanted to do was harm the extremely kind woman who was feeding him! His bottom shutter lifted, covering the bottom half of his eye in what was probably glee. Or at least, the noises he was making suggested as much. When he'd finished eating, he hovered down to inspect her metal arm - it was the most beautiful, amazing thing he'd ever laid eyes on.

Seraphine shifted rather awkwardly - trying not to feel too awkward, but it was sort of hard now - and turned pale green eyes onto the old guy that walked in. They all seemed to know him, and he did look sort of familiar... Wasn't he that guy from the fair? Or whatever that was... Still, she didn't really know him - and she had no desire to get up and crowd him more, even if she were interested (which she wasn't) - so she remained sitting where she was, though her usual condescending expressions were curiously absent for the time being. They'd probably return later.

Citrine had been away from Kodo for a while. She'd had to return home after falling ill for some months. But as soon as she had gotten a message from Rosie, the young trainer was on the next boat to Kodo.

And here she was! ... Completely lost. Wait, was she? No. No she wasn't. The white haunter before her kept motioning her to follow. She trusted Nornsteen, now, not to lead her to harm, so she jogged after the pokemon through the whole city until she had phased through the door of a cafe. It looked so crowded inside. What was Nornsteen doing?

Of course the haunter had no question what she was doing. And the blond was easy to spot. Drifting around behind her, Nornsteen tried to placed her hands over Rosie's eyes, hoping to make her happy and surprised. "Haunt haunt~"

Citrine pulled the door open and peeked inside. There were so many people... Where did Nornsteen- She had her hands reaching for someone. Wait, that was Rosie! "ROSIE!" The tanned child launched herself at her friend, intent on hugging her and burying her face in the older girls shoulder. "I came as soon as I got your message! I'm so sososososorrythishappened! I'lldoanythingIcantohelp!"

Oh no. There were so many other people around, weren't there? AH! She just made a fool of herself! "Um... I mean... That is..." Where was a hole to crawl into when you needed one.