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Doyle felt one of his granola bars slip out of his hand and looked over to see Arwen taking one. He rolled his eyes and shook his head. He had finished his bread and now opened his remaining granola bar. "Nice to meet you too Lizzie and Psywater." He replied, "I should look for him.....never mind." He saw Auron run past chasing Parth.

He looked over to Sunny and shrugged. "I'm doing okay. A little tired but that's to be expected." He said, "How about you?" Suddenly Auron appeared next to him. Apparently his Zorua left Parth or lost her. He patted Auron on the head and dug out some pokefood for him.

Osmond snorted awake at the sudden scream to pierce the early morning's rising sun. Half-asleep, he curved his ear to the voice, and figuring the Pokemon had just wandered off to a potty break or something as its trainer overreacted, he clung tighter to his Raichu pillow and tried to settle himself into slumber again. Unfortunately, Mr. Sandman only spared Osmond a few more minutes of nappy-bye when there was another shriek, and another, and another. The missing Pokemon flu had spread to an epidemic and panic was the first spark of commotion that early dawn. Oh Arceus!

Bending at the waist, Osmond kicked his sleeping bag from his form and scratched his chest. "Maybe they went to have a party of something, sheesh . . . " he grunted to himself. Still, he glanced down to the pudgy ball of orange beside him, and was a bit relieved Marlo wasn't one to wander far from his ankles. "C-Can we discuss this after breakfast? And a cigar? And a shower . . . Yeesh . . . " he complained, but shook his head and restated, "Crap . . . ! No . . . We have to search for them . . . Yes."

Doyle had fallen asleep with Auron sleeping on top of him. He hadn't noticed anything unusual like his pokeball missing but when he woke up to someone yelling he discovered it was gone. He immediately noticed Auron wasn't on him anymore and knew that the zorua wouldn't wander off. His hand reached for his bag and immediately began digging around. Nope the pokeball wasn't there.

He was so pissed. Someone had pulled a fast one on him and stole his pokemon! Someone from his own 'team'. Oh they were going to hear about this. He quickly got up and packed his stuff up. Then he was storming off yelling 'Auroz' as if he was going to search for his pokemon. In reality he was getting away so he could send some angry communications to the other members of Team Rocket.

Juno made a show of frantically checking on Desdemona as the rest of the camp erupted in confusion, but she shared a satisfied smirk with her Litwick. The first phase of the mission had been a success, and she'd surely earned some credit with the higher-ups. A few of her allies had done better, true, but some had not secured a single Pokémon, so she knew she was at least no longer on the utter bottom rung.

Desdemona thrummed with glee, a manic grin spread across her waxy face. "Liiiit," she crooned.

Juno scanned the crowd, watching for the trainer whose distress she and Desdemona had personally caused.

People were yelling, something about pokemon being missing, but the weight of the Glameow at her feet reassured her that the cat pokemon was still there. She slid out of the sleeping bag, and unzipped her tent, checking on the Doduo. He was still there too.

Hers weren't missing, and so she took the time to take down her camp, putting everything back into her pack, and preparing for the day. She was sure that this would put them behind schedule, if they even had a schedule, and she had to wonder if one of the people here was behind it. They were all strangers, more or less, and it would be easy for someone with less than good motives to be a part of the group.

She was here, and while Team Aqua wasn't known for pokemon stealing, there was a team that was.

Keria yawned as she pulled herself out of bed, hearing some one scream that there pokemon was missing she bolted out of bed and looked around her her own. "NOT AGAIN VOLTRON." The gym assistant screamed noticing her own Pokemon was missing.

The irritation was plain on her face, she had though that the rambunctious emolga had gotten over constantly ditching her. Why had she even brought him? It would have made a lot more sense to bring Houdini, the Blitzle was reliable and would have made climbing the mountain easier.

She was tired of consistently chasing the emolga everywhere, he would comeback eventually so she started to pack her things and start making breakfast.

((Sure, she'd be happy to annoy someone! I want to wait a little longer to find Kitty, but looking will be fun!))

"Oh, thank you!" Fifi said, blue eyes big and worried. "Kitty keeps disappearing, but now other pokemon are gone too, and I'm just so worried about her!" she said all in a rush, looking close to tears.

She started grabbing bits of hair and winding them around her fingers to turn them from bed-head back to ringlets in what looked like a nervous habit, clearly not actually tracking what her hands were doing as her eyes flicked around the field.