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Bonnie paused when the agent gave them more instructions. They had an option to either go with her, or to go off in the opposite direction with Nikki and Hayes. The girl weighed them carefully, making sure she knew the pros and cons of each. She had worked under an Elite before, though Seth was probably a lot more gruff than the blonde would have been. Despite that, she then turned and walked back with both of the regular agents. She had yet to work with each of them, so it would be nice to see how things went under their care.

As always, Banshee was never far behind, and greeted both of the agents with a nod of her head before disappearing.

Under Seth's legendary death glare, Lilith had to will herself not to flinch and shudder and instead held her ground. She saluted sharply with a cold glare in her eyes as well. "Understood, sir." She walked her way past the Elite calmly, called back Serafina, and ascended the rope. Once she got onto the barge, she got the Charmeleon back out and quickly joined one of the groups.

Lilith sighed and sped her pace until she was tagging along the group like she was there all along. She glanced down at Serafina, who gave a small snort. The woman smiled bitterly. "Yeah, that guy really does need a chill-pill." She saw most of the agents in partners, so she found the nearest person by her, which happened to be the teal-haired man she failed to recognize earlier, and stayed in step with him.

Noticing that most were staying with the agents, he decided to fallow the elite. It sounded like they would possibly be the ones doing the stealing. He gave a recognizing nod two Nyx, wondering why the scientist was one a mission, but remembered she was a grunt first. He kept his pokemon in their balls but he had given them a good talking to before the mission started.

The blond smiled briefly as each of them came over - the beach nudist, Zach, Bonnie - now there was someone he hadn't seen for a while - along with her partner, and one of the new female grunts. Five. Plus him and Nikki made.. seven. Hayes looked over at the other group.

Four.

The agent's mouth twitched to the side.

"This'll get crowded, guys," he grinned, a touch sheepishly. His voice stayed low, and he glanced at Horatio as the Shuppet started to speak up. "Someone needs to go with TRP to even things out. Maybe.." He gestured at the pair with the chatting Pokemon, more in Sorano's direction.

Sorano perked up at the gesture, inclining his head like a good little Grunty-poo and maneuvered over towards the Elite's little posse. Before he did so however, he beckoned Horatio along while Never intertwined between his legs.

"" Before the poor Shuppet could finish, he was dragged away by his trainer who quickly shuffled over towards the blond Elite's side. Horatio began to shup-shup on about how rude it was to pulled from a conversation suddenly but was quieted by his trainer's death glare. As the Shuppet mumbled under his breathe, Never stuck his tongue out at the ghost Pokemon. Served the little floating napkin right.

Nikki stood there with folded arms as the groups divided up. The blonde lifting a brow as she too noticed that their group seemed to be more popular than TRP's.

She watched in silence as Hayes strongly hinted at someone else going over to TRP's group, which Sorano eventually did. Good... so long as Jen wasn't in her group, she was fine. Plus not having the stripper helped too.

"All right let's go." Nikki said after Sorano dragged his Shuppet off. The blonde agent leading the way to a door which held a stairwell into the lower decks of the ship. Opening the door, she peered down into the darkness before carefully making her way down the steps as quietly as possible.

With the groups finally sorted out TRP nodded at Jen, Nyx, Sorano and Panther, "If you're going to call or recall any Pokemon do so now. We can't risk the noise and light once we're inside.

Once everyone was prepared she cautiously opened the door she'd approached. Furin hovered over her shoulder. It led to a dimly lit narrow hall that was currently empty. Quietly, she made her way forward. The hall smelled vaguely of dust and cigar smoke. There was probably more peeled paint sprinkled on the floor than on the walls. This mission was definitely a far cry from their last high-tech adventure.

At the end of the hall was a door that led back outside and a door with a faded stairs sign hanging from it. TRP tugged the door downstairs open and proceeded below deck.

Lilith's brow furrowed as she was addressed by the blond agent. She resented the upperclassmen, but he was, unfortunately, right. Conversation may not be the best thing to encourage at this point. She gave a deathly glare to Serafina and Ziazan, putting the baby Pokemon back into her Pokeball, and nodded curtly to the agent. Her eyes were filled with a barely detectable icy-cold hatred. She silently followed the group with the Charmeleon tagging along behind her.

Lilith proceeded carefully down the steel stairs into the hold after the two agents, being mindful not to make any sudden sounds.