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Aile paused as she listened to the announcements of everyone entering, groaning loudly at Darts' entrance before realizing something. Most of those people entering were Snagems, and the guard she didn't recognize had one on his arm for a while. And he looked like he was being flirtatious to Blizz. The woman was almost certain that was another Snagem member in disguise. At least most of the members had the decency to try and be inconspicuous. Most. The one that wasn't actually filled her with the most dread. If Darts got to her during the party, she was almost completely confident that she wouldn't be leaving on her own terms, and that petrified her for many reasons. She'd unconsciously drum her fingers rapidly on her clutch before calmly turning away and expertly weaving her way through the crowd of people. "Lovely, they all decided to swarm here," she'd mutter, looking down with a worried face. "Time to get this job done then. Hopefully, none of them actually saw me as they entered..."

It is sir Rein Regalheart of the Regalheart foundation here in Kalos we create sporting goods and bikes for various trainers who like to travel."

Earl: "Ah Rein wearing your fathers clothes aren't we, Haven't seen you senice you were a wee little lad How is he doing by the way?"

He's dead , Sadly, About twelve years ago a fire happened , I was too weak to stop whoever started it." Rein explained to the earl as he was having a talk with him on the sidelines before the earl found someone else interesting to talk to.

Opening the door, Isaac would be greeted by the sigh of....nothing. It was far too dark inside whatever portion of the attic that this was, to see any distance at all. All that Isaac could tell of the old attic was that it hadn't been dusted in a very long time, as particles of dust floated in the air, making him cough. "Ferrus, use Flash," he said, opening up a Pokeball and sending out his Magenemite. The steel Pokemon beeped in affirmation, as its eye light up as a spotlight, illuminating the room.

Jezebel dressed in her ruby red dress with a her long red hair curled and styled, Arkelos dressed in a tuxedo.

"So how do you suppose we get in? I doubt we can just walk through the door, we're not nobles after all, and Jezebel: With you being a Jypsy, it would be even more difficult for you to get in. These folks are not the kindest to your people."

Jezebel looks down, "Ya you're right, It makes me so upset. These "Nobles" and their snooty stuck up, berry sucking high life. Makes me sick. Why are we here anyways? I seriously doubt it to have a good time."

Arkelos scratches his head, "True, but first we need to figure out how to get inside, Hmmmm." Arkelos sees a chart in the distance. "If what you say is true, than we might actually pass as servan...." Jezebel screamed, "NO! I refuse to cater to these hooligans."

"Than what do you suggest? Break down the wall and hope we hurt some people?" Jezebel snickered, "Really? That was sarcasm." Jezebel laughed, well how about your abra? It could teleport us in right?" Arkelos shakes his head, "Do you really think it would be that easy? See those walls, it has dark gems infused into the walls and buildings. Being from this region i would think you knew that." Jezebel scoffed, "Than i suggest we get moving, i feel as though a timely distraction is in order."

"Vulpix, lets give them break ... Hypnos-" Arkelos jumped in, "You do realize that there are guards inside the party as well." Jezebel starts to loose her cool. "FINE, LET'S BREAK DOWN THIS DAMN WALL!!" Arkelos steps back, "Listen, loosing your temper is not going to help our situations. Lets try this. Houndour, Poochyena, Growlithe, Chase each other att he entrance, Abra, makes sure they dont get hurt with protect. Jezebel, your turn."

Jezebel sees the trio head off, and the two start running. "Help! Help! I'm being chased by these wild pokemon! Please help!.The guards investigate the situation. As the guards dead with the pokemon, Arkelos sneaks in behind them. Giving the signal, Jezebel makes her leave. "Thank you guards, I'll take my leave, I am not allowed into the Chateu; I'm no Noble. "Than we suggest you move on, we do not want any trouble." Jezebel bows, "Yes of course."

Arkelos gets contacts Abra to use psychic on Jezebel and the others; Getting them to a back door where Arkelos was waiting.

Jezebel spoke up, "Well that was Humiliating." Arkelos looks around, "Well from what i can tell, we're in. Lets see what this party is all about." retuning all the pokemon to their respective balls, the two enter the main party room.

With the multitude of people and the Snagems largely distracted for varying reasons if they weren't causing their own distractions, Aile would find it fairly easy to blend into the crowds and navigate the living maze before her. The various halls and rooms of the chateau housed the people that weren't as keen on chatting up more than a few, being only slightly quieter than the rest of the place. Aile's weaving around the people would slowly bring her towards the back of the chateau, with a set of doors leading into the area they had dedicated to preparing and keeping refreshments ready. Another set of doors on the opposite side would appear to lead into the center, with a sign asking guests to stay out of the room.

Interestingly enough, there was a guard standing there as well, keeping an eye out for any curious sorts that thought about taking a peek inside. Seems that this party did actually have guards doing their job, though at the moment, Aile was seen as just another attendee. Everyone kind of blended in here.



Arkelos was right. He and Jezebel weren't nobles. But at least one of them looked every bit the part of a butler, as evidenced by a tray suddenly given to Arkelos when he sneaked in. "What are you standing there for? This is not the time for a break! Here, take this and busy yourself. And miss, I must ask you to leave this room," he'd say, looking towards Jezebel after he was done. "The guests are not to be in here, you understand."

Unfortunately, the tray would simply fall to the floor, its contents going everywhere and glass shattering from the impact. "Mer- ...ahem." Trying to compose himself, he'd go to get things cleaned up.

















The mingling would become a bit noisier for a second, while others that had been talking originally were quietly moving to other parts of the chateau. Likely to get away from the "gold-plated hybrid that thought he was bigger than them and maybe sat on a gold toilet."

The noise would also die down a bit more as an elderly man started to come onto a raised stage in the main hall of the chateau. Like the rest in their fancier outfits, he was decked out too. A flat, green cap was the only informal thing on him, contrasting with the green tuxedo. A pair of suspenders could be seen poking out of the tuxedo's jacket as he adjusted the red bowtie around his neck, tapping the microphone on stage to both test it and start getting everyone's attention. "Excuse me? May I have your attention?" He asked afterward, looking to the people before him.

In the process, three more people would join him on stage, standing behind him but otherwise silent.







The part of the attic that Isaac and Dan were in would suddenly brighten up from Ferrus' Flash. The increase of lighting would reveal... hardly anything. The attic didn't look to have been used in years, a thick layer of dust covering every inch. A door could be found along the floor, leading into the rafters and chateau below. Exactly where it'd go, however, remained a mystery. There was a chance that they might run into Beau, given his own vicinity to the attic.

Aile would take a minor glance around before walking up to the guard, who gave her a hard look over before nodding once. He'd look around himself before turning again to Aile. "Be careful," 'he' growled softly, the voice sounding like a feral feminine voice. "My replacement should be here soon, but still."

"We have Snagems here as well," Aile would reply, which would cause the guard to raise an eyebrow.

"Snagems? You sound like that's a bad thing. Hell-"

"I had to break off with them in a not so pleasant way. The only way I could get back here without being immediately arrested. Anyways, keep an eye out and make sure no one follows me."

"As you say." The 'guard' would straighten up as Aile passed, the woman whispering one final thing to him.

"Thank you, Arkana."

"You owe me the full story. I never thought you'd break from the pack, the way you acted around them before." Aile would pause for a moment at the last statement before moving on, the fingers drumming rapidly on her clutch once again as she turned the corner and completely removed herself from sight of the party.

With her outburst, and inability to say hi, Clara covered her mouth in embarrassment. However The sweet smooth voice of pure unadulterated Leslie would drop Clara into a full panic. So much that not just her hidden face but her popping chest would all flush red making her head to tail a pepper red. Quickly Clara would let go of Darts arm, spite her trying constantly, quickly rubbing her eye's. "Sorry I'm not crying my contact rolled I nee- Damn". Looking up Everyone would notice one of Clara's purple eyes would be blood shot like a tomato, matching her flushed skin. With a sigh "Oh well" Clara would lean down touching her eye and looking as if she pulled out a small glass bowl, "Lost one no point in being a pirate." Inexplicably Clara would pull her large glasses out of her hand purse, placing them on her face finishing the picture of her face, She never really looks right without them.

However Her redness would leave as her attention, not all of it Leslie still gets most of it, but the Man in the green suit is quite distracting.

The most likely thing that Isaac might hear would be Beau, depending on whatever he was doing. The faint mingling that might've been heard seemed to be rapidly decreasing in volume as the attendees below quieted down. Opening the door would bring Isaac and Dan to the rafters and near Beau, with the rooms of the chateau just below. While they would be able to see the stage and hear everything without much trouble, there wasn't an easy way down without drawing a lot of attention in the process.







Though it already looked like the party's attention was on the stage before them, the speakers inside the chateau would click to life without any bell to preface it.

"If I may have everyone's attention, Coumarine City's own Marquis Ramos is about to speak on behalf of People for the Ethical Treatment of Kalos."

"Thank yeh," Ramos spoke up after the announcement. "I trust yeh've been enjoying yourselves, wondering why all of yeh were invited to come. Yeh can thank the people behind me for that." He paused for a moment to step off to the side, a hand extended to the trio. The clearer look at them would reveal that they were quite tanned compared to the usual Kalosian, a stark contrast to be sure. "They're just a few o' the people from a global group. All the way out in Hoenn, they are, before some of them joined us for a local effort. Oh, but yer not here to listen to an old man ramble."

Deciding not to waste more of everyone's time, Ramos moved to pull off a sheet covering the table beside him. "Would yeh belive me if I said the old tales o' Zygarde are actually true? That it's had its eye on us, keeping us safe from all over? What yeh see on the table is..." Now that he was looking at the table, the only thing that the sheet had revealed was an empty, green container. A white symbol was on the top of it, and it looked like an odd cross between a cube and a 14-sided die. It was a baffling object to be sure, if the whispers coming from the other attendees were anything to go by.

Ramos would quickly take the odd container and give it to one of the three beside him, having her hurry towards the back. With this faux pas, some of the crowd was already going back to their conversations. Not being so easily deterred, the Gym Leader did his best to keep things going and buy a little time.

"I hope yeh'll forgive me. Must have left the little sprouts in our prep room... what you saw my colleague leave with is what we've called the Zygarde Cube, the result of months of research. It's made just for the holding o' little Cells and Cores o' Zygarde itself! If I had them around, I'd show yeh all how the Cores control the Cells to do their thing and how we've made the Cube work just like their Cores... it's even based on the Master Ball's workings to make sure they're all comfy and safe inside."

It was safe to say that the big reveal had gone just a bit pear-shaped, losing more and more of the crowd as he had nothing to show yet. Ramos still kept talking all the same, beginning to hope the one he sent off would come back soon.


Amaranth would end up coming over to Darts, Silver and Clara, a tray of aged cheeses balanced on one hand as she listened to what Ramos was saying. They decidedly were not of the whizz variety. "I'm only doing this so I look busy," she remarked. "If I have to deal with another comment about how this place can't find good help, they're going to get this tray thrown at them and I won't be faking the smile on my face when I do."



In the meantime, should Aile go through the room that Arkana had been guarding, she would find that it had been repurposed as an area for Ramos' group to prepare. The chairs and couches that normally stayed on opposite sides were all crammed to one side, right beside several potted plants that also were seemingly moved to give as much room as possible. A couple of tables were on the other end of the room, papers full of notes littering one of them. A cursory glance would show the same talking points that Ramos was giving in his speech right now, as well as snippets of information about Zygarde Cells, Cores, and the Cube they made. Aside from the Cube, it wasn't likely to be anything that she didn't already know.

Nothing else appeared to be around at first, until an odd squishing sound could suddenly be heard from behind her. Seemingly attracted enough by Aile's presence or something with her, a couple of Zygarde Cores could be seen moving along the carpeted floor, followed by a large number of smaller Zygarde Cells as they all slowly approached her. Whatever the reason, it was strong enough for them to have escaped captivity.