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At last, after mustering up the strength, Connor stepped off the plane with an arm holding tight to his stomach. The boy's face didn't look good and was apparent he was suffering from air sickness. As if it wasn't bad enough he got on the aircraft late, it took off before he could strap in. The ride in the cargo bay was absolutely unbearable. "I...hate...pla-hrfff!" Connor struggled to keep it in. He walked past Skyla and Ryan without giving them a glance. One look around and he knew he wasn't in Johto anymore. "What the hell...?" This...was Kalos? Everything seemed so...big and bright. Too bad he didn't really care at the moment and just wanted to rest a little longer. There was a mossy looking bench nearby, maybe he could sit there for a while? Except, it wasn't a bench when he sat on it, but a sleeping Skiddo that was surprised to have a rider all of a sudden. As it cried out, Connor quickly got up, falling on his behind and staring wide eyed as he saw the fuzzy "bench" walk away. "Was that...a pokemon? Man this place is weird..."

Looking to Sub and shrugging, Reno and Leslie rode up the elevator with their leader, a strange tingling in the back of their minds at that moment. Shaking the thought away, Reno began to smack away hands attempting to hold the elevator door open before finally letting out a threatening growl and getting the tourists to back away. Letting them shut, the pair looked to the group before asking, "What are we doin'?"

Amaranth and Cera had been silent after what went down between Sub and the snobby trainer. Especially after the apparent displeasure in his getting away. They had gone on the elevator and rode it without a word, only to see him disappear in the crowd.

"Do you know what he looks like...?" Amaranth finally asked, looking at Cera.

"Not at all... oi, I swear I'm looking for a clothing shop later. Or learning how to transform into a Ditto. I dunno which will be easier." Cera spoke up. The two would soon disappear into the crowd theirselves, wondering if they'd find the Professor in such a gaggle of people.

"Huh... woah!" Hearing the man as he started coming, Cera went down as low as she could to evade the grab. Hearing his rambling, though, she had to wonder if this was the professor. If he was, she had immediate justification as to her displeasure of being around them. Nevermind the Pokeballs all flying at her, enough to start making her move above the crowd and do everything she could to evade those too. "Ammy, a little help here!?" She shrieked, really beginning to regret her decision to stay around now.

"I think she's already been caught..." Amaranth spoke up, though her voice was so low that chances are it wouldn't be heard among all the sudden chaos.

Cera hadn't even noticed the Murkrow's presence during everything until her movements were suddenly halted, starting to steadily fall to the ground as the Quash took hold. Her eyes were wide, filled with terror as she saw a Master Ball aimed right for her. She couldn't get out of the way, and with her still being a ways in the air, Amaranth couldn't easily come in to the rescue. Not that she didn't try, but she ended up being among the many that watched as the ball ensnared Cera with relative ease.

Most legendaries, however, weren't ones for such things. Cera was no exception, evident as the ball rolled and shook violent, a surprising feat after being Quashed in place. A Master Ball, however, wasn't designed to be one that faltered, or one that'd even let the fiestest of Pokemon go. The ball would eventually slow down, Cera tiring out in her futile efforts to escape, with her new "prison" clicking a moment later.

Amaranth, safe to say, was more than a little stunned. And really hoped that Murkrow she was was one she knew. If not, she was prepared to take a dive and find Sol posthaste, pushing towards the crowd for plan A: try to take the ball anyway.

In that ball, there was sure to be a Mew that seemed more than a little disappointed in herself. Not that she was getting out on her own, at any rate.

Still, Amaranth was relieved that it was Sub behind that ball and not someone more... shady. Or crazy. Then again, scratch the crazy part. "I'm here..." She spoke up, keeping an eye on the ball anyway. If nothing else, she was concerned despite Cera being much safer in there for the moment and Sol having no idea that he'd be in debt to his eyeballs.

As Amaranth arrived Sub would lean in to whisper to Amaranth, sneaking the ball to her as he stayed close to her in an attempt to hide the transition. "Give this to Sol and tell him I own his lives in exchange." Once the transaction was complete and his message delivered Sub would turn to face the professor once more. "So?" He said, waiting for a response from Sycamore.

"Yes, yes. Let's head to my lab right away." The professor would then try to get people to move away as he headed for the elevator. Before the professor could get very far a 'police officer' sporting red sunglasses got in his way, pushing him to the side as he faced Sub. "Sir, we're going to have to ask you to come with us. Your little display has caused too much of a ruckus in the tower. Furthermore, all legendary Pokemon captured within the Kalos region are property of his royal highness. I'm going to have to ask you to hand over the Mew." The officer started in a monotone voice.

"What? You're crazy! I'm not eve a citizen of Kalos, your laws don't apply to me." Sub said with a scowl as Lenore stepped up in front of him. "You can argue in the king's court, now you are coming with me peacefully or by force." The officer would then release a Manetric, the canine growling as it sparked. Three more officers appeared from the crowd, all wearing the same red glasses, releasing Houndoom, Liepard, and Toxicroak. "You have no idea who you are dealing with." Sub growled as he ordered Lenore to attack. It looks like Sub needs some help.