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Faleen found her self sitting back in the chair, very... very still as a large gray pokemon suddenly popped out of a pokeball.
Her eyes wide, with an expression of 'what the hell is that? and where did it come from?'

Umbreon however, fixed it with a very piercing stare, eying the newcomer closely.
He could tell they were powerful... both of them, clearly elite pokemon.
therefore, they were to be respected... even if it was a ghost.

What was the damn dog's problem? As Moloch ignored him and continued with making noises, Seth finally opened his eyes with intent to glare at the Arcanine. ... Only to see a huge Dusknoir floating above him. He at least, knew this Pokemon, and suddenly sat up.

"Hey!" he shouted, now casting his glare at the Arcanine. Just where had that thing come from?! Then he noticed the pokeball on the floor. What the... Did Moloch have that ghost's ball this entire time? More importantly, did he have the rest of them?

"Bad dog," Seth hissed as he bent down to grab at the pokeball. Nadja's Pokemon getting loose and running rampant would not do. Not to mention she would kill him if he allowed it.

Nyx would have laughed, if she could have, but all that came out was a 'pffff' as she blew air out and pet the Arcanine absently. Apparently next to Nadja's favorite pokemon, on the floor, was as close to 'in bed' as Nyx was getting for the night. She yawned and looked at Seth through half-closed eyes, ha- he was going to be in trouble when Miss Nadja was back on her feet.

The Pokemon growling was certainly unnerving, especially with a beast as large as that, the fact that it made her hands clench on the arm rest, even when it was not directed at her, made her extremely nervous for Elite Seth, being the one the warning was intended for.

Umbreon rose to his feet as well at the sound of the growl, the fur along his spine starting to bristle.

"Sir!" she said startled when he was first growled at, leaning forward sharply,
After a moment, reolizing her sudden reaction she blinked, thinking quickly.
"I heard him trying to get into the infirmary, did something happen Elite Nadja, Sir?"
She said, rather hurriedly. the look on her face afterward indicated that she had spoken before she had properly thought through is she should speak or not.

Another moments hesitation, she shifted herself back into the seat, sitting up straight though.
"I mean... if he's worried about her, maybe thats why he sent the ghost?"
she tried to make what she said clear.

She didn't know to much about Pokemon... but she did know her own, and she knew how her Pokemon reacted when she got hurt.

Nyx seemed to be mimicking Moloch's doggy stare, a result of looking up at everyone from her living pillow without lifting her head. She squeezed the Arcanine in some sort of hug; He was so soft and fluffy and warm, it was hard to remember that he was Nadja's pokemon, and very capable of eating Nyx in a few bites. But that didn't matter, even with Seth getting upset right on the other side of the canine, Nyx was calmed enough that she had a chance to maybe fall asleep.

She was on her feet the moment a very unpleasant glare turned on her, holding her hands up a little, apologetically and submissively, her face flushing red in embarrassment.
Though... she got a more... what was the word, 'emotional' scolding from him then she had been expecting, in the regards of Elite Nadja that was.
He made it out to be that he was almost jealous of the pokemon.

"I spoke without thinking Sir, I meant no disrespect to you at all,"

The Grunt bowed, placing her hand on her legs just over her locked knees.
She just hadn't wanted him to get bit, an added factor to the situation could probably be becasue they were all tired, and worried... apparently some more worried then others.
He hadn't been nearly this angry in that past, at least not that she had ever witnessed, she didn't like it at all, and least of all that it was directed toward her.
"Please forgive my ignorance"
Not that she really expected him to, but she did mean those words.

Faleen, still in a disheveled dress, her eyes on the floor with her hair curtaining her red face then went quiet. With her apology spoken she added nothing more.

Umbreon had backed off, and was now sitting next to his master's chair, ears slicked back over his skull as his eyes drifting from her, to Seth. not liking that his master was being yelled at, but not daring to do anything about it, any action like that would only shame his master further.

Moloch's ears flickered back again at Seth's outburst. He smelled like Worried but sounded like Angry, and was in general confusing even without his person around. Maybe that was just the way he was.

"Hrroh," the canine huffed, and turned his attention back to the door. Now that someone was with his person he felt less anxious, but it was still his duty to watch and wait for any sign of the ghost's return. He was soft and fluffy indeed; Nadja had paid special attention to his grooming before the raid, and his coat smelled slightly of Pokemon shampoo. Hugging him, especially for the tiny scientist, was akin to hugging a heated sofa with a heartbeat.