ITT: We are all Pokémon Trainers

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Mezzo: <...Wait, really? I know that some Pokémon are Fairy type that weren't before, but Whimsicott?>

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Blobette: <Makes little sense.>

Juliet: <ACK!>

-stops the beam thing-

<I don't wanna hurt you guys, whoever you are!>

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Ever: <I think I may have heard about Whimsicott. It's unusual.

...And wait. Are you not from the J-team?>

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-Juliet shakes her head. Or her self-

<Nope! But I've heard of you! I mean, vaguely.>

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Ever: <...Uh, okay.>

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Mezzo: <Who are you anyway?>

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-Juliet floats excitedly-

<I'm Juliet! I'm a member of the->

-coughs-

<I mean what.>

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Ever: <...Member of the...?>

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Juliet: -said as primly as a fluffy sheep thing can say something primly-

<Classified.>

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-Mezzo tilts her head-

Mezzo: <Are you in the International Police or something?>

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Juliet: <...I will go on record to say that I am not Interpol.>

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Ever: <...Well, you definitely creep me out.>

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-flail-

<I'm not trying to! I'm only trying to be friendly!> D:

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Ever: <Yeah, but you're part of some weird secret organization. That's totally creepy.>

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Juliet: <OKOK I'M A MEMBER OF THE ILLUSION PROJECT ARGH DON'T KILL ME>

-flails-

Dream World

<I guess.>

-Starts feeling poked-

<They're waking me up, see you later Straw.>

Fall City Center

-Wakes up-

Doc: -Stops poking me with a stick- <We need to get dinner, remember?>

Right, right.

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Ever: <That new team? Oh, lovely...>

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-Juliet huffs-

<Look, it's not my fault that my boss is a psychopath or that teams seem to attract the J-team. I just wanna have a job and not kill people. Can we please drop this now?>

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Mezzo: <You're in the Illusion Project? Does it have anything to do with Zoroark?>

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Juliet: <No, but a couple of people do have Zoroarks. We are involved with Mew, though.>

Clock Tower, Fall City

Balancing on the top of one of the spires of the Clock Tower. Constantin is observing the city, examining the various auras of the people mingling about. On the spire next to him, his Gallade stands with his arms folded.

Shaka: He's on to you, you know.

Constantin: Of course he is. It would be rather boring if I had to introduce myself each and every time. I prefer games where the opponent at least tries you know

Shaka: You've owned me for seventeen years. I know you.

Constantin: Tsk. There we are with that attitude again, Shaka. Be thankful that I tolerate it.

Shaka: ...

Constantin: Your work here has been magnifique, Shaka. You may retire back to HQ and entertain Meche a bit.

Shaka ...Yes sir

The Gallade teleports away while Constantin leers.

Constantin: I have other things to attend to.

Constantin leaps off the spire of the Clock Tower and starts traversing through Fall City via the rooftops. It appears that what he lacks in brute strength he makes up for by being quick and lithe.

Fall City

-Is walking around with my hood up-

Doc: <You know Tagg, that makes you look really suspicious.>

Some people would think I looked suspicious if I were wearing a suit straight out of Boutique Couture.

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-After some period of climbing and wandering, SleepyHead, Nacrene, and the Jigglypuff have ended up here-

Nacrene: <So... do you know what these guys look like?>

SleepyHead: <...Honestly, no. Some of the team members know about Ever and Mezzo's team, but I'm not one of them.>

<If they didn't just go themselves anyway...>

Nacrene: <Great...>

-SleepyHead spots the group ahead-

SleepyHead: <Oh, that looks like it could be them!>

Nacrene: <Or a group of hostile Pokemon like everyone else we've met so far...>

SleepyHead: <We can always try getting their attention.>

-She calls to the group- <Hey! I think we've been looking for you! Could we talk to you?>

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Ever: (to the group) <Hello? Do we know you?>

Fall City

(A Sylveon lies, curled up and napping, in a patch of sunlight.)