[attr="class","spiral"] Evergrande has always been a hotbed for talent and greatness. Those who seek their fortune as trainer eventually end up at the League's doorstep, looking for the one place that can test their mettle and push them beyond their limits. Now, the League Headquarters houses the four most prominent trainers in the region: the elusive Elite Four. Everyone else either follows in their footsteps or serve as staff for the building's administration duties. Fernando is no exception and frequents the building on League business.

His original intent had been to meet with kyle lopez to discuss the Aqua Festival. It's not often that Legendary Pokemon expose themselves to the populace, much less offer themselves up on the offer of partnership. What Fernando cannot fathom is Kyle's reason to deny the pact. The fact that Kyle's an established trainer and one that he respect baffles him further. Unfortunately, he misses the Elite Four member altogether, leaving as soon as he's arrived.

Fernando waves goodbye to the desk attendant, fake smiles and all, walking backwards until he bumps into someone. While his immediate thought is to blame himself for not looking where he's going he can only wonder who would be clumsy enough to walk straight into someone else, unless they too weren't paying attention. The knock off balance causes him to shuffle his steps on top of each other and he catches himself on a pivot, turning to the other party.

"It's fine," he answers in an equally apologetic tone. "I should have been watching where I was going." Noelle is unfamiliar to him and he's about to tell her there's no need to apologize when a voice cuts in between them, hushed through one ear and goosebumps prickling out the other.

[attr="class","spiral"] Fernando glares at her and it takes some mental reassuring that the voice didn't come from her. The sudden change in tone and pitch is too drastic. The way it carries itself spells something menacing and he turns to look around in an anticipatory panic. There's nothing out of the ordinary and he's about to ask Noelle about it when his lips move on their own.

"Red."

Fernando's eyes widen at the realization and he reaches for a Pokeball. He's not sure what's happening but that wasn't a conscious choice to answer. Something's afoot.

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[attr="class","spiral"] The loop forms and Fernando taps the release on his Pokeball. His Kecleon unravels and vanishes in place, CAMOUFLAGING into the background as the Incineroar launches itself at the both of them. The first DOUBLE KICK misses on merit of Fernando ducking, with the second never connecting with anything on the merit of the SUCKER PUNCH that intercepts the wrestler straight in the jaw.

Literally struck into a daze, the Kecleon follows up with a scratch frisk of THIEF before BINDING the Incineroar up with its mighty tongue.

[attr="class","spiral"] The daze is temporary and there's no telling how long the Incineroar will remain unconscious. While Fernando has the ability to incapacitate it further, the prompt from Noelle offers an easier solution for him while being able to examine the girl's own capabilities. Evergrande is a frequent place of travel for trainers and non-combatant alike but more often than not only the best of the best dare venture to Hoenn's elusive plateau.

"Yes," he answers hurriedly. "Kecleon is fast but lacks the power to keep it under control for long."

Sometimes the simplest lies are those founded on truth.

[attr="class","spiral"] "Impressive," Fernando concludes in a hushed tone. Observing a precise attack meant to incapacitate at a moment's notice requires a certain amount of finesse and while it could be a case of dumb luck, he's willing to hedge his guess on the former until proven otherwise. Left with an unconscious Incineroar on his hands, Fernando dispose of it the only way he knows how — with an empty Pokeball.

By the time Fernando is able to get his hands on the Pokeball Noelle has already made her claims at leaving and he isn't in a position to stop her. Instead, he simply waves at her, thanking her aloud before asking for her name.